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'Potential'
Natter .38 Special
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
bon bon - Aug 24, 2005 8:52:56 am PDT #876 of 10002
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
DavidS - Aug 24, 2005 8:53:32 am PDT #877 of 10002
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Don't the A's have a huge walkup biz because everyone knows that the park never sells out? That's sort of a chicken-egg situation.
Yeah, but it's a supply and demand issue. The supply of seats is over abundant since it's really a football stadium, and the local baseball market is smaller. The new owner is a sharp businessman and has done a lot of developments and I think the condo element is what makes it financially feasible for him.
The one place it will really cost him is in post-season ticket sales which is a fat juicy golden goose.
The new park looks pretty cool, even though it's symmetrical.
Nutty - Aug 24, 2005 8:58:40 am PDT #878 of 10002
"Mister Spock is on his fanny, sir. Reports heavy damage."
Not bad looking. I presume those green shades in the outfield are basically a retractable batter's blind? I know there is a hotel attached to the park in Toronto, so that you can watch the game from your hotel room window (if you pay enough).
Don't think the Red Sox org. wasn't crying into their enormous piles of money that the World Series didn't go two more games. They lost out on a huge take from a potential game 6. Nobody would have complained if the hotdogs had been $20 apiece.
§ ita § - Aug 24, 2005 9:00:41 am PDT #879 of 10002
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
so that you can watch the game from your hotel room window
Or be watched having sex. It's very versatile.
brenda m - Aug 24, 2005 9:01:00 am PDT #880 of 10002
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
A must share from a friend-of-a-friend's blog:
I'm at the laundromat, doing my laundry, minding my own business when I hear the single most memorable howl of frustration from this twentysomething woman around the corner. She clearly didn't know I was there, if she did, perhaps the following conversation with herself wouldn't have happened.
"I counted - goddammit, I fucking COUNTED every single one before I came here. I fucking counted AGAIN - before they went in. 18 go in - 18 should come out. How can this shit KEEP happening to ME?"
Then at the top of her lungs:
"DAMN YOU TO HELL SOCK MONSTER!!!!!!!!"
tommyrot - Aug 24, 2005 9:05:33 am PDT #881 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
"DAMN YOU TO HELL SOCK MONSTER!!!!!!!!"
Hee! That made me laugh outloud. Once again I am glad my office is away from my bosses' offices.
18 go in - 18 should come out.
Except: two enter, one leaves.
Connie Neil - Aug 24, 2005 9:06:16 am PDT #882 of 10002
brillig
"DAMN YOU TO HELL SOCK MONSTER!!!!!!!!"
I think I'll yell this when I do my last load of laundry here in this building. They already think I'm weird.
Tom Scola - Aug 24, 2005 9:06:19 am PDT #883 of 10002
Mr. Scola’s wardrobe by Botany 500
Turn two, the rest are food.
tommyrot - Aug 24, 2005 9:08:56 am PDT #884 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Turn two, the rest are food.
Only if there's enough toejam.
sarameg - Aug 24, 2005 9:09:27 am PDT #885 of 10002
bon bon has no magic in her heart.
Dude, no amount of magic in the heart will make Alias make sense all the time. Not possible.
I actually used to have nightmares about being pursued by a sock monster. One was a giant green argyle sock and the other, an orange argyle sock. I blame The Electric Company. It also gave me the brick wall man nightmare.