Watching An Atlanta Braves Game Is Bizarre, Who The Hell Is Charlie Moore, And A Song
So John Smoltz just knocked in an RBI single, capping off a three run seventh inning for the Atlanta Braves to put them on top, 3-1. The crowd is really excited, but I can't get into a National League game, and not just because it isn't the Red Sox. I can get into a lot of AL games, but there's something about the Braves. Why is it that they're so boring, even when they're playing in an extremely entertaining game.
It could be all of the advertisements for diabetes and prostate treatment. That just doesn't go with baseball. Trot Nixon trying to read a cue card for the American Red Cross, or Joe "Professor-From-Back-To-The-Future-Haircut" Sullivan's grandchildren asking Terry Francona to rapidly explain a suicide squeeze.
Here's a funny NESN story. Have you ever seen the advertisements for Charlie Moore Outdoors? Charlie Moore is that sad fisherman guy who calls himself "The Mad Fisherman," making a fool out himself with a camera crew somewhere off the coast of Cape Cod.
So I actually watched this show when I was at lunch today on Beacon Hill and for a long time I thought it must be some kind of an infomercial, because there didn't seem to be any commercials breaking it up.
Then I realized that there were in fact commercials, it was just that Charlie Moore was in all of them.
And I mean, seriously, literally, all of them.
He sold restaurants, auto repair, porno stores, you name it. Charlie Moore was endorsing it.
There were also a few shots of Charlie Moore at home, which was interesting, because his house is resoundingly unimpressive, so he's probably not making all that much money with all of this.
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I wrote this song last night, and I'd like someone to try to put music to the lyrics. I already had a little melody in my head, but I think other people could do a better job.
"Big Fat Black Guy Sleepin' On The Train"
Big fat black guy, sleepin' on the train
Where is he gonna get off?
It could be downtown or it could be state
But I'm guessing it's central square
Oh central square, central square
That's where all the poor people live.
Poor fat black guy sleepin' on the train.
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I'm going to the beach.
It could be all of the advertisements for diabetes and prostate treatment. That just doesn't go with baseball. Trot Nixon trying to read a cue card for the American Red Cross, or Joe "Professor-From-Back-To-The-Future-Haircut" Sullivan's grandchildren asking Terry Francona to rapidly explain a suicide squeeze.
Here's a funny NESN story. Have you ever seen the advertisements for Charlie Moore Outdoors? Charlie Moore is that sad fisherman guy who calls himself "The Mad Fisherman," making a fool out himself with a camera crew somewhere off the coast of Cape Cod.
So I actually watched this show when I was at lunch today on Beacon Hill and for a long time I thought it must be some kind of an infomercial, because there didn't seem to be any commercials breaking it up.
Then I realized that there were in fact commercials, it was just that Charlie Moore was in all of them.
And I mean, seriously, literally, all of them.
He sold restaurants, auto repair, porno stores, you name it. Charlie Moore was endorsing it.
There were also a few shots of Charlie Moore at home, which was interesting, because his house is resoundingly unimpressive, so he's probably not making all that much money with all of this.
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I wrote this song last night, and I'd like someone to try to put music to the lyrics. I already had a little melody in my head, but I think other people could do a better job.
"Big Fat Black Guy Sleepin' On The Train"
Big fat black guy, sleepin' on the train
Where is he gonna get off?
It could be downtown or it could be state
But I'm guessing it's central square
Oh central square, central square
That's where all the poor people live.
Poor fat black guy sleepin' on the train.
- - - -
I'm going to the beach.
posted by AM at 12:05 AM
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