Bad crunches

It has been a while since I did any formal exercise. Once daylight savings ended, I can no longer run outside in the dark without fear in South Boston after watching Gone Baby Gone. The gym at school costs five bucks per visit or $135 for the semester. I'm not about to pay five bucks every time I want to go for a little jog, nor do I see the wisdom in paying over a hundred dollars just to be able to work out for the last 6 weeks of the year. So I decided that I would pay for a membership for the second semester and in the meantime, I will just do situps and pushups at home. Decent plan, no?

Time went by and I never actually held myself to my own promise of residential calisthenics. That is, until Tuesday. After Angie went to bed and I had plowed through another 4 or 5 episodes of Lost on my comeback tour, I decided to do some crunches.

Fast forward to Wednesday morning...not only was my stomach sore, owing to my long layoff from any kind of activity. But my neck was also incredibly sore. Like....I couldn't even move my head from side to side without feeling like Daniel Lorusso after getting worked by Johnny on the beach. I don't remember this ever happening to me before...I guess I must have been doing something wrong, huh?

&Ry

Advertising Tourette's

for the last year or so i have been primarily listening to 92.9FM in Boston. In the car I am usually listening to the ipod, but my alarm clock plays this station and I put in on in the shower. I like it because when they started they didn't really fuck around with commercials that much and just played music for long stretches. they also don't have actual DJs, so it's like a computerized playlist. for those of you who are more romantic, i suppose the loss of the DJ is a cause for mourning, but there really is nothing I like less than listening to self-important pricks talk about shit I don't care about.

anyway, lately there has been a development that has me concerned. in lieu of your standard commercials, they have been throwing in these guerrilla ad...almost subliminal. this morning, some crappy red hot chili pepper song had just finished and spoonman by soundgarden was starting. sandwiched right in the middle some dude just blurted out "BLUE MAN GROUP." It always seems to be random Boston-ish types of stuff, but it is always hilarious like "KELLY'S ROAST BEEF" or "ERNIE BOCH JUNIOR." to be honest, i really feel like this is the type of stuff i would rather have happen instead of sitting through 30 second long commercials. just plant the seed my friend...just plant the seed.

&Ry

Parts of me are still frozen

So, BC lost the game last night, or at least that is what the scoreboard said. I couldn't tell you a damn thing that happened there last night. As you can see, our seats were a bit distant from the action. Here's a little video I took from my seat:

It was also really cold as my brother referenced in the video...and I don't own boots. I deserve to have frigid feet, I realize, but that doesn't really do too much to console my sub-freezing toes. There is no way in hell Eric would have ever been able to handle it...big brown or no big brown. I was wearing a George Costanza-esque bubble jacket under my BC jersey. Gooey brought a facemask and 180s.

All in all though, it was a pretty awesome time and I am glad that I had the chance to go. The atmosphere was fun, without any of the usual BC vs. BU provocation that can often get ugly. I was also apparently on the big screen at one point although I did not see this for myself.

Solid times. Be well people.

&Ry

Outdoor Hockey

Just a quick hitter here. As many probably already know, the NHL has been hosting a New Year's Eve outdoor hockey game for the pasts three years. This year's was at Fenway in Boston. They had the ice up for a few weeks prior and have kept it up for the last week. The final frozen event is tomorrow. One of college sports' best rivalries will be taking place with BC facing BU. I was lucky enough to get tickets, albeit a mile away in the bleachers. So I will be there. I'll take pictures. It's supposed to snow. I am pumped.

&Ry

The First Bros11 Post of the Second Decade of the Millenium!!!

Despite the fact that not much too noteworthy has gone on since I last wrote, it would be worth a quick note to apprise all interested parties as to the comings and goings of the last couple of weeks.

I managed to travel to and from the Tri-State area (NY/NJ/CT) for Christmas without incident. Got to see my Dad and both my Moms as well as all my cousins on my Mom's side. The most interesting of the gifts included:
a) a Flip video camera, which I will find some good use for at some point. For the time being it will function as a means by which I can annoy the crap out of Angie
b) Alton Brown's baking book. I have always had the urge to get into breadbaking, pie-crusting, and muffining but I never really had the time or ambition. I plowed through the book and immediately started putting some thing into action. So far I have gotten a decent multi-grain loaf out as well as a delicious banana-nut bread. Stay tuned for more baked goodness.

I haven't had to work in a good few weeks, which is dope. I have been staying up late, sleeping in, and watching a a lot of TV. If I don't sound upset by this, then you are picking up on my mood wonderfully. I just put the finishing touches on my third watching of season 1 of Lost. I decided to once again rewatch the series in anticipation of the looming final season premiere on February 2nd. There's always something else to pick up on, or something that you might be forgetting so it is a good exercise in laziness.

Lastly, Angie's mom got me two dope DVDs as gifts. The first is the two disc combo set of Queen's rock Montreal concert in addition to their Live aid performance. The Rock Montreal one is particularly epic in that he begins the set fully dressed and end in nothing more than his underoos...classic. Second, I was gifted a two DVD set of Festival Express, which while not as amazing as the Last Waltz, has a similar awesome-70s-rock-god-lifestyle vibe to it.

Hope Santa was good to everyone else. Party on.

&Ry