Thoughts from the Archangel

And, man, I am not joking.  Maybe it’s being tired that has this effect, but I can feel the fuse getting shorter and shorter today.  My mood matches the weather.

I’ve already had to plug into the MP3 player this morning so I don’t have to hear the freaking whispered conversations going on around me.  I have to tell y’all – we work in a cube farm.  Whispered or not, I can still hear you!  No, the conversations are not about me (why would they be?), but if it’s that “confidential” – GO SOMEWHERE ELSE!

A friend just had dual knee surgery.  A mutual friend emails me and asks how our friend is doing.  What I want to respond is: “Can you fucking pick up a phone and call her your damn self?”  Yeah, I know how she’s doing – it’s because I wasn’t an asshole, and I called her!  What the hell?  Is it just me?  Really?

Anyway, let’s talk about something else.  Sports!

The Indiananapolis Indians lost to the Mud Hens last night.  Reading a couple different articles/blogs on the game, it struck me that sports players have some great soap-opera names.  For example, the Toledo player that hit two homers last night is named Kody Kirkland.  There’s another player on the Toledo team whose first name is Clete.  Is that really pronounced “cleat”?  Bwahahaha!  Nothing like hoping for a sports star out of your newborn son.

Hottie Matt Kata (mmm…yummy) played third base last night, and had one RBI on a sacrifice fly.  He does what he has to, I suppose.  Interestingly enough, the “utility” player got some props from Manager Trent Jewett in his blog.  After Craig Wilson got traded to the Seattle organization (where he was last seen doing quite well for Tacoma), Hottie Matt Kata might be the last true utility player on the Indians.  I’ve never seen him catch, but I’m sure he could.  He was a pitcher at some point, I’ve read, and I’ve seen him cover all the other positions.  On the field.  There are other positions…and they could be on the field…mmm.

What could make me smile this morning? This guy. Yum.

Oh, Brett, what are you doing?  Favre faxed in his reinstatement paperwork, forcing the completion(?) of a really sore subject.  I know he wants to play.  I also know that he’s holding hostage the whole situation.  I love Brett – his approach to football was awesome in this era of technically-correct QBs.  He wasn’t perfect (interception record, anyone?), but he was great and he was fun to watch.  This whole bit is killing me.  I believed in you in March, Brett.  That faith is broken.  Dammit.

For today:

Good:  Hot guys override the angry morning.  Thank you, Hottie Matt Kata.

Bad:  Reinstatement faxes and the fact that I’m still at work.

Ugly: This site was so funny, I have to put it here: http://www.mcalcio.com/top-20-ugliest-soccer-players/

Funny:  A joke: On the way to work this morning I was distracted by the radio and rear-ended a car stopped at the lights. Anyway the fella who was driving got out…

He was a dwarf, and barely 3 feet high ……….

He said “I’m not happy”……..

I said “Well which one are you then?”