Posted on October 14, 2013, in Sports and tagged American League Championship Series, Blarney Rose, Boston Red Sox, corned beef and cabbage, Detroit, Detroit Tigers, Falstaff beer, Jim Leyland, John Lester, Lucky Strikes, old man bars, Red Sox, Yeah. Bookmark the permalink. 18 Comments.
Eat well. Drink more. Work less.
I am a kitchen slattern.
I stick my finger in the vinaigrette to check the taste, add more vinegar, then stick the same finger in again. Sometimes I use a lettuce leaf, but not usually. You know you do it, too.
I make cakes from scratch but almost never use more than one bowl. That business about blending wet and dry ingredients separately is bullshit. One cake, one bowl. Why wash two? I have my suspicions about the role of Big Dish Soap in this.
I believe you can eat well with a lot less effort than you think, and if you drink more than is generally considered advisable while doing it, that's strictly between you and Mssrs Moet and Chandon.
I believe that the extra pain, suffering and time it takes to do any household task well is wasted once you get to well enough.
I believe you might as well be drunk if you're going to vacuum, and you should be if you're going to clean the toilet.
If you're interested, I've got opinions on just about everything else.
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Because I said so, that's why.
You’re a Red Sox fan in NY? You’re a much braver woman than I thought, Wendie.
Being a Sox fan in NYC is not for sissies. You are right about that.
Congrats on the win! Ironically, being in China – that’s the only news people have been giving me. Not, “Hey how’s it going, Susan”, but “Hey, long time no see, the Redsox won.”
I thought you were back in the US? Perhaps your blog should feature a Susan Locator to help us keep track of your perambulations.
Falstaffs and bumps? Wazzat?
Falstaff is a local beer indigenous to the Northeast, a bump is a shot of whiskey.
Thanks for the edification 🙂
Wendie, don’t give up. As a dual Mets and Sox fan I’ve felt the elation of making it to the post season and the agony of following a team that not only resided in the NL East cellar but paneled and carpeted it. Go Sox and knock a Narragansett back for me.
Oh the joys of the Nasty-gansett. Haven’t seen one since college, but I definitely knocked a few back — I believe you could get them for 50 cents a can at better house parties back int he day.
Survived on GIQ’s when I was underage. 85 cents plus 5 cents deposit. One got you a good buzz, after two you could conquer the world. Aaah sobriety.
I wouldn’t mess with that bunch for sure!!
Go Sox. Unbelievable game!!! ( forgive my overuse of exclamation points)
It was either the high point of the season, or just another bend in the road to the Series. Hard to know which way it’ll go.
Live in the moment lady.
And may I add, thank God we can have a few days on prime time looking at Baseball instead of football!
I’m happy with either, but I especially love this, the magic time in the sporting year. All four major sports are going at once if you count pre-season basketball, which I do. Wretched excess is a wonderful thing.
The Sox certainly made a great comeback last night!
I am obliged to say Go Tigers.
We do what we must.