mellowNew Zealand was...well...
( Shall I describe it to you, or would you like me to find you a box? )
I told you it'd be long. :-)
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Not only did the Twins clinch their third straight American League Central title Monday night, but also did it at a bitter rival's ballpark.
Resigned to second place for what will be the third consecutive year, White Sox players and fans could only watch Minnesota celebrate on the field after taking an 8-2 victory at U.S. Cellular Field.
In the ninth, reliever Juan Rincon got pinch-hitter Timo Perez to hit a lazy popup near shortstop, which was caught by Cristian Guzman.
Just like that, the magic number to clinch the division jumped down from two to zero.
Players gathered in a subdued celebration near second base, exchanging high-fives before jumping up and down and coming off the field to a mixed chorus of cheers and boos from 21,991 fans.
It was the first time in club history that the Twins have won three division titles in a row -- all under manager Ron Gardenhire in his first three years on the job.
Minnesota looked like it wanted to dispense with the pre-clinch drama by immediately ambushing White Sox starter Mark Buehrle in the first inning. Torii Hunter lifted a two-run home run the other way that just cleared the right-field fence. Moments later, Matthew LeCroy doubled off the left-field wall. Michael Cuddyer reached when his grounder hit LeCroy between second and third.
That set up Corey Koskie, who powered a Buehrle first pitch into the left-field seats for a 4-0 Minnesota lead. More long balls flew later with Henry Blanco's fourth-inning homer and a ninth-inning blast from Luis Rivas.
Twins starter Carlos Silva (13-8) pitched a solid seven innings, and took a shutout into the seventh. It ended when Jose Valentin launched a two-run homer to right field.
Those were the only runs surrendered by Silva, who gave up seven hits and one walk on his way to his third straight win. The right-hander is 3-0 with a 2.02 ERA in his last six starts, which should place him squarely in front for the third spot in the playoff rotation.
Rincon closed it out with two scoreless innings of relief.
The Twins' drive to the clinch went into high gear this month with wins in 11 of their last 13 games and 15 in the last 19.
overjoyedThis is a rather amusing mix of conversation I had earlier this evening:
Ro: well, boys make amends in a really indirect way
Ro: *shrugs*
Lie: tell me about it
Lie: they're so weird
Ro: yeah I know
Lie: I'll ask anders why boys are so weird
Carrie: question-why are boys so weird
Carrie: ??
Anders: i dunno
Anders: why are girls so emotional?
Carrie: I can answer that...
Carrie: because girls love to know that they're loved
Carrie: and they need to be let known
Anders: ah
Carrie: or else they start to be very vague
Carrie: and they don't TELL you want they want
Anders: well then
Anders: true enough
Carrie: that's why they get mad-because guys don't know
Anders: guys dont read minds
Carrie: I know
Carrie: and girls don't want to sound needy
Anders: we communicate with facial expressions and grunts
Anders: *ungh
Anders: that means: hello
Carrie: yeah, that's too bad
accomplishedas the devil met me in the wishing well
and at that moment
I found myself knowing
in the end, it's just about
you and me
nothing smaller or larger
and dragons are good for the soul
nothing can be better
than bearing yourself for another
open for scrutiny, ridicule and indulgence
therein lies the balls and the mind and the heart
cause fear is truly the mindkiller
when nothing is left
everything is game
you see, I wish I was a poet
but I know now
as we go round and round
the endings are never ever happy
it's the happy moments along the way
that in the end...make it ok
~Excerpt from "nobody"- Five for Fighting
(good song)
I found..
Starsky and Hutch
Clerks X (kiel would've liked that)
The first season of Playmakers
The Big Bounce (not like I really want to see it anyway..)
The Girl next door...unrated version (hmm)
The English Patient (hehe, reminds me of Seinfeld)
First season of Boy Meets world (don't really care though)
Well, maybe they're not movies I'd want, per se, but what the heck is she going to do with all of these?
sad
parents are annoyingrushed onto the carpet, green
they tipped their caps
and made the crowd scream
they caught all the balls
and did everything right
we all heard his voice
"we'll see ya tomorrow night"
we held onto our mothers
our daughters, our sons
as the minnesota twins
were champions, 1991
Not letting you know
How much it will hurt
To have to let you go
Your heart is strong, but not mine
I hold back the urge to be with you
What will it cost to see this love lost?
“50c for romance… 50c for romance!”
Yells the beggar with her bell
She knows the loss of love all to well
People act as they think they should
But never listen to their hearts
All they feel is the knife cutting it into pieces
Love You! Like the day is gone
Forever more I alone with sunset
By the seashore I Missed the sunrise
You! Came to visit me once
But now that day is past
50c for romance is all I have left
~Bethany Reinfeld
( Livestrong! )
tiredSince it's Hump Day, I thought I might do some ligher art.
"Excuses, Excuses"
A young woman rushed into
a coffe shop
as I was drinking my
morning cup of Joe
She said she needed
the time very fast because
she was
on the go
my watch said
it was 7:40 but
I rounded to the
nearest hour instead
So she ran on out
into the street was
stuck and hit
her head
She lay on the ground
as I rushed out and saw
the gigantic and
hideous bruise
As the ambulance
came I hid away in
shame trying to think
of a good excuse.

I feel pretty, oh so PrettySTONES
Met by a lake near the Sun
Your mouth and eyes, arms
And legs, melted as though
We'd known each other well
And needed only rekindle
Warmth of the familiar.
As if patience were rewarded
And now we'd share everything.
After the flower bath
Petals caught in hair
On the drain cover.
He misses her.
Corsage saver
Keeper
Of children's artwork,
Whose blue-holed flesh
Is used to parting with sacrifices
To Boy's trials
And men's desires,
And wonders now
What there was
To be afraid of.
~Viggo Mortensen
artisticHorses as partners, as teachers, as fellow travelers asking no favors and returning respect for respect. The horse is good. These images by Viggo Mortensen are from Morocco, South Dakota, Montana, California, Iceland, New Zealand, Denmark, Brazil, Argentina, and perhaps from the view out your window. As Joseph Campbell put it, "Once having traversed the threshold, the hero moves in a dream landscape of curiously fluid, ambiguous forms, where he must survive a succession of trials." The horse as hero. ISBN 0-9747078-3-X, Hardcover, 7.5 x 10.5 inches, 80 pages, $35.







*blush*