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DISC BASEBALL
Thursday, 19 April 2007 | |
Additional Props: Spots for Bases |
During the next week, (i.e. the World Series is in SAN FRANCISCO!), this blog will be all Brian Wilson, all the time. Next up on our Brian Wilson station, Brian Wilson sings the songs of Brian Wilson:
Many of you have seen this already, but Mr Chadwick Crawford showed it last night & it was news to me. (Our Department of Baseball is infrequently contributed to, anyway-- ah, hem). The late great Dock Ellis pitched a legendary No Hitter while tripping on acid, told the story many decades later, & artist James Blagden of No Mas animated on top:
David Rees (of the "Get Your War On" comic) has been blogging about his plan to win Mitt Romney's "Free & Strong America" essay contest. Here's the developments: On June Tenth, Rees wrote: Anyway, for all the writers out there, I was scanning a list of grants and fellowships (Yaddo, Guggenheim Fellowship, McArthur Genius Award, etc.) when I found a new prize that raises the bar on prestige and reward: "Mitt Romney political organization, the Free and Strong America PAC, is offering supporters a new chance to take an expenses-paid trip to Boston and join Mitt himself in his family’s seats at Fenway Park for a Red Sox Game." [...]All you have to do is write an essay about “What A Free and Strong America Means to Me.” A half hour later, he blogged: I reckon that's only the equivalent of ten or twelve twitter-twotes, which is more than I'm used to writing these days. Too bad, tho, it costs $50 to enter! Another half hour after that, he wrote: DEVELOPING … more information about the Mitt Romney essay contest … The author of the best essay will get to go to Boston with a guest, while the other top-five essays will be featured on the site, and the authors will receive baseballs personally autographed by Mitt himself. I’m telling everyone now: DON’T BOTHER ENTERING THIS CONTEST. I AM GOING TO WIN ALL THE BASEBALLS. “What does a free and strong America mean to me in 250 words or less?” That is the question I’m going to answer. Anyone who tries to answer it before me, you’re going down. The next day, "Gathering My 250 Words" I stayed up all night thinking of what a free and strong America means to me in 250 words or less … and dreaming of baseballs signed by Mitt Romney! (Seriously, if anyone else even thinks of entering this contest, there’s gonna be trouble courtesy of Hi & Lois, aka my FISTS.) Anyway, I’ve started collecting my 250 words for the essay. Here’s what I’ve got so far: Free (duh!) Still need a few more words … I’m working on it … I can smell the Romney sky box already … Yesterday, a competitor reared his head: I checked out Mitt Romney’s new web site, freeandstrongamerica.com, to see if there was more information about the essay contest I am going to win. Lo and behold, in a blog post about the essay contest, a commenter named Chris Bentley has posted the following: To me, free strong America means that when someone steals, there is punishment. Is that yours? No? Then you can’t take it. See? It’s simple. Another thing free strong America means to me is that if I want my family to have a puppy, they can have a puppy, OK? Thank you Milt for all you’re doing. “Milt?” This Chris Bentley fellow is going to give me a run for my money. Well, that’s fine– I’ll just run faster, harder, and stronger than him. Those baseballs are mine. My best to Mr Rees. Too bad the essay contest isn't democratically voted upon, as it should be in a Free & Strong America, then we could tilt the scales. I also noticed at Romney's website, one of his many studly sons Tagg Romney is still blogging for him. I wonder, when did Gov. Romney start consulting with Gov. Palin for baby names? OR, since Romney's children are older, maybe that's the secret influence of the Republican Guber-spawn names. (Remember, The Onion's suggestions for more Palin baby names were Frag, Moss, Scoot, Skiffer, Minnow, Plow, Snatch, Twiglet, and Drum). I think Tagg & Milt should unite with Track, Trig & Tripp, form a secret monosyllabic male society, & CONTROL THE WORLD....sorry for the light blogging recently. I’ve been busy with top-secret procrastination secrets “they” don’t want you to know about.
250 words or less? Please, I can knock this out in 25 words or less.
Strong (double duh!)
America (figure I’ll need this one)
The (x5) (stockpiling definite articles is smart, according to my writer friend)
Declaration of Independence
Terrorism (x2)
Principles
Bravery
Mitt Romney (x3) (LOL, a little buttering up never hurt anyone, right?)
YOGA (this is my own little twist I’m bringing, this’ll take the judges by surprise and I’ll win the contest!)

Dear Mr Quill,I apologize for implying, as I did below, that your baseball explanations, invaluable to me thru many games we watched together, are ungrounded & too "statistics-&-history-laden". I love these aspects of them, & was only contrasting them to my thirteen-year-old niece, whose explanations got me thru the Oakland Athletics game I attended on Monday, & are quite different than yours. I look forward to your analrapy of ours & imaginary bugario's national pastime, both as baseball correspondent at this website & at your bulgarious blog All Forgotten East. I will be more careful with my words about sensitive subjects in the future.I love this picture of you, above, riding that man towards victory, riding him hard. Victory!Your Obedient S'rv'nt,Mr Welsch
Last time I attempted to live-tweet something, they came in all out of order & delayed. I was happy that tonight's twitterings seemed to come into the tweetosphere punctually & chronologically. Sending Mr Quill, our Bulgarious Baseball correspondent, updates from the Oakland Coliseum was almost like being there with him - however, going with my niece, she has a more grounded, less statistics-&-history-laden way of explaining the game to me. Altho I didn't get any responses, I'm pretty confident that Mr Quill woke up at dawn Baghdad-time to follow my play-by-play.
SSandrigon@qwill I'm going to an A's game tonight. Nomar is out with calf trouble. Live tweets starting at 5am, Bulgica time.about 11 hours ago from txt
SSandrigon@qwill orlando Cabrera just hit a foul real close to us, behind 1st base. The security made me dump my water bottle full of beer.about 4 hours ago from txt
SSandrigon@qwill sparse crowd growing sparser when it rains. 2nd inning sucked for A's pitcher Anderson.about 3 hours ago from txt
SSandrigon@qwill score's Angels 5-0 & they're taking out lame Anderson before the top of the fifth is over.about 3 hours ago from txt
SSandrigon@qwill Cabrera's third time at bat, knocked the hat off the right fielder, finally on base.about 3 hours ago from txt
SSandrigon@qwill double! Orlando's in scoring position! Matt Holliday at bat.about 3 hours ago from txt
SSandrigon@qwill bases loaded, they're playing dramatic movie music with church bells. Travis Buck at bat.about 2 hours ago from txt
SSandrigon@qwill balk!about 2 hours ago from txt
SSandrigon@qwill i just spent twenny bucks on the world's smallest coldest pizza & the world's flatest fat tire.about 2 hours ago from txt
SSandrigon@qwill Suzuki purposeless one-run home run. Orlando up for the fourth time.about 2 hours ago from txt
SSandrigon@qwill a's pitcher Gallagher hasn't allowed any points, but he has sprayed the audience with all manner of smashed fruit detritus.about 2 hours ago from txt
SSandrigon@qwill 5-2, a tiny crowd, a pitiful game with only one tense moment. Going to search the emptying stadium for treasures.about 2 hours ago from txt
Coming soon to our popular Correspondences Section: Peace Negotiations, Revisions, Squabbles & Outtakes from our Special Political Editorial: Endorsement for President of the United States of Frontier Village, Nebraska.
Meantime, here is a lively chat amongst some of our contributors:
I came to my parents' house at Lake Tahoe for the Thanksgiving week, with a long to-do list (including a grad-school application, a checkbook, & a few cluttered thoughts). So far my only accomplishment is to go "Pro" on the Nintendo Wii Baseball, meaning my "skill level" topped the 1000 point theshold, which took many visits home in the last year. Congratulations! Out of the Park! For a man who grew up without video games, missed them as a recreation in college, possesses only a haphazard understanding of baseball rules & stradegy, this is a weird monumental achievement. My right arm muscles are aching sore from the Wii controller. My character, JamesHenry, looks a lot like me, except without legs. My complaints about the game are: A) No double plays, B) My lame outfield consists of my father & brother's avatars, who, like Manny Ramiriz, is occasionally clutch & occasionally drops the ball, C) It's hard to tell when the computer is pitching a fastball or a splitter, but I guess that's the point. Now, as thanks for achieving Pro status, I'm getting squished by the computer's pro opponants.
| Date: | Mon, 22 Oct 2007 15:43:17 -0700 (PDT) |
| From: | "James Welsch" <_@itwaslost.org> |
| Subject: | Several quotes about snake-oil |
| To: | "Sigal" <__________@gmail.com> |
TOBIAS:
Ladies and gentlemen!
May I have your attention, perlese!
(Beats Drum)
Do you wake every morning in shame and despair
to discover your pillow is covered with hair
Wot ought to be there?
Well, ladies and gentlemen,
From now on you can waken at ease.
You need never again have a worry or care,
I will show you a miracle, marvelous, rare.
Gentleman, you are about to see something
that rose from the dead!
On the top of my head
Scarcley a month ago, gentlemen,
I was struck with a 'orrible
Dermatalogic disease.
Though the finest physicians in London were called,
I awakened one morning amazed and appalled
To discover with dread that my head was bald
As a novice's knees.
I was dying of shame
Till a gentleman came,
An illustrious barber, Pirelli by name.
He gave me a liquid as precious as gold,
I rubbed it in daily like wot I was told,
And behold!
(Takes off cap dramatically, to reveal hair down to his shoulders.)
Only thirty days old!
Twas Pirelli's
Magical Elixir,
That's wot did the trick, sir,
True, sir, true.
Was it quick sir?
Did it in a tick, sir,
Just like an elixir
Ought to do!
How about a bottle, mister?
Only costs a penny garanteed.
Crowd:(at the same time)
1st man: Penny buys a bottle, I don't know...
2nd man: You don't need...
1st man: Ah, let's go!
Tobias (to third man): Go ahead and tug, sir.
3rd man: Penny for a bottle, is it?
Tobias: Go ahead, sir, harder...
TOBIAS:(alone)
Does Pirelli's
Stimulate the growth, sir?
You can have my oath, sir,
'Tis unique.
Rub a minute
Stimulatin', i'n' it?
Soon you'll have to thin it
Once a week!
Penny buys a bottle, garanteed!
&c.
| Date: | Mon, 22 Oct 2007 14:36:52 -0700 (PDT) |
| From: | "James Welsch" |
| Subject: | Well done, man. |
| To: | "James Eliot Quill" <____________@gmail.com> |
it came And wept at our wintry Door: Look! look! behold! Gwendolen Is become a Clod of Clay! Merlin is a Worm of the Valley!