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Back in VA for another couple of days. A welcome respite from my house where my mom has Al Jazeera on downstairs, my father the local news or CNN upstairs, and I can't get away from the sound of women crying in hebrew, and women crying in arabic. Reminds me of that line from Suheir Hammad's "First Writing Since": i do not know who is responsible. ...shit is complicated, and i don't know what to think. but i know who will pay. in the world, it will be women, mostly colored and poor. women will have to bury children, and support themselves through grief.
Baseball stuff:
+ Oakland to be profiled on this week's TWIB.
+ Ballgame galleries. They're public right now, but they might be going friends only in a skoosh, because...I don't know. I'm feeling all weird and isolationist.
Anyway. Galleries. Small one for Tuesday night, since 1.) it was too hot to head down to the ballpark two hours before gametime, so I got down to the park just catching the tail-end of bp, 2.) I was a genius and neglected to use the sports setting on my camera, so of the few shots I took, 80% of them were blurry. We had an hour and 27 minute rain delay, which means I was up way past my bedtime and I scoreboard-watched the Marlins lose a tough one to the Nats, so I was a little down on account of that. But it was a close game, and the A's pulled it out, despite Huston putting a man on, with a one run lead, and I was glad for that.
More for the early ass Wednesday afternoon game. Which, despite the fact that it was hot as hell out, was a brilliant time. Apparently, Zito grew up idolizing Benson; that added subplot made the game even more fun. Dan signed my yearbook, so I was all ^____________^ for the next 4 hours. The A's and Marlins both won, so that was awesome. Talked with a girl in an A's hat and an O's jersey from Fairfax, VA. What are the odds? She asked me how well I knew the A's. I said I thought I knew them some. So she asks me if I know what Buckley's first name is. lol, hell, no. Before [Bad username or site: lilzie / @ livejournal.com] popped up on my radar like 3 days ago, I didn't even know this Buckley guy existed. So, I was 0-1 in the A's popquiz department. They wouldn't give us Brian Roberts posters when we came in, but I grabbed an abandoned one from under a chair a few rows back of me as I was leaving the ballpark. SO THERE. I don't really want it, but it was free, damn it. It's about 5'10, printed on fairly heavy stock paper. I damn near sliced off my pinky unrolling it to take a look. Shot of Brian, in front of his locker, I think, holding a bat and a bottle of Aqua Pod water. And since it's a "growth" poster, it has the height markers on the side so you can measure how tall you are against B-Rob. Or something. Look, it was free!
I have more and more misgivings about Lady in the Water with each tv spot I see. TPTB seem a little unsure of the approach to take to this film, which doesn't exactly bode well.
Baseball stuff:
+ Oakland to be profiled on this week's TWIB.
+ Ballgame galleries. They're public right now, but they might be going friends only in a skoosh, because...I don't know. I'm feeling all weird and isolationist.
Anyway. Galleries. Small one for Tuesday night, since 1.) it was too hot to head down to the ballpark two hours before gametime, so I got down to the park just catching the tail-end of bp, 2.) I was a genius and neglected to use the sports setting on my camera, so of the few shots I took, 80% of them were blurry. We had an hour and 27 minute rain delay, which means I was up way past my bedtime and I scoreboard-watched the Marlins lose a tough one to the Nats, so I was a little down on account of that. But it was a close game, and the A's pulled it out, despite Huston putting a man on, with a one run lead, and I was glad for that.
More for the early ass Wednesday afternoon game. Which, despite the fact that it was hot as hell out, was a brilliant time. Apparently, Zito grew up idolizing Benson; that added subplot made the game even more fun. Dan signed my yearbook, so I was all ^____________^ for the next 4 hours. The A's and Marlins both won, so that was awesome. Talked with a girl in an A's hat and an O's jersey from Fairfax, VA. What are the odds? She asked me how well I knew the A's. I said I thought I knew them some. So she asks me if I know what Buckley's first name is. lol, hell, no. Before [Bad username or site: lilzie / @ livejournal.com] popped up on my radar like 3 days ago, I didn't even know this Buckley guy existed. So, I was 0-1 in the A's popquiz department. They wouldn't give us Brian Roberts posters when we came in, but I grabbed an abandoned one from under a chair a few rows back of me as I was leaving the ballpark. SO THERE. I don't really want it, but it was free, damn it. It's about 5'10, printed on fairly heavy stock paper. I damn near sliced off my pinky unrolling it to take a look. Shot of Brian, in front of his locker, I think, holding a bat and a bottle of Aqua Pod water. And since it's a "growth" poster, it has the height markers on the side so you can measure how tall you are against B-Rob. Or something. Look, it was free!
I have more and more misgivings about Lady in the Water with each tv spot I see. TPTB seem a little unsure of the approach to take to this film, which doesn't exactly bode well.
