Allez Les Diables!
Kristian and I went shopping the other day and the guy helping us out said, "Hey, your French is decent, are you Belgian?" First of all, this is empirically hilarious.…
Little Gretzky
I'm not entirely sure where she got it from, but Lilian freaking loves hockey. I used to love hockey (sadly, I don't have much free time for it these days),…
The Fight for Air Climb
A week or so ago, I got together with one of my old workout buddies and a friend of hers to do the American Lung Association's Fight for Air Climb.…
My First Playoff Game at Fenway
They say that nothing breeds success like success. Apparently this extends into the arena of playoff tickets. Ever since I moved back to Boston after college, I've entered the Red…
Lilian’s First Red Sox Game
Lilian had already been to her first baseball game, but a couple of weeks ago, we took her to her first game at Fenway Park. So, you know, it was…
Lilian Takes Manhattan Brooklyn
Thursday morning, we packed the whole family (minus the cats, the poor cats never get to go anywhere) and drove down to NYC for the weekend. Why Thursday morning? My…
That Lyric Little Bandbox
Thirty years ago, when my Mom was pregnant with me, she went to a Red Sox game with my Dad. Not such a big deal in the grand scheme of…
Wendell Smith and the Integration of Baseball
I had two comments on Tuesday's post about my potential future thesis. Both (extremely lovely, natch) commenters expressed interest in hearing more about the topic. In my world, where I…
Dustin Pedroia is Still My Honorary Wiffle Ball Captain
Ok, so I promised a photoriffic travel recap today. And then I couldn't find my CF card reader. And then the dog ate my homework, which is a pretty impressive…
Benevolent World Domination will Dominate You… Benevolently.
While watching the Super Bowl last night, it struck me that they've managed to find sponsors for pretty much everything. You don't just have halftime, you have halftime sponsored by…