A 726-lb. bear was caught in the town next to ours.
In related news, Andrew Sullivan announced he’s moving out here! (ba-dum-dum!)

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A 726-lb. bear was caught in the town next to ours.
In related news, Andrew Sullivan announced he’s moving out here! (ba-dum-dum!)
In the Official Newspaper of Gil Roth, Tim Marchman has an article today on how the “corporate ownership” wave in baseball never came to fruition, looking back on the 10th anniversary of the Piazza trade from LA to Florida. Marchman makes the key point that, as the decade has passed, the ranks of MLB ownership includes more smart, rich, white guys (and hispanics) and fewer Belgians. And that’s a sentiment we can all get behind.
(BONUS! Today’s ONGR also has an obit for Irena Sendler, the righteous woman who helped smuggle 2,500 Jewish children out of the Warsaw ghetto. I got choked up while reading her story at the lunch table, but no one else was in the room, so I didn’t have to kill anyone.)
After your tenth anniversary at my company, you get 20 vacation days per year (plus personal days and comps for travel). After your eleventh anniversary, you get a little sadder.
What I’m reading: Lush Life, by Richard Price.
What I’m listening to: Rain, by Joe Jackson. I’m 37, and I’ve been listening to Joe Jackson for 26 years, when Steppin’ Out was a single. That’s a long time. Anyway, this new record is eschews the big production of his previous album, Volume 4
. It’s just a trio: Joe on piano and vocals, bassist Graham Maby and drummer David Houghton. It sounds a lot like his Summer in the City
live record, which featured a similar trio. His lyrics are still alternately witty and a little awkward, but he’s still got some delightful melodies in him. This record’s enough to make me forgive him for Night & Day II
.
What I’m watching: More NBA playoffs and the third season of The Wire
What I’m drinking: Brooklyn Brewery Summer Ale.
Where I’m going: Nowhere!
What I’m happy about: That lunch on Friday still seems pretty awesome to me.
What I’m sad about: That I had to mute the broadcast of the Lakers-Jazz game on Sunday after Mike Tirico had to deliver an extended shill for the new installment of High School Musical . . . and two of its stars happen to be sitting right next to us at courtside! Great corporate synergy, DisneyABCESPN. You probably managed to ensnare a whole new audience for High School Musical: you know, hardcore hoops fans who blew off Mothers Day to watch an NBA playoff game.
What I’m pondering: A whole ton of gardening/landscaping issues, now that the tree removal guys have done their business.
Separated at birth: Charles Barkley from tonight’s TNT NBA playoff pregame show, and Jon Polito (as Johnny Caspar in Miller’s Crossing).
“I’m a sporting man. I like to lay the occasional bet.”
Do fashion detectives get promoted from the rank-and-file of the fashion police?
The government of France and Italy are clearly waging a massive buildup . . . of hot chicks!
In response to Nicholas Sarkozy’s romance and wedding with hottie Carla Bruni, recently-restored-to-power Silvio Berlusconi appointed Mara Cafagna to the obviously BS cabinet post of equal opportunities minister!
How do you say, “She has a position on my staff,” in Italian?
Today I decided to have lunch at one of my favorite restaurants, A Mano, an upscale Neapolitan pizza place in Ridgewood, NJ. I got there around 2pm, in the midst of a typhoon (nice day to start our Friday summer hours: 50 degrees and pouring). I opened the door, and saw there wasn’t a single customer inside. A waitress stepped out from the back office. I asked, “You open?”
“Yeah,” she said. “Come on in.”
I sat down at a table, ordered my favorite pizza (the A Mano: bufula mozzarella, prosciutto di Parma, arugula, cherry tomatoes, shaved gran cru, and extra virgin olive oil), watched the cook head over to the wood-burning oven to get my pie started, and listened to nobody.
I thought, “Of the top 10 things I love in this world, I have to include
The pizza didn’t take them too long. It was as wonderful as I expected. As I finished it, the waitress came by to ask if I needed anything.
I should’ve asked her to play a Sam Cooke CD on an infinite loop. That’s about the only way the moment would’ve been better.
My office decided to go with Friday summer hours (8am-1pm) a few weeks early! We rock! Now enjoy some Unrequired Reading, especially those of you who have to work a full day!
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