See, why should I care? Why should I even care? I think the last time I even watched a baseball game was a random Baysox one with out-of-state people. And I've been in a crappy mood all afternoon since I accidently copied over some files I needed for a project I was working on. And yet, I flip to channel five and see 6-0 Boston, and suddenly I'm grinning like an idiot.

Forget the *Yankees* being evil. I forgot that sports in general were an insidious method of mass mind control being used for dubious purposes by The Man. I must never forget that again.

And I wore my only sports logo clothing today, my old-style O's tee, with black overalls and a bright orange overshirt which used to hang in Dad's closet, since it was here, and I was amused by the Kodel(tm) stamped on the tails, so I ventured into the scary world of vintage clothing in an attempt to find out just how *long* it had been hanging in Dad's closet, and whether it dates to the same era as my equally-orange curtains which were also Dad's. Did I mention the world of vintage clothing is scary? The best I could tell from the dates given for Kodel in clothing, and the style of the tag and the Manhattan logo, it must be on the order of thirty years old. And still DURA BRITE ! For some reason, I don't think it was ever worn much.

( that silly book meme )

( and for the heck of it, the unique things meme )

Oh dear, the Yankees got a run while I was writing this. How sad. But the Sox caught up!