25andteething

ramblings on life, love and the Boston Red Sox - not necessarily in that order...

19 April 2005

The Love Poems of Marichiko

The Love Poems of Marichiko

You ask me what I thought about
Before we were lovers.
The answer is easy.
Before I met you
I didn't have anything to think about.

Kenneth Rexroth (1905-1982)

19-8 is a good thing

crazy as it seems, i, for one, am THRILLED that the yankees won 19-8. b/c only good things happen happen when the yankees win 19-8 - i don't know, GREATEST COMEBACK IN HISTORY...

18 April 2005

smiling and a SiaS 'statement'

sometimes all it takes to make me smile on a monday morning is a SiaS 'statement'...

Enough is enough. I am bitterly disappointed as I'm sure all Yankee fans are by the lack of performance by our team. It is unbelievable to me that the highest-paid team in baseball would start the season in such a deep funk. They are not playing like true Yankees. They have the talent to win and they are not winning. I expect Joe Torre, his complete coaching staff and the team to turn this around.

yep, that's it. all it took for me to wake up with a smile was hearing this during my nightly 3 am restlessness...it's not so bad to be an insomniac when you get to hear statements from georgie porgie in the middle of the night.

13 April 2005

waves of remembrance

Sent on a Sheet of Paper with a Heart Shape Cut Out of the Middle of It

Empty, or open-hearted? Where
A full heart spoke once, now a strong
Outline is the most I dare:
A window opening onto fair
Shining meadows of hopefulness? Or long
Silence where there once was song,
Waves of remembrance in the darkening air.

John Hollander

live in the along

Speech to the Young
Speech to the Progress-Toward(
Among Them Nora and Henry III)

Say to them,say to the down-keepers,
the sun-slappers,
the self-soilers,
the harmony-hushers,
"Even if you are not ready for day
it cannot always be night."
You will be right.
For that is the hard home-run.
Live not for battles won.
Live not for the-end-of-the-song.
Live in the along.

Gwendolyn Brooks

steps

sometimes the miles you’ve traveled are not nearly as important as being ready to take that next step

11 April 2005

chills

it's a great day to be a red sox fan. keep tearing up for no reason, getting the chills as well. five months doesn't seem enough time to celebrate this momentous event, but it's enough for me to realize that sometimes it does pay off to be a believer.

ring day

so today is the day the rings are handed out, in front of the mfys, fittingly enough. the home opener always takes on a certain persona, but this one is different. this isn't 'is this the year?'; this is 'last year was THE year'. it's hard to imagine a ring ceremony at fenway park. who will throw out the first pitch? it's been rumored that it's tedy bruschi (from bdd, WEEI's Dennis and Callahan Are Reporting that Tedy Bruschi Will Be Among a Group Throwing Out the First Pitch at Fenway Today. Players from the Last Celtics, Bruins, and Patriots World Champion Teams are Expected to Be on the Mound)...will arod and jeter watch from the visitor's dugout, or will they conveniently be in the clubhouse with the tv off? derek lowe is coming, but alas, no pedro (outstanding game yesterday, btw). he did, however, have some nice words for his former teammates and manager: "I wish them well and I hope Tito [Francona] gets better. I hope that everything works out beautifully for them and the fans. They really earned it and they deserved it." when asked when he would get his ring, petey, our petey, replied, "I have no idea, but I'm not worried about it. I'm just glad that they're getting it, and that means that they're the champions. And I am a champion also."

so i've got chills again; imagine that. i'm recording baseball tonite and the entire game, just in case i miss any part of the ceremony. it's rare that i am more interested in the pregame ceremony than in the actual game, although it is equivalent to how i felt prior to the bball game last monday night; i was more interested in 'one shining moment' than roy williams and unc.

i wonder if this is the equivalent of an engagement ring - honestly, i would much rather have a world series ring than any diamond solitaire...

sure, we've already played three games, but at the stadium. proved all the ghosts are gone - and that we have mo's number - game 7 answered those doubts; faithful author o'nan details it well: ''it's as if the sox had walked through the stadium driving stakes through every single ghost's, vampire's and yankee fan's rotten cobwebby heart."

08 April 2005

Where the Sidewalk Ends

I loved this poem as a child, struggled to find the 'deeper meaning' in it when examining children's literature for symbolism in high school and grasped that it was whatever one makes of it as an adult. It may be a children's poem, but like so much other "children's literature", it's meaning goes so much deeper than initial asssessments.

Where the Sidewalk Ends

There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.

Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.

Shel Silverstein

07 April 2005


Petey and his midget in better times
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not a good day for petey

so on the same day that Pedro is annoited #32 on NYC's most loathsome list (http://nypress.com/18/13/news&columns/50most.cfm), he tells the sox to keep his ring (http://msn.foxsports.com/mlb/story/3523312). i still adore him, but see how so many people absolutely despise him...

32. Pedro MartinezPitcher, New York Mets
The Yankees may be his daddy, but the Mets are most definitely his bitch. The mercurial, ferret-looking, 33-year-old crybaby duped the Mets to the tune of $53 million into thinking he's an eight-inning pitcher still capable of producing anything but mediocre numbers and gel stains on his pillow. Pedro can still throw hard, but it's obvious his days of dominance are behind him. According to the Daily News, New Mets GM Omar Minaya wanted to bring a high-profile Dominican player to the franchise in the hopes that future prospects would mimic the fading star and join the Mets. But one Dominican has already declared he will stay far away form the Mets. Twenty-eight-inch-tall Nelson de la Rosa, the miniature former actor who befriended and joined Martinez in the clubhouse after several key Red Sox victories last season has already distanced himself after Pedro reportedly called de La Rosa a "palm-sized pipsqueak." The tiny Dominican, heartbroken, vowed never to follow Martinez's career again. Let the mighty Mets midget curse begin.

just a failure

so if ignorance is bliss and oblivion is the mark of a true dreamer, then what to make of the fact that failure breaks you and robs you of your dreams? no longer ignorant or oblivious or a dreamer, just a failure, plain and simple.

06 April 2005

a start on 100 random facts a/b me

having some writer's block and have found that making lists gets my mind churning...so here goes.

1. i HATE lettuce, but will eat salads.
2. i write with my right hand, but i eat and brush my teeth with my left.
3. my favorite dessert is rhubarb pie.
4. i eat sugar when i have food allergies.
5. i share my birthday with woody guthrie, lbj and bastille day.
6. i hate the yankees but own a retro yankees jersey.
7. i wish i was pedro martinez.
8. i am deathly afraid of midgets.
9. i am able to spend long amounts of time alone daydreaming and making up stories in my head.
10. i haven't ever been in a fight, but told my ex-best friend in the fifth grade to meet me on the corner after school, but to give me a good half an hour so i could go home and take out my contacts so she had a fighting chance.
11. i love the smell of skunks, gasoline, paint, ammonia, bleach, paint thinner, etc.
12. i am terrified of the movie 'cocoon'.
13. my uncle's favorite story a/b me involves my use of the word 'texture' to describe my dislike of onions and celery at age 4.
14. i can't sleep with the closet door open.
15. when my brother and i were little, we used to shoot free throws in the snow without socks or shoes until we hit 10 in a row (and then competed against one another from there).
16. one of the many mean things i did as an adolescent was $5 u.p. bets with amanda at dances. i won the 'granddaddy of them all' when i danced with TOAD and the red-headed nerd at church camp.
17. i told my parents i didn't know how to get from my house to school so that i didn't have to walk - they were convinced for years that i had no sense of direction.
18. when i was ten, my neighbors had their trim and front door painted teal. i thought it was hideous and refused to look that direction ever again.
19. i have had a fabulous sense of 'gaydar' even as a child.
20. i never slept with stuffed animals, just eggie, my egg-crate pillow.
21. my all-time favorite movie quote is 'you see that's all I really want to do billy boy. i want to leap off this pier and fly high into the air and hang out with the wind and drift with the clouds. and at night with the moon full and the sea wild, i'd meet my lover high on a cliff and we'd swoop down into the ocean and swim all the way and touch the bottom, up through the dark water and break the surface. and then we'd fly to jamaica for pina coladas. god i wish i wish i could do that.'
22. i was named for the joni mitchell song 'chelsea morning'.
23. my dad nicknamed me 'rupert' when i was a child. we were watching a padres game (i had a crush on steve garvey) in the early 80's, and this giant black man comes up to bat. he runs to first base, whereupon i insist to my father that 'he runs just like me'. (he too was pigentoed). from then on, my dad called me rupert.
24. my nickname in middle school was 'runt'.
25. when people asked how i got to be a red sox fan when i was a child from amarillo, i responded that my grandfather played for them. when they asked who, i shrugged and replied, 'ted williams'.
26. i almost got kicked out of church camp in 1993; marcie, aw and i (with help from a few other non-willing church camp participants) fed a girl toilet water, had the ultimate u.p. game, convinced the younger girls that their room was rat-infested, skipped ALL of our activities, barricaded our counselor out of the room, tried to run away, washed off the 'whitewashing' on the bathroom windows, refused to fast, called our parents to tell them they were starving us, made fun of chuck the sweater guy, made up lyrics to all the church songs, replacing everything with 4-letter words, and more. that was also the only time i have ever kissed anyone who had a girlfriend.
27. i backed through my garage on my way to school one morning without ever knowing it, then called my dad in tears telling him my car had been hit at the vball game the night before.
28. i'm a member of PETA, but probably eat 5 cheeseburgers a week.
29. i LOVE to litter; it makes me happy, but i've recently stopped.
30. my brother locked me on the balcony memorial weekend my ninth grade year. i got second degree burns on my nose and chest; he was forced to be my personal servant for the entire summer.
31. i enjoy teen movies.
32. my grandfather mixed milkduds in with the popcorn every time we went to the movies when i was a child; i was convinced for years that was the way popcorn came at the theatre.
33. the only time my brother and i used our two-story playhouse was as a means for launching rotten tomatoes at cars driving down the street.
34. i am a descendant of mary queen of scots and grace kelly.
35. i love chocolate, but hate chocolate cake and chocolate icing.
36. i got drunk for the first time at a royals/red sox game as a child; my dad took my brother and me; we sat on the upper deck behind home plate at a day game; it was 100+ outside; the only vendor coming up there was the beer guy, so dad just kept buying us beers. he had to carry us both out over his shoulders.
37. i am excessively polite to all waitstaff and people who work in 'serving' positions; this is not only because i was raised to be this way, but secretly to make up for what a bitch i was when i was younger.
38. the worst thing i ever said to my dad growing up was nye, my junior year in high school. my parents tried to give me a curfew (i didn't ever have a curfew), i laughed, so they told me to stay home. dad got up close to me and was yelling, and i coughed and requested that 'he please brush his teeth first before he yell in my face again'.
39. tiffany and i keyed barry's new bmw when we were house-sitting for lindsey's parents in high school. amanda, tiffany and i keyed tony's car at pdc when we found out he cheated on aw at prom.
40. i cried in the shower when i visited elayna in portales b/c i felt so sorry for her living there.
41. i backed the suburban through my brother's pride and joy boston garden locker when i was in middle school.
42. i only wash my hair twice, maybe three times, a week.
43. i cry harder at '8 seconds' than any other movie.
44. i have an unhealthy love for teen soap operas: 90210, veronica mars, dawson's creek, gilmore girls, the o.c.
45. i actually like the taste of rice cakes.
46. i am hypoglycemic and went through a phase where i was fainting every day or two; the worst was the day i fainted going up the stairs to my garage apartment and woke up and had no idea where i was or how long i had been there.
47. i would convert to judaism for theo epstein, no questions asked.
48. my brother and i used to pretend that we were poor mexicans named juan carlos and juanita carlotta when we were little. we worked in a salsa factory and as hairdressers.
49. i haven't ever finished driver's ed or taken a driver's test.
50. i eat pats of butter plain.
51. i wouldn't have been satisfied if the red sox would have won the world series last year without beating the yankees first.
52. the first time i saw my ex-boyfriend without a shirt on (at the pool), i cringed and asked if he had been stabbed or had surgery; come to find out, it was just stretch marks.
53. i hate wearing shoes and contemplate becoming a hippie just so i can go barefoot all the time.
54. christian and i were nicknamed 'the zipline killers' after we almost (seriously) killed a girl at castaway camp the summer before ninth grade; she shattered her hip.
55. sometimes when i get angry with god, i talk to people i was close to who have died instead.
56. aw taught us all how to smoke, then quit while the rest of us continued smoking.
57. my first car was, in fact, a cherry red porsche.
58. i'll settle down when i meet the perfect combination of ed stevens, dylan mckay, pacey witter and kirk herbstreet.
59. i would rather have webbed fingers than no thumb.
60. i keep raisins and chocolate chips in my drawer, and i know that the perfect balance is 3:2; but whenever anyone comes by and asks what i'm eating, i just say 'raisins'.

02 April 2005

The Time Has Come

WICKED HAWD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!