Rox and the Sox

The Red Sox are the new Yankees. In other words, the new team to hate. With their show-off batters and mouthy pitchers, they’ve eclipsed nasty New York. That’s what I’ve read anyway. I really don’t know. I haven’t watched nearly enough baseball to know. What I do know, is that the Red Sox are the much stronger team. This World Series will truly be David vs. Goliath. Will the Rockies keep their momentum and swing the proverbial sling-shot, striking the mighty Red Sox square in the temple? I hope so. (So far, no. It's wierd watching the World Series in mid-afternoon.)

Torture him if you have to

To be frank, I kind of watch 24 every now and then. I enjoyed season 5, but season 6 wasn't too great (I stopped watching about a quarter of a way through). Well, some folks in the U.K. have been given a trailer for season 7 (along with a funny "thanks for watching" message by Kiefer Sutherland). I liked it . It looks like they're trying to revise the show, make it interesting again (although it looks like they're continuing to rip off Die Hard by using its latest sequel).

Hopefully, it'll be a nice distraction come Monday.

It’s the Pineapple

Of all the wonderful and amazing features I could experience in Hawaii, so far, the pineapple rules. Yes, the pineapple. I thought I knew what a pineapple tasted like. Oh, how ignorant I was. I thought pineapples were supposed to be tangy/tarty, unless they’ve been soaked in fructose syrup in a can. But ever since I first sunk my teeth into a Hawaiian pineapple (first night here), I’ve been eating them whenever I can. They are so sweet and succulent. They really lose their sweetness on the trip over to the 48. Okay, the weather and ocean are great too, but the pineapple rules.