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Tuesday, March 3, 2009

To Whom It May Concern:

No, Jim Bouton didn't die, and his birthday
isn't until March 8th -- Happy Early Birthday,
Jim! -- but I just felt that the cover of his second
book was appropriate in relation to today's post!

To Whom It May Concern:

Was it something I said?

  • If you have absolutely no idea why I wrote that, then it probably wasn't aimed at you. Sleep well tonight, old chum.
  • If you think that it probably was "aimed at you," then maybe... just maybe... it was. Please be so kind as to answer my question. A private email would be nice.
  • If the whole thing leaves you totally confused and you don't know what you could possibly have done to make me ask that but you wonder if it was you just because you're the worrying type... *sigh* Well, that's how confused I've been for the last few days. Sorry to freak you out, too.
  • And today, just this once... I ain't thankin' nobody fer nuttin'.


  1. To Concerned:
    In the jungles of Central America, Men of Science today are digging down through the debris of centuries and piecing together one of the greatest jigsaw puzzles of the ages--the mystery of the Mayas!
    All set! You bet! Thanks for stoppin' by! (Or, wait. Guess I stopped by? Oops.) Pop

  2. Oh dear...this doesn't sound good. Let me know if you need a surly* Canadian to administer any beatings.

    (*I'm not normally surly but I can fake it.)

  3. Thanks ever so much, "Surly Canadian," but seeing the mood I've been in lately, I wanna save any beatings for myself to dish out! (Where are the Damiens of this world when you really need 'em?)

    (By the way, as long as you're "here," did you get those articles I had forwarded to you, as well as that other thing?)

  4. Who the heck is Pop Mechs? I feel a headache coming on...must go lie down with one of the those big, circular ice bags from old movies on my head...

    And: Who is Jim Bouton? The name isn't immediately recognizable without me doing the google.

  5. Sparkle:

    Pop Mechs is some kinda D.I.Y. Zen Master, I believe.

    He's also the guy in your profile icon.

    Jim Bouton wrote a book called Ball Four -- the book pictured in this post is its sequel -- in which he told all sorts of stories about professional baseball players that made them out to be a bunch of egotistical, immature frat-boy types who did an endless amount of carousing, cheating on their wives while on the road, etc., including juvenile stunts like standing under the bleachers to look up women's skirts.

    And remind me to tell you the Ted Williams story someday.

  6. Huh? What? There's a MAN in my PROFILE photo? Aiiiiiieeeee!Sheesh. NOW you tell me. How long as he been there? That's not me.

    Is "Ball Four" funny? It looks like it might be.

    Ted WILLIAMS I know all about. He wrote "Cat On A Hot Tin Roof."
    (I jest--look forward to hearing the story!)

  7. Ball Four is very funny. Want me to loan you my copy?

    And... oh, hell, here's the Ted Williams story (with a PROFANITY ALERT):

    In the bullpen tonight Jim Pagliaroni was telling us how Ted Williams, when he was still playing, would psyche himself up for a game during batting practice, usually early practice before the fans or reporters got there.

    He'd go into the cage, wave his bat at the pitcher and start screaming at the top of his voice, "My name is Ted fucking Williams and I'm the greatest hitter in baseball."

    He'd swing and hit a line drive.

    "Jesus H. Christ Himself couldn't get me out."

    And he'd hit another.

    Then he'd say, "Here comes Jim Bunning. Jim fucking Bunning and that little shit slider of his."


    "He doesn't really think he's gonna get me out with that shit."


    "I'm Ted fucking Williams."


  8. Cool! I'll read it. Thanks for the offer of a loan--but I'm gonna check it out of the library. I LOVE LIBRARIES.

    WOW! The splendid splinter invented trash talk. Awesome.

    (Do you think that would work with my job? Might scare the dog. Better not try.)

  9. Too cool. The other day, when I included Jim's Bouton's Ted F. Williams story in my comments, it mentioned a baseball player named Jim Bunning. I'm not real big on sports, so I was fairly unfamiliar with Mr. B.

    Guess who showed up TODAY in a New York Times article? Republican Senator Jim Bunning, from Kentucky... who is kind of an @$$hole, evidently.

    I STILL Have The Power!


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