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I've been taking a lot of quizzes and notes on Facebook; so far the MLB player I'm most like is Ichiro, Calvin Coolidge is who'd I'd be most like if I were the President, and apparently I want to live in Finland in my retirement.
Rakes could take these things and get better results for me. Pedroia is my player, Lincoln is my Prez, and by God I want to live on that island off the coast of New England that lady who wrote "The Perfect Storm" lives at.
Not only that, I want the Red Sox on my tv until I die, a lifetime subscription to the USA Today, and Al Roker off The Today Show and living in obscurity from now on.
While I'm at it, can I get Joe Morgan fired, Chris Berman a muzzle, and can somebody write "George can bite Beck's tweeter" on the bathroom wall at the new Yankee Stadium?
Where is the Facebook quiz for all THAT?
In explanation for all this, Trot fell off the bar stool tonight and busted his lip and bruised his 3 top front teeth while Ang was at Wally World. I thought the boy had busted his teeth, Ang left her cell phone IN THE BASKET CHARGING and my Mom more than likely committed 7 moving violations getting over here.
I feel like I just spent 24 hours straight on the Tilt-A-Whirl.
On a related note, I'm still taking applications for that Nanny position since Tex hasn't committed and I haven't lost enough sense to offer Rich the job.
Glass jar on a shelf.
10 hours ago