Ladies and Gentlemen, the Prime Minister of Australia kicking ass and taking names (mostly Tony Abbott’s). [x]
The Blue Jays have been searching a long time for their ‘good try, good effort’ kid
(also, lack of contractions even on a full blown sign? #ProMove bro)
So…that’s that. Officially, no, but the last game I will personally see. This season might have tried to suck the soul out of Blue Jays fans, but I’ll still miss it until the next season rolls around.
Except Buck and Pat. I will never ever miss Buck and Pat.
Playoff baseball puts a stopper in the void, but doesn’t fill it; it won’t until the boys in blue are playing true October baseball. Plus, well, it will end soon enough too.
Then I’m going to have to go through a winter filled with nothing but reconciling myself to Steve Nash as a Laker, and the Raptors not even able to give some semblance of hope in their competitiveness.
Roy Halladay Diamond Kings, 2003 Donruss, #71
The essence of all beautiful art, all great art, is gratitude.
- Friedrich Nietzsche
Nietzsche is right. This painting is a masterpiece because the artist Frank Scicchitano is, like all of us, simply grateful that we can enjoy the body of work of Harry Leroy Halladay III.
I would ask which painting is more erotic, this one or Scicchitano’s portrait of Fabio, but we all know the answer. Get the hell out of here Fabio, you’re out of your league.
Roy Halladay has never looked so beautiful.
When you start to google what the heck a “bisket” is when you realize…
Representing this rollercoaster of a season. This rollercoaster that gave us the remarkable lows somehow without the dizzying highs.
Move to Saskatchewan, and at a…healthy 28 you can substitute ‘gainfully employed, not addicted to pot, and not living on a farm’ as the holy grail for a date. It’s remarkably high criteria to meet.
Baseball, just….Blue Jays baseball right now
The baseball equivalent of a deer in the headlights.
And it wasn’t even from seeing Prince Fielder barreling towards him
Obviously his “move” is telling women he can do the lift from Dirty Dancing.
In other news, I’m living for the day the #BlueJays play meaningful September baseball. Imagine Lawrie going batshit over a walkoff win when it matters in the standings.
On a final note: screw the Orioles. No matter how loveable they may seem