Love of Sox

Post All-Star Break, Break

This blogger is on hiatus for the time being, pending some revamping of my current projects.  Meanwhile, please enjoy my San Diego Comic-Con International photographs found here, at Flickr.com.  I'll be writing a re-cap of my time at the convention soon.

Checking in on the Surf Dawgs

San Diego City Beat, a "local" alternative skewing free weekly run by a bigger concern in Los Angles, has an interesting article about 46 year old Rickey Henderson and the San Diego Surf Dawgs of the fledgling Golden Baseball League.

"...Nearly to the dugout steps at the end of the locker room, I heard a shower and—like an idiot—turned. It takes a moment to set in really, the fact that I am face to face, within spitting distance, of the all-time Major League Baseball leader in stolen bases, bases on balls and runs scored. It takes another moment to process my situation—facing Rickey Henderson stark naked, lathered in Lever 2000, showering after being ejected from an independent league baseball game. From what I recall, a respectful “’sup” was exchanged—both of us looking like deer in headlights—after which I promptly took my exit...."

The rest of the article can be found here.

Living the Life

A friend of a friend here in San Diego is living the life that many of us office slaves and cubicle monkeys would envy.  He's a fashion photographer who just spent time in Brazil and Miami photographing models.  Apparently this guy never complains about his job.  His site can be found here.

Max the cat is feeling better it seems.  He had bloodwork done and his white blood cell count was up, signalling some sort of infection according to the vet.  He got another IV of fluids (he ended up getting three IV's of fluids in consecutive days) and anti-biotics and is back it seems close to his normal self.  Trying to give a pill to a big cat twice a day has been interesting as he has a look of betrayal on his face everytime we've managed to get his mouth open, the pill in, and keep his mouth shut.  I am hoping big Max is out of the woods.   

Dump the Dog Marches On

Dumpthedog.com has been updated and the campaign continues. I invite you all to visit the updated site and implore you to avoid the NYT and it's companies until such time as they dump the dog. I have received feedback from one reader in the UK, "That site is truly a worthless stream of pure bile. At one time, it seemed to be pretty cool ..." Read the rest of the letter here.

Sick Animal

This is not a post about an unsavory sports figure or a someone in the news but rather my sick cat.  His name is Max and he his the brother of the Sox Cat, Minnie the Mouser shown in my picture.  He has always been a big cat who sleeps much of the day but is affectionate and playful with myself, my girlfriend and his two sister cats.  The past few days we noticed he was much more sluggish than usual and decided to bring him to the vet.  The vet checked him out and found that he doesn't have any type of obstruction that would prevent him from eliminating wastes, one thing we wondered.  He was given some fluids llike they would give to an athlete and seemed to perk up a bit last night.  He seems a bit better today but we will probably return him to the vet today to get some bloodwork done.  For those of us that have animals in our lives, they become such a big part of our lives and are truly family members.  I've spent the last couple of days worrying about my big buddy and reading other great blogs when I can, so my writing has suffered.  I hope you'll indulge me and will keep you all updated on Max.