Satan and Dark Writing

Kiki noticed a Yankee fan praying to Satan (AKA Steinbrenner) during the 8th inning. OK, it is hard to tell if she was praying to Satan but since Steinbrenner is the devil Yankee fans worship the works of his hand. Thus they probably pray to Satan when a game is tight, Besides, God does not care who wins a ball game. The god of this world came through for his legions. Dang.
On a slightly more positive note Nora had a seizure last week. I kid, I kid. I mean she did have a seizure, but it is not a more positive note. That scared me to death. It is not a subject that lends itself well to my generally cheerful blog, However, it did help inspire me to write a dark story. So a few more bad days may get me to write an entire collection of stories that are not bubbly.

Letting the Boy Stay Up

Tonight Kiki and I let the boy stay up later than we ever do. It is October. Isn't that the point of October? You know... staying up late; enjoying baseball; letting the game lead me through the entire spectrum of emotions: joy, anger, fear, acceptance, sadness, and finally extreme joy. It is a time to bond with the family over the American Pastime.
How is that for an overly sappy and sentimental post about baseball and family bonding? But i think what i was really trying to say was, man that game was good tonight.
Oh, and remember when Jeff Mathis batted .211 in the regular season but went on a hitting tear in the ALCS? Remember when he became the batter with the lowest regular season batting average to have a walk off hit in the post season? If the Angels somehow pull off the miracle the poor hitting platooned catcher might get my vote for MVP of the ALCS.
I also want to point out that Morales's glove work is impressive for someone who was once referred to as "Brick Hands."

Interview and the Angels with Skype

I had another job interview on Friday. Besides arriving over a half an hour late to the interview I think it went quite well. The principal was extremely nice about it and seemed to understand that sometimes people get lost. But seriously, why is there an Old McNeil Rd and an McNeil Rd so close to each other. It is bound to get newcomers to the Greater Austin Metropolitan Area confused and lost. Of the jobs that I have interviewed for I would have to say that I would want this job because of the people I would work with, but I would want the other job because it seems like it would be a more fun job. Truthfully, I would take either if they offer me the post. One said they would let me know today. The other said they would let me know next week.
So how cool was the Angels game on Sunday. I do not get TBS so I thought I would not be able to see it but Ryan and Paul let me watch it over Skype. The first few innings were tough to stomach but the 8th and 9th made it all worth it. Although when Napoli couldn't throw that runner out on that pitch out was a little infuriating.
But five runs in the 8th and 9th. Three off of Papelbon , that just makes me happy. The other thing that made me happy is the way Vlad responded to the disrespect Francona threw his way. Sure Vlad has had a bad (by his enormous standards) year, but to walk him? He is the type of player that if you test his pride he is likely to pass. ow many times has a pitcher gone up and in on him and then he goes yard on the next pitch

Interview and Psych and the Metrodome

There is not much to report. I did have a job interview today to be a Educational Assistant. The school is a Bilingual School in the Pfluggerville (I just like the name) ISD. That is a step closer to landing. I have another interview in Round Rock on Friday. So this could be fun.
Kiki, Nora (I decided to finally give the baby girl a name on the blog), and watched last Friday's episode of Psych today. She watched it attentively. I appreciate her good taste in TV shows but she does not understand any of the obscure 80s references. That is part of the genius of that show. Oh well. At least my at 8 months she has good taste.
Finally I would like to congratulate the Twins improbably extending the life of the Metrodome multiple times. When the Twins merely split there four game series with the Tigers I thought the Metrodome's life as a baseball stadium would die last Sunday. But the Twins swept KC and the Tigers lost two of three to give the Metrodome tonights' one more game to determine the AL Central title. Tonights game was back and forth. But the Twins prevailed in 12. It was like the 1991 World Series all over again. Did I mention I miss Kirby Puckett and I hear he was innocent.

I love you Cheeseburger

Recently Hank has taken to repeatedly watching "Silly Songs" from Veggie Tales. It got to the point that when we asked him what he wanted to eat for dinner he said a cheeseburger because of the "I Love You Cheeseburger" song sung by Mr. Lunt, a squash from New Jersey. Before the song was introduced to Hank I doubt he even knew the word cheeseburger. But now he wanted one for dinner.
The next day we went to the Whataburger. Henry ran ahead of us and told the lady he wanted a cheeseburger. As we were waiting for the food, the kid went up to the lady and told her he wanted fries too.
This was the first time one of my children ever ordered his own food. It was a good day. Of course, he barely ate any of the burger he ordered at that time (he ate the rest of it for breakfast today). It is a proud day in a father's life when his son orders his first piece of beef on his own. Whataboy.
Back to the "Silly Songs," Hank likes to sing "Barbara Manatee." The kid makes me smile.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CmIKR458M0A
"If someone were to drop some Cheese in the dirt he would Wipe it off for you; Wash it off for you; clean that dirty cheese off just for you."

My Nephew's Song

On the Facebook I saw a music video of my nephew. It was pretty good. Talented boy. In the words of the philosopher "O. Cunningham Wilson", "the music that he makes, I don't really listen to it much; but the fact that he is making it, I respect that."
The truth is I would listen to my nephews music. I just wanted to quote the philosopher