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October 15, 1999 217 black ducks 3 white tailed deer
Is this a great ALCS or what?!?! I can't wait 'til tomorrow's game at Fenway.
Today's Reading: Danube by Claudio Magris
Copyright © 1999, Janet I. Egan |
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If there were any exotic off course migrants this morning I missed them anyway. I stayed up to watch the Red Sox lose to the Yankees again. Ramón Martinez pitched well but the hitters just kept leaving guys on base. Just look at the number of hits and the LOB total: R H E LOB
Boston 000 020 000-- 2 10 0 13
NY Yankees 000 100 20x-- 3 7 0 8
I enjoyed the game even though the Red Sox lost,
I got a lot of the list done, except that the birding was in the late afternoon. I tried to bunch the errands so that everything I wanted to do in the greater Newburyport area was at the end of the errand doing, giving me time to relax. Getting the envelopes also involved spending a long time petting Jaguar, who actually looks a little pinker than he did - not so ghostly. Then it was over to a gallery in Newburyport, where the MRFRS public relations person has her day job (actually she owns the gallery). I had e-mailed her the JPEG files a week or so ago to save time and extra trips, but come to find out she has one of those minimalist e-mail setups that can't view or download attachments. After I gave her the diskette and a hard copy just in case, I spent a few minutes with her computer because she wanted me to show her how to download attachments. That was how I found out that the minimalist e-mail program provided by her ISP just leaves the attachments on the server until you go over quota - sort of like what happened with the infamous photo of Zsolt's mother, except that his problem was with one of those large popular e-mail providers. Anyway, I had to resort to what we used to call in the olden days of computing "sneakernet". Someday, the Internet will be everything it's hyped to be, but only when somebody designs rational software that can be used by regular human beings who are artists or bricklayers or whatever, instead of techno geeks. So there I was across the street from Olde Port Book Shop. Could I avoid browsing a little? Nope. I found a wonderful book put out by the WPA about the 1938 hurricane (most formative event in Rhode Island history since Roger Williams). As I was browsing, a woman walked into the shop and asked "Do you have any John Marquand?" At last! The great Marquand revival has begun! As the woman at the register was answering her, I piped up and recommended Timothy Dexter Revisited. She said she'd just come from the museum (the Custom House Museum?) and just learned about Marquand there. By the time I got to the refuge, the sun was so low that I couldn't make out the details of most of the shorebirds at the salt pannes. But the ruby crowned kinglet was highly visible hopping around on the path in front of the out houses at Hellcat. I practically tripped over him. |
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The
morning after a strong northwest wind is the best time to
look for unusual avian visitors. Especially little brown
jobbies. 
but
I really wish they could put these games on TV a littler
earlier. Both teams are in the east and so are their fans.
Well most of them. The Red Sox have fans in places like
Palestine and other Middle Eastern countries because of all
the students who come to Boston to go to college, discover
the Red Sox, and go back to their home countries unable to
shake the addiction. And there are west coast fans too,
owing to the emigration of high tech workers from
Massachusetts and similar causes. But would it hurt Fox's
ratings to start the game at 7:30 instead of 8:17 or 8:09?
For people like me who can't go to bed until it's over, and
even then have to wind down for awhile before I can sleep,
the ALCS is having the same effect as jet lag.
Despite
the post midnight bed time, my to do list for the day
read: