tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166712268390469595.post56695737321617220..comments2007-09-14T20:25:10.508-04:00The Brooklyn Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12948928776452062001noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166712268390469595.post-39269240281140030352007-09-14T20:25:00.000-04:002007-09-14T20:25:00.000-04:00On second thought, perhaps I should conside that the internet has truly enabled me to become the stalker I always knew I could be.<BR/><BR/>Perhaps not a good thing. Hmmm?SarahLeighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693577464343562106noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166712268390469595.post-42451302077203925892007-09-14T14:31:00.000-04:002007-09-14T14:31:00.000-04:00HA HA! I'm so gonna go find you on JDATE.SarahLeighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693577464343562106noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166712268390469595.post-60601075073608932402007-09-13T18:12:00.000-04:002007-09-13T18:12:00.000-04:00gn - Yeah ... I had a running joke with INPY about a home-and-home, and with plenty of reasons to go, threw out those dates, so he should be aware. And good god - an HH with me coming <I>and</I> two birthdays?! No one's gonna be able to remember enough to blog!The Brooklyn Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12948928776452062001noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166712268390469595.post-90741753528477071332007-09-13T17:33:00.000-04:002007-09-13T17:33:00.000-04:00I can't speak for the other hosts, but that weekend might actually be an HH! And possibly birthday celebrations for Todd and me. Shit's gonna be crazy!gnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09298137120485529847noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166712268390469595.post-30472023416625812012007-09-13T15:15:00.000-04:002007-09-13T15:15:00.000-04:00gn - journalism's definitely an interesting field to people, it seems. The whole concept of irregular hours baffles them, I think. And it also gives off an aura of being way more glamorous than it is. Reporting is effing hard!<BR/><BR/>Good luck in PR, kid. With the right attitude - and a willingness to do that whole team thing - you'll enjoy it<BR/><BR/>Book it - Oct. 25-28. If it goes well, or time to chill gets too short, I'll proly visit again before the year's out.<BR/><BR/>cdp - I concur, flirting is fun. I think I'm addicted.<BR/><BR/>If you can find me a nice Jewish girl in Oneonta, I'll be friggin' amazed. JDate's got like 12 people within 200 miles. Not like I have a profile on there. Nothing like that.<BR/><BR/>PS Better him than Jared Lorenzen. Ugh. Friggin' Jints.The Brooklyn Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12948928776452062001noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166712268390469595.post-49824972317987864892007-09-13T14:51:00.000-04:002007-09-13T14:51:00.000-04:00Flirting is fun, and it is good to do it. Flirting for sport is even more fun in crowded bars when involving shots and bets with your friends although it is not a good way to get yourself a sober ride home. <BR/><BR/>Oh. Sorry. Memory lane and such. I flirt too much. <BR/><BR/>Jewish parents love you, and now you should find yourself a nice Jewish girl.<BR/><BR/>PS Brady might be starting for Cleveland this weekend. Boo-yah.cdphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11075048278389213507noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166712268390469595.post-17851174411092271222007-09-13T11:28:00.000-04:002007-09-13T11:28:00.000-04:00I have similar conversations with people about my job (though not to the same degree since it's not <I>nearly</I> as cool as yours), but are always like, "Wow journalism is so cool blah blah."<BR/><BR/>I'm going into PR!<BR/><BR/>I think it's just the grass-is-greener thing.<BR/><BR/>Did you say you're coming to DC next month?gnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09298137120485529847noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166712268390469595.post-90285219678361108632007-09-13T09:45:00.000-04:002007-09-13T09:45:00.000-04:00sarahleigh - Good good. I'm down for being Bloggers with Benefits - if I went a week without commenting, the DC blogosphere would assume I had died. And before I even got to go to a Happy Hour! Clearly, that would be the true tragedy.The Brooklyn Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12948928776452062001noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166712268390469595.post-33912651134975072322007-09-12T15:51:00.000-04:002007-09-12T15:51:00.000-04:00No, I should think that we have an "open" blog relationship at this point. hopefully that works for you, although I'm sure, just like Blog Friends with benefits, it will eventually blow up in my face. <BR/><BR/>Kidding.SarahLeighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693577464343562106noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166712268390469595.post-57317299082391686872007-09-12T15:23:00.000-04:002007-09-12T15:23:00.000-04:00sarahleigh - Does this mean I can't comment on other blogs?<BR/><BR/>Loveseat - Haha. I talk to you all the time, you goof. But yeah, that's a good point. I will try and prepare hard-hitting questions for our next chat.The Brooklyn Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12948928776452062001noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166712268390469595.post-21868194956749166712007-09-12T13:57:00.000-04:002007-09-12T13:57:00.000-04:00u know if you really wanna hear about things that are way more interesting than your life at present, i could talk about Singapore/Philippines, Islam, and the upcoming Peacecorps for hours. but ill need ur journalistic instinct for questionsThe Loveseathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06114976800584371238noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166712268390469595.post-65127350665573753992007-09-12T13:32:00.000-04:002007-09-12T13:32:00.000-04:00Your application was accepted. You can hence be referred to as my blogoshpere boyfriend.SarahLeighhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13693577464343562106noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166712268390469595.post-10334064996292307412007-09-12T10:08:00.000-04:002007-09-12T10:08:00.000-04:00jess - That's dope. I started reading the Times sports section at 8, so there's a good chance I'm familiar with your stuff, ha. Newspaper hours are not conducive to a social life outside of the paper. The biggest thing I've realized people don't get about sports writing is that you're not allowed to cheer.<BR/><BR/>The study of religion and philosophy has intrigued - and intimidated - me for that very reason. Also, there's so much catching up to do, ha. You've perked my interest re: Buddhism's "hard-ass soft way."<BR/><BR/>Learning new things is awesome - I try my best to follow in my old man's footsteps. And I totally see you on frozen moments. The tragedy is that they melt away.<BR/><BR/>You can never be passionate about too much, as long as you recognize and adjust for the intensity of the passion.<BR/><BR/>riese - He was a pretty good pitcher, that guy. Also, he once <A HREF="http://youtube.com/watch?v=VUfJ1C8pGI4" REL="nofollow">kicked Robin Ventura's ass</A>. When he was <B>46</B>.<BR/><BR/>Idea jacking is <A HREF="http://justleftofnowhere.blogspot.com/2007/05/phone-numbers-and-virtual-friends.html" REL="nofollow">awesome</A>. Also, I owed you after that auto-win inspired/influenced wedding post.The Brooklyn Boyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12948928776452062001noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166712268390469595.post-89801158557719577272007-09-12T01:47:00.000-04:002007-09-12T01:47:00.000-04:00I used to be OBSESSED WITH NOLAN RYAN.<BR/><BR/>That is all.<BR/><BR/>I might post about dream jobs on my blog now. ha. I like to steal blog post ideas from other people.riesehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11088087483121384868noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5166712268390469595.post-42124225074546374562007-09-11T14:06:00.000-04:002007-09-11T14:06:00.000-04:00i've worked at the new york times and usa today in sports. every time i met a guy their jaw would drop and tell me it was dream job. then i'd explain to them i spent 7 years working til 3-4 am, and they'd scrunch up their faces in confusion :)<BR/><BR/>what i'm passionate about besides baseball: the way any form of philosophy makes you think it's the BEST form until you learn another one; the way Buddhism challenges me to be a better person in a hard-ass soft way; the way learning something new can make you feel all fired up; and the way laughing with family and/o friends can make you wish some moments would never end.<BR/><BR/>is that too much?jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13240622924482291003noreply@blogger.com