“Well I love that dirty water –
Oh, Boston, you’re my home!“
Technically I live in the Boston suburb of Somerville, but for all intents and purposes…
Life is good. I’ll be turning to a head hunter to find a permanent job, but a few sidejobs now and again, have kept me “in the game”. The apartment is turning out quite nice, just got my desk up here with some more computers, HDTV is up and running, wireless internet, what more can I ask for?
I came across a great monologue on TV the other day, it really spoke to me, being a fan of baseball, and fan of life ( and all the experiences that come with it ). It was from the FX show “Rescue Me”, with Denis Leary, about a NYC firehouse. This particular monologue was taken from the season finale that was on a couple of days ago. It’s given by Lou, the existential fireman in the house, speaking to a younger fireman, while at a baseball game. While not as prophetic as James Earl Jones in “Field of Dreams”, I think Lou sums up everything pretty well, and I had to share it.
“Anyway, baseball and life…one and the same. Everybody says that, eh, life is too short. Bullshit! Life, unless you get cancer or hit by a bus or set on fire, takes forever, just like baseball. It’s a series of long, mind bogglingly boring stretches of time, where, absolutely nothing happens. So, you take a nap. Then, after a little while, when that crisp crack of the bat hittin’ the ball… so crisp you can almost… smell that wood burning, jolts you awake and you open your eyes… and you see something so exciting and intricate, and possibly very, very meaningful has just happened, but… you missed it because you were just so god damned bored in the first place. Well… you know – couple of hot dogs, throw in some beers… and the occasional blowjob and that’s that.”
