b1: great. how much? and at the risk of asking the obvious, what's on
it?
K: WS games, 2 NLCS games, 1 bonus disc (postgame, parade, season
highlights, etc). $35.
b1: that's a good deal.
K: It is. $80 list. Not Blu-ray, though.
They did a nice job. Discs are orange. Disc cases are covered in text:
box score, game notes, trivia, etc.
Includes SF radio on alternate audio channel, which is HUGE.
b1: they synch the radio broadcasts with the game?
K: Yes they do.
b1: THAT is cool. how much total listening/viewing time is there?
K: The box says 19 hours, but that's gotta be way low. The games alone
are more than that.
b1: stupid box.
K: I LOVE THE BOX.
b1: and EVERY TIME you watch, the giants win. EVERY TIME.
K: So true. Forever. The WS trophy is about to go on tour.
b1: i think you should figure out how to preserve it...digital isn't
dependable enough...like the constitution...put it in a concrete column
in case of attack.
K: If they put a Giants logo on it, my wife will buy it.
b1: don't blame your obsession on momma K.
K: We share the Giants. But since they won she's gone majorly retail.
this from anne, who was WEEPING that she couldn't make this post.
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We have the 1998 John Elway/Denver Broncos' Super Bowl victory game over the Brett Farve/Green Bay Packers on tape. I have never again watched an entire football game since this one occurred. Why should I, as I have already witnessed the greatest game ever played? Even now when I watch the tape, I get goose bumps, 'cause those Broncos pull it out every time. Synch to the local radio broadcast would have been great - the local announcers were crying on the air from the release of emotion after the 38-year wait.
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actually, she wasn't weeping. she used this as the subject of her email, "tried to post a comment on wisdom and the cereal guy, to no avail... guess you don't really want other people in on the conversation, huh?"
i read it first thing this morning after a three hour sleep from coming home from the casinos at 06:00 -- and losing $500.
you can only imagine how it makes me feel.
oh yes, you can.
you know, we went out in high school ... and i THOUGHT one of the side effects of breaking up, say, 30 years ago, was that you wouldn't have to hear something of this general tone, say, 30 years later, from, oh, her.
if i'm wrong about that (and, oh yes, i am), what OTHER things do i go through my life assuming they're right, but actually aren't?
like,
will my brother throw a lock at me again, and this time hit me squarely in the forehead?
will bob and i be hookie bobbing through the glens and that fence will give way?
am i going to have my glasses freeze to my face from sleet while riding my bicycle AGAIN?
will i get chicken pox as an adult AGAIN?
thank god i have mexican coke for breakfast.
don't bug me.
that means YOU.
maybe at least it means i can get my favorite pair of sox darned.
if i could punch special K, and say something demeaning and off-handed to him right now, that would make things better.
maybe it would bring out evil K and we'd get to finally finally have that destroy all monsters battle that's always about three poorly worded sentences away.
i meant that "don't bug me" part.
i would say, i should write like this more often, but i'll bet that's the mexican coke talking.
you know, that was the VERY first thing that went away out of $750 booze and pop at my party.
there's a lesson there, but it's in spanish ... and i've forgotten the level of that language ...
and the ironic thing?
when i had that linguistic capability, ANNE WAS IN MY CLASS.
but we didn't sit next to each other.
and we didn't start going out 'til after i was "done" with spanish.
so it's not the purist of intersections. just a red hot smokin' gun.
thank god i have half a bottle left.
wouldn't it be great if G decided that i was a spammer on my own comments?
you know the bigger irony here? K has an ego the size of his waist band. but he won't read this.
i still have half a bottle. there's still hope.
now i know how my dad felt.
again.
hmm. when i posted that, i got an "URL too long error" from blogger, but it went ahead and posted.
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I love comments.
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