Photos: Citi Field, New York

#27 of Major League Baseball ballparks, I made my way through Flushing, New York to Meet the Mets.

Unfortunately, my ballparks site is down for the indefinite future, but honestly, I’ve been giving a lot of thought to perhaps switching it up to a blog format, because when it comes down to it, I probably could talk about ballparks enough to warrant making it such.

Anyway, Citi Field is a pretty nice ballpark in itself, very much attune to the New York state of mind, with its exorbitant luxury sponsors, exclusive clubs all over the place, and walking through areas that stop and make you wonder if you’re headed to a casino, or the bleachers.

I would write more about the place, but it’s something that I’ll eventually get to when my ballparks site is up and running again, hopefully someday.

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Why I like the Fast and Furious franchise

I don’t even know where to begin talking about Furious7.  Except that I enjoyed it, and I had more than one case of the feels admittedly, watching it; whether it was from the farewell piecemealed together for Paul Walker and his character, or the repeated monologues spouted by Vin Diesel about the importance of family.

Sure, it was a completely absurd movie, as every single one in the franchise was, and there was no length too far for the action sequences to go just a little bit more over the top than the one before it.  Who cares about the logic of how like a Somalian mercenary terrorist with a troupe of very American-sounding mercs manages to get a helicopter armed to the teeth with an accompanying Predator drone into Los Angeles airspace without alerting everyone in the city until it starts firing upon Toretto & Co.  Who cares about Kurt Russell basically being Nick Fury with SHIELD behind him?  Where does Dominic Toretto seem to house his endless supply of classic muscle cars that he just ends up destroying one after another?

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(Poorly) Veiled Earth Day bullshit

When I got to work, I noticed that the trash can around my desk had no bag inside of it when I was about to toss some garbage into it.  I looked around, and it turned out that nobody’s trash cans had any bags inside any of them.  I was perplexed by this.

It turns out that the building in which my office is located in has adopted the ever-clichéd “let’s become greener” approach that so many individuals and conglomerate entities attempt on a regular basis.  The recent passing of the latest Earth Day seemed like a convenient date in which to launch this initiative, and for all intents and purposes is effective on a permanent basis.

That’s fine with me, as I do not see any objection to trying to be somewhat more green and conservative with waste.  I don’t care for the fact that I’m not supposed to have leisurely use of my waste basket for empty coffee cups and any other trash that I would normally have tossed in there, but I can play by the rules, if everyone else is willing to.  It is a little obnoxious, but it’s certainly not the end of the world.

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Pretty amazing

Summary: Due to the Baltimore protests/riots, the Orioles and the Chicago White Sox play a baseball game completely closed to the public for safety reasons.

On any given day during the baseball season, give the guys over at Elias Sports Bureau enough time, and they’ll relay some tidbit of information that is a FIRST EVER OCCURRENCE in Major League Baseball.  Usually it will be the most obscure and discreet factoid on the planet like “First time left-hand batter collects extra-base hit off of African-American ambidextrous pitcher on a Tuesday with a humidity index of under 38% – IN HISTORY” but the point remains that every day is a first for something in the great American game.

In other words, a whole bunch of things nobody cares about, and lesser chance that anyone would actually remember.

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Spoken like someone who doesn’t get BEST WORST HOLIDAY off

Impetus: Creative Loafing “article” about how Confederate Memorial Day should be ended.

For starters, this is the “author” of said “article.”  Can we say definition of white guilt here?  Or should I call it like it really is, which is the dreaded slow news day?

What the so-called Unofficial Governor of the Day doesn’t seem to realize is that if he were to get his wish and Confederate Memorial Day were ended, and no longer recognized as a state holiday that many, many Georgia state workers do not get off any more, there would likely be a large segment of said many, many Georgia state workers who would wish that his head ended up on a spike outside the walls of Kings Landing.

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Brief social commentary

One of the most clichéd sayings out there is “two wrongs don’t make a right.”  Pretty much everyone has heard this saying, yet it’s very apparent that there are many more that clearly know them simply as words and not necessarily sage wisdom, and are incapable of heeding to it.

It doesn’t matter whether it’s in Baltimore or Ferguson, Philadelphia or Atlanta, New Orleans or Charleston; there is rarely a time in which rioting is ever the answer.  If allegations of police brutality towards black people are true, then that is wrong.  Burning vehicles and buildings and erupting in physical violence with complete strangers does not make that wrong right; such is also wrong.

Those two particular wrongs most certainly aren’t going to make a right.  Ever.  Believe it or not, I’d wager a good bit that I’m right on this one.

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BEST WORST HOLIDAY

Ahh, it’s that time of the year when I can wake up on a Monday morning, and not feel the anxious feeling of knowing that I have a finite amount of time to brush my teeth, get dressed, let the dog out, and get out on the road, before a very tiny window of time that separates a 45-minute commute from a 60+ minute commute.

For it is Confederate Memorial Day observed in the great state of Georgia, and I do not have to work today.

This is kind of like the feeling of watching your favorite sports team’s arch-rivals losing to a third party.  After your favorite sports team has already lost for the day.

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