Thursday, July 21, 2005

Sights Seen

John Popper from Blues Traveler plays the national anthem on the blues harp at the Red Sox-White Sox game tonight, and it's so bad that it puts Roseanne to shame. At least the fat slob dropped about 80 lbs and cut off that shaggy tangled mass of hair. But come on! The Sox are in first place...they certainly ought to be able to do better than a guy who had one minor hit 10 years ago.

While enjoying a post-game refreshment on the deck after a brutally depressing and hot ballgame, a car pulls up at the intersection across from my building. Well-dressed businessman in nice suit gets out, and proceeds to toss his cookies (and his beer, martinis and shots) all over the street/sidewalk for about 5 minutes before stumbling back to the car. At least he wasn't driving. And somehow, his tie was on straight. Impressive.