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You know, it's nice when your team has a sucky player, particularly a sucky pitcher that the team insists on plugging into the starting rotation, who goes out and hurts himself in some stupid way, thus keeping him off the field indefinitely.  Such is the situation with Royals pitcher John Bale, the only one of KC's 2008 starters who scares me enough that I really never want to see him on the mound.  Brian Bannister has been great, Zack Greinke has been amazing, Gil Meche is starting to come around, Luke Hochevar looks quite good his last two times out, and even Brett Tomko has had a few nice outings.  But John Bale sucks.  So it was nice when he started experiencing "shoulder fatigue," but gosh, it was extra nice of John, right as he's getting to the point where he might be coming back, to go and punch a door and break his pitching hand.  Thanks for taking one for the team, John!  Because as much of a rollercoaster ride as the Tomko express may be, it's still much better than the John Bale stink train.

Now, here's hoping that when Bale is finally ready to pitch again, he does it (a) in AAA, or (b) for another team.

So, I think I failed to come here and declare my love for Forgetting Sarah Marshall, so I'm saying now, oooh, I love that movie!  I do!  Okay, here's the trailer, not because I think anyone hasn't seen it, just because I want to watch it again, and I feel like plugging it into my page here:

Anyway.  I loved pretty much everything about this one.  The cast especially.  I already knew I liked Jason Segel, and I've always liked Mila Kunis.  And though I've always liked Kristen Bell, I just haven't ever seen that much featuring her (aside from her voice in Gossip Girl!).  Well, I like her even more now.  I think she was great here.  And I didn't even know Russell Brand before this, but he was strangely awesome.  Yeah, I thought this was fun.  I did.  I really kinda want to go see it again!  Soon!  Probably my favorite movie in the early going of 2007 so far.

I also saw Baby Mama, just today (well, on Saturday), and I liked it, too.  Not nearly as much as Forgetting Sarah Marshall, but I thought it was pretty good.  Not super funny, but it was nice.  I think I'd be pretty happy with anything featuring Tina Fey.  Though I still haven't quite been able to get myself hooked on 30 Rock.  I need to keep trying.  Hmmm.

But yes.  Forgetting Sarah Marshall.  Yay!

This is going to take me forever to type, but it's too good for me to ignore.  In the latest issue of Esquire Magazine, there's an article about Miley Cyrus/Hannah Montana.  I have not yet read all of this article, but before I do, I have to give you the paragraph in which the author, Chuck Klosterman, who's pretty great, describes Hannah Montana for the uninitiated.  Here it is:

If you already know Hannah Montana, skip to the next paragraph.  If you don't, here are the pertinent details: She is the most famous teenager in America, which makes her the third or fourth most powerful person in the universe.  Hannah Montana is a highly rated TV show on the Disney network that focuses on a (nonfictional, I guess) pop star named "Hannah Montana," who secretly lives an unassuming life as California citizen "Miley Stewart."  Both roles are played by Miley Cyrus, a likable, enthusiastic vessel who is a) actually named Destiny Hope Cyrus and b) the daughter of country goofosaurus Billy Ray Cyrus, who also portrays her dad on the program.  Besides appearing on TV, Miley Cyrus records and tours as Hannah Montana and succeeds with Madonna-like tenacity.  During concerts in 2007, she would be momentarily replaced onstage with a body double who lip-synched her songs while Cyrus changed clothes.  The body double was a cloned replicant of Cyrus, built with DNA from the singer's saliva and rapidly aged through the unsanctioned, experimental process of hypermaturilization.  She has also toured with the Cheetah Girls.

(After the word "hypermaturilization," there's a little number 1, referring to a footnote that reads, "Author speculation.")

Aaaaaaand, okay, now I've read the whole article, and it's not really all about Hannah Montana, but rather the Hannah Montana phenomenon and how it has become what it is and its relationship to young people and the Internet.  So yeah, the above paragraph was the high point of the article for me.  Because it cracked me up.  It's excellent.  The description of Billy Ray as a goofosaurus is a nice start, and the whole cloned replicant thing is great.  But adding the Cheetah Girls sentence at the end, that was genius.  Well played, Mr. Klosterman.  Nice.

Also, Miley's actual name is so delightfully stupid, I ... can't say anything to mock it.  It does all the work on its own.  It's perfect.  I couldn't have made that one up.  So, so good.

The end.

I just wanted to say, tsk, tsk, Bachelor Matt.  You dismissed my favorite bachelorette last night.  Amanda is cool, but I love Noelle.  She runs her own little photography business, she's smart, beautiful, not afraid to tell you that she has a "grandma" side to her (very endearing to me!), and she's from Colorado!  Sure, she's in California now, but Colorado!  From a city I know, to boot!  And I love her name.  I think she's awesome.  Tsk, tsk, tsk.  Tsk.  Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.  But that's okay.  While it was disappointing at the time, it's certainly true that (for the most part), the women who go home early on this show are always the real winners.  So yeah.  Thanks for not coming to America and stealing all our women, Matt.  Thanks for leaving the best one!  Ha, ha.  Funny how, for the most part, I always end up liking the people on that show who seem like they really aren't quite reality show material (a big compliment).

Yes, I know, dorky show.

In other TV news, Gossip Girl really is awesome, and yeah, Blair Waldorf remains my favorite character on TV.  I'm so happy it's back!  Last night's episode was delightfully complex and well-done.

Also, I need to start watching 30 Rock.  Tina Fey is too great for me to not be watching.

AND, it was so nice to have Brothers & Sisters back!  Good show.

And oh!  James Van Der Beek sporting a receding hairline and a Canadian accent on How I Met Your Mother?  I loved it.  AND the return of Robin Sparkles.  Can't ask for more.

Yay for the return of new TV!  We just need more than a few episodes of each show.  Those episodes are going to disappear like THAT.

I was going to post the mp3 of this, but I think I'll go with the video for the song I'm listening to endlessly today:

Tift Merritt!  I love Tift.  And this is my favorite song of hers since her Bramble Rose album (which I looove).  I thought the Tambourine album was good, but yeah, this is what I want from Tift.  I dig it.  Love the lyrics, too.

Yay artists who went to my school when I went there!  She has a Holga in the video, too.  Oooh.

I have now had no sleep whatsoever since ... well, I took about an hour nap yesterday afternoon that ended at 3:30 or so.  But nothing since.  So that's about 19 hours or so?  And no real sleep in about 25 hours.  I knew I was rather alert last night at 4am, but I figured I'd crash once my head hit the pillow.  And I knew I'd had a stomachache all evening, but I didn't really know just why.  I felt pretty crappy all last evening, really.  WELL, now I know what the problem was and is.

It was that McDonald's premium iced coffee I tried for the first time yesterday.  I don't know just how much coffee that guy put into the drink, but wow.  I'm still feeling the effects.  It's rather like torture, ha. I haven't felt the effects of caffeine at all since I was probably less than ten years old.  Coffee never has an effect on me.  I can drink a cup and go right to sleep.  Coke, no problem.  Mountain Dew, king of caffeinated soft drinks, no sweat.  But wow.  This drink has hit me hard.  It's almost like having a reaction to it.  My stomach has just been a mess since 8:00 last night.  I think it hit its worst around 6:00 this morning.  And I have been WIDE AWAKE all night long.  Oh, I tried to sleep.  I lay there for hours and hours, but eventually you make yourself crazy doing that.  So I got up.  Eventually I felt sleepy again, so I tried to sleep again.  Nope.  So now I'm just gonna nap when my body tells me it'll work with me again.  Because this is kinda awful.  And I feeeeel tired, but not sleepy.  I neeeeeeeed to sleep, but I just can't.  I can't BELIEVE I'm still not able to shake the buzz.  Or the churning stomach.

This will be a long day, ha.

First of all, I FINALLY saw my first hummingbird of the year today!  Just one, a male, and he only stayed for a minute, but yeah, I'm excited!

And second, ugh, Parvati is pretty heinous.  And not even 10% as attractive as she seems to think she is.  Blech.

First of all...

ROCK CHALK JAYHAWK, BABY.

I believe that's all that needs to be said.  Monday night, DEFINITELY among the best nights of my entire life.  I can't overstate that.  WOO!

But anyway.  Let's talk baseball.  Sara and I have talked a little about the smoov jazz numbers her team and the Dodgers chose for the national anthem on their respective home opening days, and I was wondering what my Royals would do yesterday for their opener against the Yankees.  Well, I don't know who sang the anthem, but I DO know now that Garth Brooks will be leading a round of "Friends In Low Places" at every home game this season.  According to the Kansas City Star, Garth took a few hours recently and recorded several different openings to the song, just to be played during Royals home games.  The Star says he did 20-25 different openings.  So Royals fans will be singing along to that song this season in the 6th inning or whatever.  Sure, seems like a semi-ripoff of the Boston "Sweet Caroline" thing, but pfft, what do I care?  Ha.  I kinda like it.  I'm all for Garth hanging with the Royals.  Why not?

But still, who sang the anthem?  Hmmmm.  I may never know.  Couldn't you kick in just a little early on opening day, Extra Innings?

So seriously, where are you, hummingbirds?  The tracking maps say you've been this far north already, so c'mon!  Drop by!  The feeders are stocked and fresh and ready to serve!  I miss you guys!  C'mon!

Judy Greer in a Mac ad = awesome.

Andrew has a little Judy Greer crush.

That should be my little Vox tagline up above, ha.

Special thanks to The Foundations.