11 hours, 13 minutes to go.

There is now 34 hours, 51 minutes before all is once again right with Shone's world, and mine.

Oh yeah.

My boss wouldn't let me take all of my vacation around Christmas like I usually do, so I had to burn a few days elsewhere. I took last Monday and this Monday off. I must say that I could really get used to 4 day weeks and long weekends every week. I'm so lazy, though, that I have done literally nothing all day. And, much like I've said before ( ( Read more... )

There's no way that I can describe the utter void of emotion that I have been left with after the utter collapse of the Red Sox. I'm not even that huge of a baseball fan, but I was entirely consumed by Red Sox Fever this postseason. Every game a heartwrenching, down-to-the-wire affair, the glimmer of hope, the general upbeat attitudes in Boston ( Read more... )

The Cousin, Stone Cold Jason and I hit Chez Henri last night for a night with the best bartender (left) in Boston, Dylan. I, obviously, got the Cuban. When I finally got a seat at the bar, Dylan tried to hand me a menu, and I told him it wasn't necessary, as I was getting my Cube-on. That's reason #1 why Dylan is the best bartender in Boston: I ( Read more... )

Check out tha shiznit that Fat Tony just bought:

Ghettopoly

I can't wait to put up some crack houses and projects while playing as a pot leaf.

I've got a new toy!!! My new pimpy laptop is here! This is fun. I like the widescreen DVD watching capability, and it's hella fast compared to my old, work-supplied one. Also, having functioning sound is a bonus.

Since the millions ..... annnnnnnnnnnd milllllllliiooooonnns! of Fat Tony's fans (inside of Fat Tony's head) have been clamoring for an update, Fat Tony decided it was time to say something ( Read more... )

I started the fAtkin's diet on Monday. I never realized how good bread tastes until I couldn't have it anymore. There's not much I want more right now than a plain turkey sandwich on thick white bread with french fries and a half gallon of chocolate Quik with a large vanilla softserve for dessert ( Read more... )

This is taken from Eric Neel's espn.com/page2 article:

"But if they [the Red Sox --FT] can, say, find it in their hearts to vote Bill Buckner an honorary captain for the stretch run -- bitter fan sentiments be damned -- that might just set off some powerful kind of reverse-kaibash energy and push them right on into a trophy meeting with the ( Read more... )