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Yo. I wish to state for the record that I do not believe all people who subscribe to AOHell to be idiots. Just in case it seemed like that's what I *was* saying. Because it's not. I saw two grown, adult men playing baseball - well, catch, actually - in the middle of a busy street today. Like, actually in the street. Smack in the middle of the northbound lane. Why they weren't using the "not a through street" street one of them was in the middle of the intersection for, I don't know. But they weren't. I thought maybe it was a dad with his son, until I got up to them and saw one was a paunchy, balding 40 year old, and the other looked to be pushing 30. So there they were, two grown men, with gloves, standing about 300' apart, in a major thoroughfare, tossing a baseball while traffic had to figure out a way to negotiate around them. Do people do this in other major cities, or is it just one more symptom of the self-aggrandizement of LA? I'm just wondering. So, like, Week 1 of the not being employed went by fairly enjoyably. Me and TB took long walks thru the neighborhood every day. Now my ankles hate me, but aside from that, it's been a pretty relaxing time. I can't say I'm minding not punching a timeclock in the slightest. :) Jonny C tells me there's a chance we won't come off hiatus until July, which SUCKS, but I think I'm just gonna wait to freak out until that word is handed down all nicely carved in stone. Which, in the tv world, would actually be something more akin to pencilled on polymer clay, but you know what I mean. I think. Anyway. Have you ever read the back label on a bottle of Bass? TB had one with dinner tonight, and I picked it up after he poured it into his glass and read the lable. It reads: Since it was first brewed in 1777, Bass Ale has been painted by Manet, loved by Napoleon, taken into the Wild West by Buffalo Bill and to the South Pole by Sir Ernest Shackleton. It was even a passenger on the Titanic's maiden, and only, cross-Atlantic trip. All of these stories, and many others, are true testaments to the legendary character of Bass Ale. Two thoughts occur to me. A) that I'm not so sure I'd want my product associated with the Titanic, and that it might not be the best testament to the "legendary character" of Bass Ale to have been served on the one and only cross-Atlantic trip of a doomed vessel; and B) I find it humorous they felt compelled to clarify that the Titanic's maiden cross-Atlantic voyage was also the only of the Titanic's cross-Atlantic voyages. Or indeed, even to clarify which trip it was on the Titanic in which Bass took part. Just say it was even a passenger on the Titanic, Mr. Bass Ad-writing Guy. And while I'm on the subject, it's a little odd to refer to Bass Ale as having been a passenger on that trip. I mean, was Bass served to all or certain of the paying passengers on that trip as part of the line's beverage service, or was it taken on board by one of the actual paying passengers as his or her own personal beverage for the duration? Or was it merely shipped on the Titanic to some thirsty patron in America, who, presumably, was quite distraught to find his long-awaited beverage was now resting somewhere in the icy depths of the Atlantic...thus giving new meaning to the phrase "on ice"? Or, did the Bass Ale feel like taking an ocean voyage, and so purchased a ticket to a stateroom, again presumably, not in steerage? One wonders, that's all I'm saying. I wish I had more fun stuff to tell you, but sadly, I do not. I did take some pictures with the digicam the other day whilst walking. Here's one of them.
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In which Katie shares sad news - Wednesday, Apr. 01, 2015
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