I didn’t know poverty had been hanging around Indiana strip clubs lately, but it needs to watch its ass, because
“Stephen Jackson to fight poverty globally”
(And poverty better not throw a cup at any of Stephen’s teammates.)
What it is: 3/17/08
What I’m reading: During the weekend, I finished Love & Sleep
What I’m listening to: Dummy
What I’m watching: 2nd season of The Wire
What I’m drinking: Tim Horton’s coarse grind (French press style), a gift from my pals in Providence
Where I’m going: nowhere this week
What I’m happy about: Rufus is doing much better on the stairs.
What I’m sad about: Closing the crate door on the poor guy when I go to work in the morning, even though lots of people — including veterinarians and greyhound owners — told me not to get upset about doing it.
What I’m pondering: Whether I should get a microchip implanted that will give me an electric shock anytime I go more than 3 days without writing back to e-mails from friends or family. I feel like a heel lately.
Favre and Away
In other news about people with strange last names, Brett Favre has retired.
What it is: 3/3/08
What I’m reading: Love & Sleep
What I’m listening to: Pubic Fruit
What I’m watching: Blazing Saddles
What I’m drinking: Flying Dog’s Gonzo Imperial Porter, because it has Ralph Steadman’s illustration on its packaging
Where I’m going: Providence next weekend, to visit friends and get away for an overnight that doesn’t involve air-travel
What I’m happy about: Today’s my wife’s birthday! Visit her site and wish her a happy birthday!
What I’m sad about: That Thai Essence in Nutley, NJ destroyed my belief that there’s no such thing as a bad dish of pad thai
What I’m pondering: How long it took J.R. Smith to get this much ink
The official newspaper of Gil Roth
Recently, we began receiving the New York Sun, I think as an add-on to our Wall Street Journal subscription. I’m not entirely sure. I mean, I do know that the owner of our company canceled our office subscription to the New York Times a few years ago because he, um, disagreed with its political agenda.
Anyway, I was reading the Arts+ section of the Sun at the lunchtable today when I discovered that the section’s editor is actually . . . my alter ego!
How else can we explain the page 18 & 19 spread of today’s paper featuring this double-whammy:
Mysticism in Youth – Barbara Probst Solomon’s review of the early diaries of Jewish mystic & scholar Gershom Scholem
With Gasol, Lakers Now Look Unstoppable – John Hollinger’s weekly power rankings of the NBA
Toss in a front-page piece on Louis I. Kahn’s travel sketches, and the only conclusion to draw is that my lack of sleep is merely a cover for Tyler Durden-like plot to redefine arts & leisure in my own demented image.
Hedge Fun
Some editor at ESPN has deep ambivalence about Stephen Jackson:
A CLEAN LOOK
People have lots of ideas about Stephen Jackson. Almost none of them are quite right.
To quote Miller’s Crossing (again), “Don’t let on more than you have to.”
Numbers Game
News out of the Yankees’ camp is that they’ve issued Morgan Ensberg a jersey with #21. This makes me a little sad because, Paul O’Neill was one of my favorite Yankees during the 1996-2000 run. My two O’Neill images from the World Series are of him falling off the pile during the 1996 (?) celebration, and of him walking around right field in a daze after the 1999 sweep over the Braves, two days after his father’s death.
I know O’Neill wasn’t a home-grown Yankee, but I’d have given #51 out way before Paulie’s.
Crystal Mess
In my e-mail box this morning, from Macy’s:
Sadly, the odds are that someone in my office will buy this.
18-1!!!!!
GIANTS WIN!!!!!!!!!!
LA me down
I’m glad The Best Los Angeles Sports Arguments
- showing up at the beginning of the 2nd quarter
- leaving at the beginning of the 4th quarter
- both!