A realization
Oct. 20th, 2004 12:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bktheirregularI kept forgetting: I've got a friends-friends function.
I look at it now? And that list? Is Red Sox Nation.
(With one exception, I just noticed.)
I've come to a realization:
I am a total freak.
Readers of this particular nutcase corner of the Internet may have noticed over the past coupla years that I've developed some decided political leanings. (I swear, in 2000, I was ready to push the button for John McCain if he'd been the nominee instead of the current incumbent.) The political arena has sorta consumed my life for the past half-year, so it tends to leak out into other aspects of my life.
As for my baseball fandom, well, the interlocking NY's been burned into my soul pretty much ever since my mother was learning nuances of English from Phil Rizzuto.
Which apparently gives me a combination of traits that people often assume cannot coexist in the same person. Maybe it's a sign of my impending pre-senile dementia (Google that one quick) or something, but I've started to become rather vocal about it.
So much so that the other day, I got a telephone call about how I could hold my combination of political and baseball views.
From a reporter.
From the New York Times.
That is the whole unvarnished truth.
So help me Joe DiMaggio.
I look at it now? And that list? Is Red Sox Nation.
(With one exception, I just noticed.)
I've come to a realization:
I am a total freak.
Readers of this particular nutcase corner of the Internet may have noticed over the past coupla years that I've developed some decided political leanings. (I swear, in 2000, I was ready to push the button for John McCain if he'd been the nominee instead of the current incumbent.) The political arena has sorta consumed my life for the past half-year, so it tends to leak out into other aspects of my life.
As for my baseball fandom, well, the interlocking NY's been burned into my soul pretty much ever since my mother was learning nuances of English from Phil Rizzuto.
Which apparently gives me a combination of traits that people often assume cannot coexist in the same person. Maybe it's a sign of my impending pre-senile dementia (Google that one quick) or something, but I've started to become rather vocal about it.
So much so that the other day, I got a telephone call about how I could hold my combination of political and baseball views.
From a reporter.
From the New York Times.
That is the whole unvarnished truth.
So help me Joe DiMaggio.