I Wonder if He Knew How Funny That Was

Matthew McConaughey announced that his girlfriend is pregnant by releasing this quote:

"We are stoked and wowed by this miracle of creation and this gift from God, and so excited for the adventure that will come in raising this child, being a mother and a father, and shepherding him or her through this life. . . . from moms and dads, to family to community, it takes the best will and support from everyone to raise the healthiest children we have in society. . . . Wish us the best, keep us in your prayers, and God bless evolution. Thanks for being fans of me and my work and now this new and miraculous chapter in my life, as me and Camila and our child do our best to just keep livin."

The overall announcement is sweet and well written by a man who is most famous for not owning any shirts. However the part that I'm still chuckling about is "God bless evolution"...

Righteous Man (an old old draft)

As some of you know, my dates usually end in one of two ways. Either the guy gives me an awkward hug/handshake or he tries to maul me, so last night was a welcome change. Let's start at the very beginning which is, as Maria von Trapp sang so eloquently, is a very good place to start. The nice boy who asked to take my picture on New Year's Eve asked to take me out last night. We met up at Bourbon and had a really great time talking about everything from the results of malnourishment in children to religion to baseball.

Spur of the Moment Date

Is it spur of the moment if we've been trying to get together for a couple weeks now? I met Luke out at the Red Derby where we chatted with each other, the owner and the bartender. All very nice people who solidified my decision to make this my new neighborhood bar. The food looks fantastic, is inexpensive, it's a short bus ride up 14th from me and feels like I'm hanging out at a friend's house. We ended up playing a game of pool, then doing the crossword in the City Paper. I know, I'm a dork. Just before midnight, I realized how late it was getting and that if I didn't leave soon I'd be walking home which is not a good thing to do alone in that neighborhood at night. So Luke walked me to the bus stop, waited for the bus with me and gave me a quick good night kiss. All in all, an enjoyable evening and a great start to the YODA. We'll see if my luck continues to Thursday.

How Are You Still Working Paul Moyer?

So, I may or may not at times listen to Star 98.7 online while at work. Shut up - I work in a fairly high traffic area and I need something completely non-offensive. Granted, some of the songs they play offend me with their banality, but that is the price I must pay to listen to music instead of the attorney down the hall who does Google searches for his wife while she's on speakerphone. All of this is a lead up to say I got to start my morning with one of my hometown news anchors. Oh Paul Moyer, how I miss your inability to present the news in a way that doesn't grate on my very last nerve. Just seeing your face brought back the many years spent cringing in horror at your newscasts.

A Little Catch Up

The weekend between Christmas and New Year's Eve I was invited to go up to Baltimore for the Ravens v. Steelers game. My compadre Niki went to school with one of the Steelers and he offered up a hotel room for Saturday night and tickets to Sunday's game. I won't lie. I was more excited about spending time with my friend (she's in PA and I never get to see her) than the actual game since I am a 49'ers fan. That said, it was pretty fun being a guest of the team and having dinner with Nick. He's a super nice, funny guy and was incredibly generous that weekend. He took us out to dinner, then drinks (water for him) where we watched the Pats eke out their 16th win. The game itself was freezing cold, wet, and windy...first time ever I've been too cold to drink beer. Plus, Ravens fans are, unbelievably, more obnoxious than Orioles fans. Must be the city.

New Year's Eve I was all set to stay in for the night, having turned down a number of invites to do things, I really just wanted to have a calm NYE. Well, that ended at around 9:30 pm. After getting harrassed out by my friends and being assured that if I got all pretty we would NOT be hanging out at James' house, I trudged up to Columbia Heights (really, only 8 minutes away) whereupon entering James' house I found everyone ready to spend the evening in, offering the truth fact that telling me we would go out was the only way to get me out of my house. Damn their logic. I rallied them up enough to hoof it over to a local bar, The Red Derby (my new favorite neighborhood bar btw). We were able to get seats at the bar and had a lovely time drinking inexpensive beer. Having helped the bar staff open a couple bottles of champs right before midnight scored Mary and me two bottles to share between us. The boy next to me asked me to do a shot with him, and who am I to say no? He then asked if he could take a picture of me because he thought I was pretty...which was a little odd, bordering on creepy. He turned out to be a pretty nice, normal guy who kept asking if he could take me to brunch. Instead we are going out this Thursday. Let the Year of Dating Appropriately begin!

A Dark Spot on the History of Baseball

No, I'm not talking about the steroids scandal that we're in the midst of, I'm speaking of the day 3 years and 2 days ago when that bastard Arte Moreno renamed my California Angels to include Los Angeles. Before you ask, yes I'm still angry. I'm pretty sure Gene Autry is too.

Pssst!

So, after a long 9 month absence, I'm back. I'm not going to promise to post regularly. I'm not going to even attempt to sum up the time I was gone from here. I'm just going to pick up like I was never gone and you're going to be okay with it. 2008 has started off pretty good and considering that it has been declared the Year of Dating Appropriately, it will probably prove to have at least a few entertaining stories.