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Monday, July 28th, 2003
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11:29 pm - DELETED
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I'm a big panzy and deleted my last journal entry, entitled The Blues Brothers. It was too provocative for you... let me work up to it, k?... and an overreaction probably. Things are better.
-JA
p.s. post comin' soon
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| Friday, July 25th, 2003
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1:57 am - question
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I'm going to be gone til Sunday night. I'll see two great friends this weekend. My question for the weekend is this:
What is the most important quality you need in a friend? I'll give you my answer Sunday night.
Til then,
Josiah Adams
current mood: blah
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| Thursday, July 24th, 2003
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12:22 am - Section 118, Row 38, Seats 15-16
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Mariners 6, A's 0
The game was so fun that we bought 3 tickets (the whole family) for next Thursday's game against the Tigers. My family's from Detroit, and next Thursday's my birthday.
I've always said my dad is my best friend. I take after him a lot... I'll make fun of anything (nothing is sacred) and we have a lot of the same mannerisms, etc... He comes from a different era though. He's not racist, but he is frustrated about how we outsource jobs to other countries, allow almost unlimited immigration into this country but can't provide jobs for the people already here, things like that. Basically the view of the bad guys in American History X, without the rage/hatred redneck complex and without the visceral hatred of affirmative action programs. He doesn't like them that much, but more seriously opposes our immigration policies and free trade agreements. As a former Union official who lives in constant fear of losing his job in the Bush economy though, sometimes he looks for somebody to blame and sometimes finds certain minority groups a convenient target. He shouldn't, and he knows it, but such is life.
Anyway, an ethnically diverse couple and their toddler sat next to us at the game. I was nervous he might be rude, since he'd had a rough day, apparently flipping out in a Taco Time line because the cashier couldn't understand somebody's order... yeah. He's been stressed. Those of you that know me could see me either dealing with it completely rationally, or flipping out just like Dad, highly dependent on how traffic was getting there. Dad was not rude. They talked baseball, which is what you're supposed to do at baseball games.
I PROMISE not to post all about baseball. But I also promise to post about what's goin on in my life, and well, for the first two days of blurtymagic, that's what's been goin on.
Go Mariners. Go Dad. =)
-JA
p.s. i could use a comment.. make me feel loved.
current mood: energetic
current music: Taucher - Pictures of a Gallery (good trance music)
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| Tuesday, July 22nd, 2003
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11:39 pm - Baseball, I guess...
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I watched the Mariners game tonight with my dad. They haven't been playing well but they won tonight and we're goin to the game tomorrow. Fun times.
Now I've watched hundreds, thousands of M's games, but tonight my thought process was a little weird. My dad grew up in Detroit and went to tons of games, cheaply, at Tigers Stadium with his Mom. When he remembers his growing up days, that's what he remembers. And I'm a little jealous. His list of cool stuff is much longer than mine. He's seen...
- Roger Maris and Mickey Mantle during their 1961 homerun chase
- A no-hitter by Jim Bunning, now a hall of famer and Republican (evil) Senator from .. I think Tennessee? Or maybe he's just a Congressman... I forget.
- Rocky Colavito come in from RF to pitch because the game was out of reach and the Tigers were out of pitchers.
- What was at that time the longest ever baseball game. It went 22 innings and something like seven hours. The Tigers won, and it shouldn't surprise you to know that my dad stayed all 22 innings.
- He's also seen baseball greats Whitey Ford, Casey Stengle, Al Kaline, Yogi Berra, TED WILLIAMS!!..
So what have I seen? What stories will I tell my kids? First of all, not as many games. Back then mom and son could go to the game for a buck, get a 50 cent hot dog and a suntan for free. Today? Let's see.. I'm going the M's game tomorrow night and my dad and I, counting tickets, will probably spend about $100. That's less than it used to be because my dad quit drinking. When you pay that much for a game, it's impossible to enjoy it as much as you would if it were only 50 cents. Too many angry parents walk around the Safeco Field concourses herding their kids to their assigned seats, because, by god, they paid good money for those tickets, and you aren't about to miss the damn game, you hear me kid?!
Anyway, what have I seen?
- Game 5 of the 1995 Division Series which saw the M's cap an incredible come back with a hero-filled come from behind win over the Yankees.
- The final game at the Kingdome. What a shithole.
- Mark McGwire hit a 519 ft. HR off Randy Johnson. Wow.
- I've also seen Alex Rodriguez, Ken Griffey Jr., Barry Bonds, Roger Clemens... when I have kids will they be remembered? I'm not sure.
If anybody's seen "The Thirteenth Floor", they'll know the kind of longing for better, simpler times that I'm thinking about. I would have loved to grow up in the 50s and 60s, when sports were wholesome, neighborhoods were safe, the sky was blue, and all we had to worry about was nuclear apocolypse.
current mood: nostalgic
current music: Nickel Creek - The Lighthouse's Tale
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2:11 am - My Profile
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I'm going to copy/paste what I wrote for my profile. It looks prettier in blue.
-JA
Thanks for taking the time to read over whatever I have on here. As of this writing, I'm planning this blog to be a unique view of my emotional reactions to the events of my seemingly ordinary life.
Why bother if my life is so ordinary? I suppose I could answer that inevitable question in a number of ways. Maybe I crave attention just a bit. It always seemed nice to have people intrigued by your inner thoughts that you only leak enough of to hint at the vast ocean of emotional swirling underneath the fog. If I really do enjoy the thought of people trying their hardest to put together a picture of my admittedly complicated consciousness, am I really that different from anybody else? I doubt it.
Consciousness... analytical processes, gut reactions, emotions... mind, heart, soul... body.
Enjoy,
Josiah
current mood: restless
current music: The Ataris - Boys of Summer/ Stroke 9 - Make it Last
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1:59 am - Test
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