- All of this is actually true.
- I don't send this e-mail out every year. I send this e-mail out every two or three years. I never renew the registration for just one year because it's cheaper to do it for multiple years, and because I don't think I could stomach having to pony up money for it every year. I think our registration is up again next year, but I'd have to check.
- Yeah, this is pretty dead-on. I did start a post a couple of weeks ago when Ricky Jay died, just talking about how cool that guy was, and how I once saw him do a one-man show on the history of entertainment and street magic in New York in an off-Broadway theater, but nobody cares and I never finished it.
- At this point, I'd be happy to catch Chase d'Arnaud.
- Totally agree with this. But that doesn't mean that baseball can't still be fun. The problem with it is that if you're just enjoying it for fun, writing about it can sometimes make it less fun. I've been thinking about this a lot lately with regard to whether or not I'll do a Pirates season preview this year. I'd like to, but only because they're fun to write -- not because I actually care about the guys the Pirates break camp with. I care less about the Pirates now than I ever have. Last year, I didn't even attend a single game at PNC Park. The only ballgame I went to last year was a Dodgers-Pirates game at Dodger Stadium while I was out in LA visiting friends. That ballpark is its own kind of beautiful, right down to how the condiment dispensers at the hot dog stands seem like they're designed to waste more relish and onions than they allow you to use. I still love baseball -- I'll still get MLB.tv next year and watch west coast games, the A's, the Rays, and every Shohei Othani plate appearance, but I don't have the time or patience anymore to care about a team that has committed itself to sustained mediocrity. And I'll be the first to readily admit that I'll go completely nuts if they somehow get good again, and I'll enjoy it. And maybe that's fair-weather fandom, but I don't give two shits.
- Look, you went to Whole Foods. You chose to go to Whole Foods. You know that the parking situation there is an enormous logistical nightmare. That's what you signed up for.
- I've been playing Red Dead Redemption 2 a lot lately. Specifically, I've been playing a lot of poker within the confines of Red Dead Redemption 2. Right now, my incentive to advance the narrative is to see if it allows me to play in a poker game with higher stakes.
- I finished the second season of "The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel" last night. A lot of people have been shitting on this season compared to last season. I found it as delightful, if not even more so than the first. It's smart, it's quick, it's funny. And this season's episodes don't have the tendency to drag the way last season's did. I get what the New Yorker is complaining about. I just think they're wrong.
Friday, January 4, 2019
Folks, he said to no one in particular, I wouldn't normally do this, but some hallway derelict strode through here a couple of days ago spewing outrageous lies, and I feel the need to address those head-on, point-by-point.