Oldies: Sunday, May 2 - Saturday, May 8, 2004...
Friday, 7 May 2004: Sorry, but I just couldn't go without getting my two Lincolns worth in on this one...
Apparently Columbia Pictures and Major League Baseball have struck a $3.6 million deal to promote Spider-Man 2 in major league ballparks. Not that unforgiveable under normal circumstances, right? So you deal with some Spider-Man posters and cups and popcorn containers or whatnot, right?
Nope.
Spider-Man logos are going to be in on-deck circles and imprinted on bases and the like in all ballparks except Yankee Stadium because Steinbrenner said, "Hell no!" He will have the bases and whatnot out during batting practice, but once the game starts, the promo material goes bye bye. And I applaud him for standing up against it. This is ridiculous. I don't want to see Spider-Man logos on the baseball diamond. That's horrible and it takes away from ballparks. I can handle signs on the walls surrounding the playing field, but not literally on the field. I can't even count the number of levels on which this is just so wrong.
Here's an article to read for more information.
Thursday, 6 May 2004: I know that by saying this, I risk alienating my wife and one of her brothers. But, the best thing about today is that, when it's all over, Friends will finally be done.
Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed the show. However, if I see advertising for one more friggin' Friends interview special or hear Jennifer Aniston whine about not knowing what the future will bring her, I'm gonna scream. How many damned Friends specials can you possibly have? How many times do the six of them truly need to say the same thing over and over and over and over ad infinitum?
My God, just let it die. Talk about shameless exploitation. I don't even think Seinfeld and Cheers were this bad.
I should have created a Primetime Kapgar.com Award for Most Shameless Exploitation of a TV Show Finale.
Wednesday, 5 May 2004: Sebacious Cyst.
Under normal circumstances, that would just be another one of those cool medical terms that I wish I was being paid to come up with.
Alas, I know this term because I have one... as per my doctor in an appointment that I had this morning. No, it's nothing serious. Just a growth on my neck that's been bugging me a little bit for the last week and a half. No, no pictures and I don't want to receive any e-mails alluding to mental images of Frankenstein and his neck bolts.
The doc put me on some antibiotics to hopefully help reduce it. Then, in two weeks, we'll see how big it is and determine whether or not he should remove it entirely.
Me... I want it gone. Shaving around it is a bitch.
Tuesday, 4 May 2004: Cracks me up to no end when this happens. As with most workplaces, the IT related stuff where I work has its downtimes. Today, for example, the mail server has been acting a bit temperamental. In many cases, people weren't receiving messages at all.
As you would expect, the IT department felt it was in our best interests to inform us of these problems. How did they do it? Via e-mail.
Aye aye aye.
Sunday, 2 May 2004: After discussing things a bit with Katie, I must now re-declare a tie in the Most Overplayed Sports Moment category listed below... yep, it's a tie between the Bartman catch and Janet's sunshiny nipple in the Super Bowl. Since it's the Super Bowl, it definitely constitutes a sports moment, wouldn't you think?
I also changed the Most Overhyped New Show winner from a tie between Miss Match and Skin to a solo winner with Coupling. Completely forgot about that piece of worthless tripe.
Thanks for reminding me, hon. I think.
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