I need to get my stalk on

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

So I went to the Brewers' rally yesterday at the Summerfest grounds with some people and I was like 5 feet from the stage. Which ment when the players came out and went up to talk I was five feet from the players!

Weeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Here's a picture from Milwaukee Journal Sentinel. Ryan Braun is signing some autographs (and no, I didn't get any *le sigh*) and I'm in it as well!

Hehe! Amazing! But I am PISSED! PISSED I SAY! I left my beloved Craig Counsell shirt at home and it would have been the perfect opportunity to get it autographed because he was RIGHT FREAKIN' THERE! Damnit! I'm just overall disturbed that I forgot it. Seriously? How the hell could I do that?

If you'd like to see for yourself here is a link to the album on facebook. I took more pictures but those are the cream of the crop.

I also broke down and bought an NL Wild Card tshirt at a semi-"we have you here and are caught up in the moment so we're gonna screw you with your pants on" price. It's ok though. There's logic behind it. 1) I want it for the series and don't know when I'd be able to go buy one before it starts and 2) The money I ponied up is money I'll save on gas! ok so I wouldn't spend 7 extra bucks on gas but that's ok. I gotta buy it when I can. I am not waiting 26 years for another chance!

Look at its beauty!

ok freaks and geeks I'm out. Remember, 2 p.m. central time tomorrow on TBS Brewers @ Phillies! Watch it and root for Milwaukee. But if they start to suck and you don't normally watch the games, please stop watching. That's all I ask.

Peace!

Crazy Hallmark

... get it? Wild Card...crazy Hallmark? Ahahahahaha! Oh I'm lame.

Anyway, I'm more in a state of mind where I can type with out going nutso.

...

Well, I'll try.

They have done it! It comes down to the last friggin' game of the season but oh have they done it! My boys! The Brew Crew came through!

CC ya in the playoffs!

Do you Brew-lieve?

It definitely was a game in which I should have probably popped a Tums or twenty five. It was by no means a blow out or a guarantee win. It took my man, Mr Counsell, to draw a walk with the bases loaded to tie the game at 1-1. Then it took a two run home run by Ryan Braun in the 8th to put the Brewers ahead 3-1. And CC Sabathia pitched the entire game on three days rest too.

I was a nervous nelly through the whole game. When it got to be the 5th or 6th inning I had to watch in my room so I could distract myself by doing homework because I could just feel my stomach lining wearing thin. It's crazy how the fate of 25 men affects me so. And it's nice not getting my heart broken by them for once.

Ah! I can't believe it! Yes a few post ago I was saying their playoff hopes had died a slow and painful death. Yes I was being pessimistic on the outlook of the season. But you know what that's called? That's called tough love. Yeah.

I subscribe to the school of tough love and my boys needed some. That right Bill Hall bobblehead on my desk, you shake your head in agreement with me because you know it's true! It paid off didn't it? Yes it did. After the win Friday night I wanted nothing more then to be like 'Ahhhhhhhhhh! They could have this thing wrapped up by tomorrow! Ahhhhh!' but I didn't cuz I knew things could go wrong, and they did. Even after they won today and the Mets were losing 4-2 I didn't go buck wild, I just went wild, until that final out was recorded. Then I jumped up and down and threw my cup. I contemplated giving myself a beer shower but a few things stopped me. 1) I would have to clean it up. 2) That's a waste of perfectly good beer and where I come from you don't do that and 3) that would be really, really weird. Alright I lied. I never thought about giving myself a beer shower until now. And that's cuz I might be drinking one in celebration!

Speaking of celebration I'm gonna be a super fan and go to the rally tomorrow in Milwaukee for the Brewers. I hope I win some free shit! I hope I get to see my favorite! And there are fireworks! woo! Kick ass sea bass!

Ok enough of this. I must do some other things.

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OH MY FUCKING GOD THE BREWERS HAVE MADE THE PLAYOFFS!

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

...I will blog more about it later. At the moment I'm too busy being hocked up on excitment!


FUCK YES MILWAUKEE!!!

FUCK YES!

Slammin'

Man almighty do my boys know how to win in style!

Not only do they win in the bottom of the ninth, oh no. Not only do they win off a home run, that was so two nights ago. They win off of a walk-off grand slam. Yeah. That's right. They easily could have won on a bloop single to center, a shot down the third base line.

No, no. Not my guys. A Grand ol' fucking Slam with two outs and two strikes on Mr Ryan Braun. Then pow! Outta here!


Braunie is worth his multimillion dollar contract.


And he is also worth looking at.

I could wash my clothes on those abs! Wheeeeew-weeee! I could set up camp on there! I like this untucking of the shirts after a win more and more.

Oh sorry. I just got lost looking. I won't share what I'm picturing in my head right now, not exactly PG. But not X either. More R then anything.

I just wanna poke each one. Boop! (and no, that's not the scene unfolding in my head)

Though to be honest I'm not a huge fan of a chiseled tummy. Sure it's nice but after a little while I think it looks unnatural. A little flab is fine by me. Plus my preferential torso exposure is when a dude wears like a button down shirt not buttoned up all the way and there's a hint of yummy. Dude boobs sure aren't a turn on but the whole package, from neck to naval, is nice.

Well that was weird.

What are these labels for posts? Is that when a link thing goes at the bottom of the page? Perhaps I'll try.

Alright. I'm outtie, but not like Ryan Braun's belly button.

...it does put a link there. Hmm.

Oh get me to the church...er...back yard in time!

Hey hos and foes what's happening?

The big ol' back yard wedding this weekend went off without a hitch. Except the part were Tyler and Tori got hitched! Ahaha!

...wow am I lame today.

Seriously though, it was perfect. Tori was beautiful in her dress and Tyler looked like a moron in a tux! I kid, I kid. The boy can clean up. The weather was outstanding, sunny skies and it was warm. If anything a little too warm but better that then cold.

I must say, I was surprised my mother didn't blow a fuse or seven. Though she was a bit snippy to me in the morning but not nearly as bad as I thought it was gonna be. Everybody was calm and collected, just ready to roll.

To be honest I don't have an audio memory of the ceremony. Visually it is there but what they were saying um...yeah. Not so sure. I was scampering about snapping off dozens upon dozens of pictures, plowing into people in the process. I should get a review mirror for the camera cuz I'd be backing up to get a shot and whoops! Sorry lady! Or whoops! Hello inadament object!

I think the memory card in the camera had a capacity of 500 pictures and when it was all over and done with I had something like 30 left to take. Ahehe. So I have an itchy trigger finger! But there are some that can be deleted for sure. More is better in a situation such as that.

Why am I listening to 'N Sync?

Oh! Speaking of sync-ing, I spent over an hour Friday night getting the playlist the way I wanted it for the reception and I think about three songs when in order. All that work for nothing! Except for during the process I did have one of biggest neck cracking in recent memory followed with a back cracking which felt fantastic! That was a slight perk in an otherwise frustrating hour. ITunes was being a bitch and driving me nuts. Plus it was 11 p.m. and I was tired.

Yesterday was the Cheese Days Parade and I finally got fresh from the fat cheese curds! FINALLY!

But holy crap is that parade long! Seriously. I was ready to go after the New Glarus Ladder Company. I love those guys! The perk to every parade, watching the dude climb up the ladder. Oh and the racing sausages were there! Yay! Go Brewers! I also got my first experience of scraping candy out of a child's mouth. Yes that was fun. Abag also got to share in the festivities. Austin was eating a tootsie roll when it got stuck in his teeth and on the roof of his mouth so Ashley dug it out. Then a while later he walked over to her and opened his mouth, lo and behold another tootsie roll was plastered up there. Since she was holding a dog Ashley thought it was wise not to stick her finger in his mouth he turned to me to get it out. Yummy. Then he started to bite me a little, the punk. But he is so damn cute so all is forgiven.

After the cheesey afternoon I had to go to the newspaper on the way back to WW to submit my article. It was probably 730-ish when I got there. No one was there so I was sitting there tippity typing away when the police scanner or something started to talk and wow. It scared the crap out of me. I was already a little on edge because it felt like I shouldn't be there and then that thing started talking. It was so strange sitting there all alone in the semi-darkness, don't know why. Just one of those things.

Alright. Time to do something productive.

see ya home slices.

Wait, what?!

Holy shit my brother is getting married in two freakin' days. What?!

I know it really isn't out of the blue (well it sort of is) but it's just like "um what?" I still find it a little weird. Not as weird as thinking in a few months he's gonna be a daddy! Holy fuck buckets people! Holy fuck buckets. You know, that's when I realized we weren't kids any more. Well I guess I've known for a while we aren't kids but that, the call, is when it really sunk in that things are gonna be different.

Anyway two days! TWO DAYS! And I have so much to do! Well, maybe not a lot of things to do but I view my tasks as important. First off I have to sync the music. Much like I did for the playlists for the trip to Nashville and DC, I must go through the reception playlist and make sure there is beautiful transitions between each song, that the flow of music is smooth and to put it simply quite amazing. My goal is that it will be so beautifully done that no one will even notice it. Yes. I'm like a Navy SEAL, if I my job right you won't even know it happened. I also have to sync up the Dinner Mints playlist. The music that will be playing during dinner, duh. But calling it dinner mints pains me a little. If I am to understand it correctly, there will be NO dinner mints at the wedding. I'm sorry but that alone makes me think of boycotting it. It is not a backyard function without dinner mints god damnit! Graduation parties, dinner mints! I need DINNER MINTS! I had great plans of getting sick off of a belly full of beer and dinner mints being sloshed together by sporadic dance movements. Now that's not gonna happen. Though perhaps I'll by a bag, hide them in the woods somewhere, and slip 'em in under the radar.

My other big task is to learn the ins and outs of the new camera I'm going to be using for the pictures. That's right ladies and gents, I am the official wedding photographer a thank ya. My 'rents went out and bought a digital SLR for me to use so I gotta figure out how that beast is gonna work. Should be straight forward, just like my regular SLR only no film. I'm totally gonna look the part too. I plan on having three cameras. Yes three! My film SLR, digital SLR and my digital point and shoot. Yeah that's right. Total paparazzi!

One thing I am feeling sad about this weekend is I won't be able to get my groove on in the beer tent at Cheese Days Friday night. Le sigh. I have to cover a football game so I won't be able to be there. It's ok though. I will be going to the parade on Sunday so I will get me so cheese curds for once! I haven't had Green County cheese curds in YEARS! That isn't even an overstatement. I didn't go to the last Cheese Days (gasp!) and I don't know when I went to the fair last. Maybe two years ago. So I haven't had fresh from the fat fryer cheese curds in way to long.

Alright I have to go. Must go get some stuff straighted out in regards to school.

Keep on keeping on!

A Picture is Worth 1000 Words

In light of the recent dismissal of Brewers manager Ned Yost, I have compiled some photographs to illustrate how the season has unfolded. Sit back and enjoy what I call "Progression of the Inevitable"

Spring Training started out all smiles for Milwaukee.

The players were happy and optimistic at the year ahead; much like the original CC here.

Sure the season started out slower then they would have liked but things took off in the month of May.

Oh, but things started to go wrong.

With poor player performances ensuing and a manager sticking with his guys, the call for Yost to be toast started.

Oh but a sweet August was upon us! The Brewers had one of the best records in the National League for the month!

But the wicked winds of September started to blow. And so did the Brewers. To fans the lyrics of a Green Day song were on the mind. "Wake me up when September ends." Oh how Ned Yost must have felt the same.

Finally after watching their playoff hopes die a painful death in Philadelphia, the powers that be decided to pull the plug on Yost. (Yes I know it's a repeat picture!)

And so with 12, almost 11, games left of the season and the Brewers are in a perilous position. At times they danced upon the throne of the central, then the wild card. Now they are tripping all over themselves as another season blows up in the final stretch.

...alright that was a little lame.

Auf Wiedersehen Darling

Goodbye Ned Yost, goodbye.

Getting Growed Up

Man I guess I'm growing up.

The day has come.

Tonight I am covering the local high school football game for the daily newspaper. Holla! I am officially a stinger/freelance reporter for the Union. Not too shabby considering it has about a 7,000 circulation. I'm excited yet nervous. I have a game plan all worked out. 2 notebooks, one where I can write down play by play and the other will be for more detailed notes/questions to ask the coach after the game. I got my fancy recorder all set to go, numerous pencils/pens and I get to sit in the press box. That's pimp in itself. No flashy press pass though I have to tell everyone where I'm from and they know I'm coming. I can just see the old dudes at the gates wanting some money outta me and I'm gonna be like hell no, I'm with the press! It should be a good time. I'll come back here, type type type up my story then I gotta go home bright and early tomorrow as opposed to tonight cuz I gotta go to my cousin's wedding.

Fun times fo shizzle.

Alrighty rooney. I'm out.

Gotta have Style

I am dissappointed.

I had to buy a new AP Stylebook, not because the style has changed much but cuz I'm stupid and left mine at home, and it is so crappy. It's spiral bound and it's like some machine didn't quite punch the holes all the way through or something because the pages stick together at the spiral and my desk is covered in little paper peices. It's slightly annoying. But I guess I shouldn't be dumb and leave my stylebooks at home. Same thing happened last year. Wouldn't have had to buy the '07 one but I left the '06 at home. It's alright I guess. Now I have a collection. And they're cheap compared to other books.


Dang it. I think I might be getting a cold. But I'm not sure. I had one in July for pissakes! Oh wait a second...(I'm thinking, this could take a while) Alright. I figured out what I had to figure out. We're good.


I hope it's not a cold. Just the weather or something.


Um right. So I don't have much to blog about. I'll share a few photogs from the Brewers games.

The best kind of diamonds.

CC Sabathia! Woo!



Craig Counsell! Woo!

The Jumbotron we made it on Friday night.

Ok I can't take any more of this posting pictures. I don't get why it ends up with a gazillion spaces everywhere so that'll have to do for now.

Hasta la pasta!

Double Play

Hell yes people. Hell yes.

Two Brewer games under my belt for the weekend. Two awesome days. One win. One lost. Countless beers drank.

and is this bold? what the hell blogger? Why you looking all weird? is it the new internet I installed?

Anyways. Friday: Brewers win it in extra innings. JJ Hardy singles home my man Craig Counsell in the bottom of the 11th. Stellar! CC was lights out! Well not completely lights out. He did allow one run. Eric Gange blew the lead the jackass. But enough about the game, more about the fun! What can be said? Briana and me are now charcoal grilling machines. We make friends with everyone in the seats surrounding us, we make it fun. We had this awesome woman in front of us, I think her name was Sue, she was badass. Badass! She was probably 55-ish and she was into it all! She had huge baseball earrings, was woo!-ing, high fiving up a storm and she even wore a Rock Is My Hero mustache. That's how freakin' badass she was. And when the Brewers were tied I told her to flip it around so it'd be a rally 'stache and she did. Awesome lady.

Saturday: Brewers got their asses handed to them in a neat package but it was still awesome. Chris Young of the Padres almost threw a no hitter so after it was quite clear Milwaukee wasn't going to win we started to hope for the no hitter. Didn't happen. Gabe Kapler spoiled it in the bottom of the 8th with a homer. But the fun never ended. Tailgating we impressed the ladies next to us because we got our grill fired up quick. They were impressed we didn't need a man to do that. Briana's friend Becky came to the game too which added to the madness. Guess who came walking by? Trinni. Yeah. That Trinni. The one I hate from FSN. But man oh man did we talk her up. Briana, after she realized it was Trinni which happened after she walked away from talking to us, ran over and got a picture with her. Then Trinni was doing some clip thing so she ran over and made it on TV during the Brewer's Live pregame show. But we didn't tape the game so she had to call her mom to tell her to tape it. Since as it turns out Brewers Live isn't all that live. Ol' Trinni was doing her segment at about 1130 and the show didn't start until 1230. After that we packed up shop and headed over to the buses cuz the B's knew some people. Got a free beer. While walking towards the park we started to talk to some random guys, got a free beer. Two free beers, love it! Briana again befriended an older woman by getting in a picture with her which she was cool with because we are still able to manage manners while drinking. Again we sat around some fun people so that made it better to bear the massacre that was the game.

All in all, fabulous weekend.

Except I'm paying for it now. Ay yi yi. It didn't dawn on my until I was sitting in the hot sun halfway through the game that sunscreen would have been a good idea. Now I have a tomato face and burned arms complete with white bands on both wrists where my watch and bracelet was. It looks like I got handcuffed and left out in a holding cell in the sun. At least I don't have a sunglasses mark on my face from my beer glasses. I've got pictures up the wazoo. Perhaps I'll post a select few later. Right now this post is too long and well, I don't feel like it.

After a while crocodile!

What's before Part B?

PART-AYYYYYYE!

Party time punks! Time to party! Why? I'll tell you why, it's my brewers fun filled weekend! Tonight I'm off to see the game and we're making our bid to get on TV again. The signs have been made, the mustaches ready, the tape set to roll. CC Sabathia is pitching tonight (YES!) So my sign says "Give Me Three CC's STAT!" with pictures of CC Sabathia, Craig Counsell and Craig Coshun (an FSN brewers reporter...hehe) Briana's sign is a FSN one with a picture of the color analyst Bill Schroder on it from 80s. It's good.

Saturday is an off day for us, a day to recover from all the gloriousness that will be tonight. Sunday we'll be back at the diamond again but this time for free! Woot! Free tickets and free parking. Hellz yeah. It's gonna be good that is fo shizzle.

yaouch. I've been playing too much Guitar Hero. I've never played it until like two weeks ago. My wrist hurts from it. I rock. If I was a dude, I'd rock out with my cock out. Then hang out with my wang out.

Alright I don't rock I suck. I can only manage on easy. How people do it at expert level is beyond me.

Ok that's really all I have. Hopefully we can go 2-2 tonight in our quests to make it on TV. We got it all. FSN shout out and the starting pitcher. Plus we show some love to the on air personalities. But we will never show any love for Trinni. Because I cannot stand her. Shut up Trinni! What the hell kind of name is that anyway? Trinni.

I'm out.

Slow Seizure

If you can have a seizure from slow flashing lights I would have had a grand mall one yesterday.

My internet kept being unable to connect so every 10 seconds one of those balloon things would pop up down there by the time saying "hey sweetcheeks you got limited or no connectivity!" (How sweet would it be if you could personalize your error messages?! I already changed all the sounds on my computer so I don't have to listen to 3 seconds of orchestra. Instead of the pretty window start up music, I have a sound clip from Old School! Um..Anyway) And then the internet would try to reconnect so the bubble would go away, then it wouldn't be able to and it'd come back. It was driving my nutso! I had to use my computer to write some articles for class so I couldn't just walk away. But after the fact I realized I could have just unplugged my wireless thinger and save some headaches and seizure potential. I'm a sharp one Mr Grinch!

Crime in Italy! I tell ya, some days... (...crime in italy is how I type/say criminitaly, you know what old people say instead of son of a bitch? I don't have a clue how to do it right so I do it phonically. It's probably really easy and I'm just being dumb, meh.)

Right-o. So day three of the semester. So far so good. I got me some work I need to do though before my first class at 215. It's brutal, let me tell ya! I have some things up in the air right now in terms of internships/working possibilities that I just don't know if I'll make it back to ol' pick n slave! I'd like to because it's guaranteed 8.15 an hour. That's right. Be jealous of the big bucks, five years of service gets you that. But at this point I need to be looking to life after grocery. Which is just so hard to fathom. I wrote down for the first time that I was a senior last night for something and it was eerie. How the hell am I a senior in college?! HOW?! It didn't really dawn on me until half way through July that that was my last summer off. I almost peed myself a little out of terror/sadness. Yikes mikes.

Well, I need to put my fingers on a keyboard to better use then blogging, like actual homework so catch ya on the flip side homes!

If...

...I had balls I would be sweating them off right now. Whew! It is hot! I went to get my books earlier and big mistake! I should not have worn the clothes I plan on wearing to class cuz now they've gotta dry off. Shit son.

Anyway, so school has started. Obviously. Boo. The only good thing is most classes really do not last long the first time. Oh! That...that could sound...ah, nevermind.

My class schedule is pretty pimp. Yeah, I still say pimp like it's in style. Only one class Mon, Wed and Friday. Two night classes though and an independent study. So I should be spending my time in the library being all researchy. But not yet. Eventually I will designate library time or I'll never do it.

Shit on a brick 92 degrees! Figures. We didn't have too many scorchers like this over the summer but the second that school bell rings, wham bambo! You could fry an egg on my back. And I don't have air conditioning. Boo. Though we do have fans which seem to be working good.

I'm excited! Brewers game on Friday and the possibility of another on Sunday! CC Sabathia should be pitching Friday which will be awesome. He kicks ass like no one else kicks ass. He is the Chuck Norris of left handed pitchers. That's how bad ass he is.

My weekends are filling up. Brewers, Carly's wedding, Tyler's wedding. Wedding seem to go in bunches. At least for me. Go five years with out any then bam! Two! Go another few years and bam! Some more! Woo! I should look at what the T's are registered for. Get 'em a nice gift of a tea kettle and iron.

Oh hey, a high of 73 tomorrow. That's a nice 20 degree drop. Damnit Wisconsin! Why? Why can't you just do gradual shifts in weather? Why is it one day it can be 40 degrees the next we have a foot and a half of snow? Damnit! Oh who am I kidding, I like that a little bit. At least we have seasons.

Ok well I should go do...well I don't have anything to do really but I'm done here. Chow!