Friday, June 27, 2008


Why are wax museums so scary? I went to the one at Fisherman's Wharf again last week (out-of-town visitors with me, of course), and I got the heebiejeebies as usual. I'm not scared of candles or even ear wax. Ooh, maybe if each figure had a wick coming out of its head. Yeah, that's what they need. I'll drop a suggestion in the museum's box.

Friday, June 13, 2008


My dad isn't exactly great with the interwebs. He knows they are a series of tubes and all, but he's not really comfortable with actually using them. He knows I get most of my sports tickets online, and he wanted to get some WWE wrestling tickets for my nephews. (I explained to him that WWE should really fall under the category of theater, but whatever.)

Anyway, I walked him through the process of googling, clicking, and all that fun stuff. He did the whole transaction himself, and I was so proud. Now I have some idea how he must have felt watching me learn as a kid. Cheesy I know, but it was a nice moment.

Happy Fathers Day, Dad!

Wednesday, June 04, 2008

OTAs Starting

They call OTAs (organized team activities) voluntary, but I wonder how often players dare to opt out. That's kind of like saying going to the office Christmas party is voluntary. Or that it's okay to really let loose while you're at it. Riiiight.