A Week in the Life of Gustavo

"Seems to think that if he fails to write, la migra will find him."--OC Weekly More merriment available at ronmaydon@yahoo.com

quinta-feira, junho 26, 2003

The advertisements for Charlie's Angels are amongst the most annoying segments of celluloid I've ever come across. Gnashing teeth like gorillas, Bernie Mac licking a surfboard (Kings of Comedy, where are ye?), ass-slapping burlesque piece, Demi Moore, Charlie's Angels confirms that the world is a hell hole.

I'm actually OK, having just combated an unexpected case of Steve Blass Disease, although in my case it was through writing rather than winning games for the Pittsburg Pirates. Now that I think about it, the 70s were very much a dynastic decade. You had the Reds dominating the NL West for a while only to be supplanted by the Dodgers for two years, the Pirates making the NLCS at least three times, Kansas City winning three AL West titles in a row, the Oakland A's winning three World Series in a row while the Yankees appeared in three (winning in '77-'78), and even the Orioles winning the Series in 1970, losing in 1971 and 1979 to the Pirates. Very strange...

In the meanwhile, Strom Thurmond died. Somewhere, Trent Lott weeps.