Random ramblings
Fantasy Baseball 2012, aka “Watch an amateur draft himself into last place”
0As you can probably gather from the title, it’s been a while since I’ve done Fantasy Baseball. In fact, the last time was eight years ago with this guy (who has an awesome last name) was still in the big leagues. So decided to plunge myself into the deep, murky waters again when a forum of uber baseball geeks decided to fire up a league on yahoo’s fantasy sports portal, partly because it was a decent turnout, partly because I knew it’d be a passionate group, and partly because of boredom. So after a Sunday of drafting, laughter, calls of “overdraft!” and the bitching of those hung over from yesterdays festivities, I give you the line-up that I open the season with.
Who knew finding a blog theme you like could be this good?
0Throughout the existence of this blog, in its many incarnations and theme adjustments, one of the beefs that I’ve had was trying to find a theme that I actually liked. Most were extremely basic, and would break of look pretty clunky when you try to add any additional modules, and not being a design master, creating something that I’d be happy with myself was a bit of a long shot.
It’s the little things that you miss
0When I was younger, we had a tradition at my house where on my birthday we’d all pile into the car and head up into the Northumberland Hills to a fancy restaurant/hotel called the Northumberland Heights. There, with the panoramic view of Lake Ontario and the decently sized hill that you had to climb to get there, I’d have what in my opinion was the best Weiner Schnitzel on earth. A slab of breaded pork perfectly seasoned that took up half the plate, covered liberally with lemon juice (they never had ketchup or what not, which in hindsight is a good thing), with tons of roasted potatoes seasoned to perfection, and usually red cabbage, although I quickly discovered it didn’t agree with me at all. It wasn’t cheap, but for me it was great since I got it for free, and it was the lone Germanic dish I’d have all year, so I’d relish it like I was given gold.
How I stopped worrying and started to enjoy watching curling again
0When I talk sports with friends of mine, it’s always interesting to see what their first sports memory is. For some it’s their first hit playing tball. Others, its a football game they watched with their father. For myself though, mine would be unique in that the sport would be curling. It wouldn’t be a tv event, but watching my father and the team that he was a part of for over two decades playing at the local club’s most prestigious bonspiel, the hootenanny. From what I was told years later, based on the description of the it, it was when the old club still existed, which burnt to the ground decades ago, so pretty decent for a kiddo that could probably barely walk ten steps without falling on his face.
A shoutout to Taha Paksu
3So after about three weeks that has felt like bad luck had taken up residence and wasn’t paying rent, I got some time to work on the ole blog again. And one of the first things that I wanted to do was to restore the album listing that I had in the previous version. So half empecting the multitude of errors and freakouts that it did a few weeks ago, I click on the activate link and….









