Late in 2011, I began to abhore watching Red Sox games because they were too damn long.
Baseball games became slow lethargic attention sucks.
The Chicken and Beer Stories were percolating. Josh Beckett, Jon Lester, and John Lackey spent all September eating biscuits and fried chicken, drinking beer, and playing video games in the clubhouse during games.
The Celtics were great to watch with KG, Paul Pierce and of course, Rondo, but the fouls and missed free throws were aggravating!
I turned my head to the Boston Bruins. The first Bruins Game, that I watched was against the Vancouver Canucks, when Burrows bit fingers, and Tim Thomas standing on his head in Goal!
The Big Bad Bruins, I had heard of in lore, was making quite an impression on me!
I have a photo on my smartphone, that reminds me of…
This woman who sits behind the Boston Bruins bench for every home game:
I call her Madame Tu.
Who is she?! I began to obsess. And of course, I Google-ask, and behold!
AmyBoston is on Twitter! I now read her Tweets after every game!
I love AmyBoston, and one day, when I go to a Bostone Bruins game at the TD Garden, I want to get a picture with her and her autograph.
The Best Bruins Fan I’ve Never Met! Yet!
David Bowie Rest In Peace
I remember in High School, I took a Radio Broadcasting class, and I failed my On-Mic Open House Program, because I played the live version of Station to Station which was over eight minutes long.
I became obsessed with Christiane F., and Berlin!
I spent my 21st birthday in Berlin, but sadly I can’t return for my 50th.
Which is weirder, nature or man?
Source: mousarris | Wave Coffee Table
This reminds me of Inception.
All of those nooks and crannies would collect cat fur, if I had this in my house.
The wormhole landed me in the blogosphere after my short bid in an alternate reality of memes, contrived talking points and kids’ pictures of people I don’t even know.