I hate it when I'm uneasy but don't know why. There's this gnawing feeling in my stomach that I'm trying to figure out. I think it may be a combination of a few things that at some point just hit the tipping point from "ignorable" to "uh oh." Because not one of the things in the back of my mind (trip to Ohio, an issue with a play I'm working on, a potential problem with a book...maybe others?) warrants an "uh oh," but apparently together, they do. And it's even more strange because most of these things have been resolved (happily resolved, even), but...that feeling is still there.
I'm just a worrier by nature, but man, is it obnoxious.
At the beginning of the season, the O's stopped playing "Orioles Magic" as the players took the field. But after some of the many close, come-from-behind wins, the players started playing the song in the locker room. Which led, inevitably, to this video, which is awesome.
Notice that's Reserve Orioles Boyfriend Adam Loewen wearing the tie, banging away on the keyboard. Hee.
Just one unrelated question--Jay Payton: Great man or greatest man?
I was watching Modern Marvels: Engineering Disasters tonight and they did a section on the early space program and the challenges of creating rockets without anything to go on. It was pretty interesting, but I must admit that I loved seeing them crash, because the explosions are HUGE. And since these are all early rockets, people weren't dying in them. Sure, it cost tons of money (and one they showed was a more recent satellite rocket, the explosion of which cost $350 million), but so cool!
No, seriously. Look:
My favorite ones are where the rocket goes up a tiny bit, then just collapses back down. BIG boom.
When I got home from work today, I found a package sitting outside my door. I thought it was odd, because I couldn't think of anything I was expecting. I picked it up and saw that it was Canada. Weird. And then I noticed that the customs label said it contained "Avril Lavigne merchandise" which just made no sense. Was Avril Lavigne randomly sending me free stuff? I was both horrified and intrigued.
Of course, when I opened it, I found a Barenaked Ladies CD, which I had, in fact, ordered. My mind clearly has gone. But not gone enough to order Avril Lavigne merchandise.
I admit it. I love bench-clearing baseball brawls. And last night was a doozy between the Mariners and the Rangers (go here to check out the Rangers feed). Sexson has been suspended 6 games for it. He went up there sure that he'd be hit; the M's had hit two Rangers in the top of the inning. Good fun! Although it can be dangerous--Milton Bradley, who helped restrain some people last night, actually was injured while arguing with an umpire. And Cal Ripken almost had to end his streak in 1993 after twisting his knee during a fight with, yes, the Mariners.
In other exciting baseball news, the dangers of baseball in the nation's capital is illustrated here. Zimmerman is just a threat.
Although McConnell had no evidence at the time that Zimmerman was responsible for the damages, he was the chief suspect, as he is the only National able to hit the ball farther than 300 feet. Furthermore, Zimmerman dented McConnell's 1998 Buick LeSabre last week when he overthrew first base by 15,000 feet on a routine grounder."This is unacceptable--Capitol rotundas don't just grow on trees, you know," read a statement drafted by House Speaker Nancy Pelosi following the event. "Not only are these damages going to cost a fortune--a fortune--to repair, but we specifically told the Washington Nationals baseball organization a thousand times before the season started to be extra-careful and to try not to hit the ball to left field."
I find it particularly amusing because I have a poster in my dube at work of the first pitch at Nationals Park, and you can see the Capitol off in the distance.
I'm kind of bummed because there was a small earthquake in Northern Virginia this afternoon (1.8 on the Richter scale), but I didn't feel it. It did, however, cause quite a stir on Twitter, according to Metroblogging DC.
In a spooky twist of fate, I actually was watching a program on the History Channel this morning about the San Francisco earthquake of 1906. Dun dun DUNNN!
I was in the car yesterday listening to the Orioles-Angels game when I heard something I hadn't heard before. Fred Manfra was talking, and I heard in the background a fairly loud announcement, though I couldn't quite make out what it said. Fred then said what the attendance was. Huh, I thought. I wonder if that announcement was telling the media the attendance. Later, I heard the announcer again, and could make out something about Sarfate. Fred then informed us that Sarfate was warming up in the bullpen, so I assume that there is a helpful announcer, at least in Anaheim. I think that's really neat. Now I want to know whether other stadiums have that as well, it's just harder to hear.
Also, you know you watch too much baseball when you recognize the names of the entire umpire crew. And actually have opinions about their umpiring skills.