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.