Lou Pickney's Online Commentary
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February 21, 2005
My friend Rad here at work has talked me into joining a fantasy baseball league. I pride myself in keeping a close eye on NFL stats and goings-on, and so fantasy football is something I can do and usually have some success in. But fantasy baseball... that's something very foreign to me. I just don't keep up with baseball stats all that much. But now that I have a competitive interest in doing so, I will have some motivation to actually pay attention to baseball stats.
Then again, I get the itch for some sports about this time every year. Basketball is in full swing, which is always nice. March Madness is around the corner, and that annual tradition is supremely fun. But with the NHL season cancelled, after the college hoops wraps up it will be only NBA for me until the NFL and NCAA football seasons start up in August/September. So I might as well get into baseball. To point, yesterday I watched a great deal of the first half of the Philadelphia/New Orleans Arena Football game and even the last bit of the Daytona 500 (and I'm not a NASCAR fan). Bubba was in Tony Stewart's pit, and I was hoping he'd get some TV exposure if Stewart won. But alas, it wasn't meant to be.
Speaking of TV, I've been watching quite a bit of the History Channel lately. One of the more interesting shows on there is The Dog Whisperer. The host is a guy who goes around to visit homes with dogs that are disobedient and have trouble interacting with people and/or other animals. I've only seen one episode so far, but it's been rather fascinating to see how he gets the dogs to behave very quickly, without using violence or abuse or any ill treatment of the animals.
Today at work my friend David Ogg posed a challenge to me. He had a song on his iPod that he could not identify, and he had me listen to it. I liked the song, but I was unfamiliar with it. I quickly used my usual internet sleuthing tactics, looking up song lyric bits in quotation marks, etc. But this proved to be a frustrating exercise, as the lyrics weren't online anywhere that I could find.
Finally, in a stroke of luck, I did a search for "Who Is Me" and "Peaches" (both lyrics from the song). A list of songs had Silvercrush "Who Is Me" and Presidents of the United States of America's "Peaches". With the odd title of "Who Is Me", I figured I was onto something. And, sure enough, I was right.
After reading a little about the band and seeing that they fit the format (Dave said that he heard them on the now-departed Star 95.7 a year and a half ago), I went to amazon.com and listened to a 30 second clip of the song "Who Is Me", which appeared on Silvercrush's CD Stand. It was a match, and voila, the mystery was solved.
This past weekend was rather subdued, despite finally being over being sick. I'm still on antibiotics, since I didn't get the Zithromax from my doctor this time around (I'm on one of those prescriptions that instead takes like 14 days to complete). You're not supposed to drink while on it, and so I didn't. So no party boy Lou this past weekend. No biggie.
As of this writing, my 2/11/2005 commentary is already #1 on Google for the search for the word "DayQuil". Funny how that happens, yet I can't get Google to properly index my old archives from 2002-2003 (from when I did the big .html to .shtml switchover). Oh well, such is life. DraftKing.com is still busy as can be, and we're two months out from draft day.
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