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$3 for a nifty manicure set? Now we're talking!

I guess I'd say E. World Peace would have to be the victor each time. Perhaps we could change E to something a bit different like say, a guarantee the Cubs will never again in their team history make the playoffs? Or something along those lines.

Some of you guys know that we don't watch much non-cable television. Most of our viewing comes from Disney, Food TV, PBS, History, Disc, stuff like that. As far as I'm concerned we could eliminate every single show listed above this post. I'd like to fully eliminate American Idol from America's mainstream and banish any further reality shows from existence. Now that I think about it, besides football games, I don't watch any of the big networks anymore. You could take them off the air entirely and it would take me a while to notice it.

I'm watching MPTV again and two things have popped into my head: 1: That chef dude on Victory Garden constantly cooks really yucky stuff. 2: I wonder how many flannel shirts Norm Abram has.

I went to the eye doctor today and he ordered blood tests. Seriously. While my eyes were dilated, after my CT scan, I went to a sub sandwich shop to grab some grub. I went inside to order; and directly to my left was a cop. I had sunglasses on inside on a cloudy day. He sorta stared at me, so stared at him not realizing how I had drawn attention to myself. Taking the glasses off and revealing retinas as large as a dinner plate would probably have gotten me a drug test though.

I talked to my mom about the Wii idea. She said it sounded great, and my brother apparently has one and loves it. I believe she'll get it for me and use my Best Buy club card which is now also hooked up for the video game club. I guess you get around 10 bones for every 150 you spend on video games. Too bad I won't get my hands on it until Christmas. It also seems to me from going to Best Buy today and researching the Wii, I will probably need those nun-chuck things. Any other big time needed accessories? Thanks for all the help you guys.

I guess if someone is offering me 6/140 or 7/165 I take the 7/165 no matter where it is. I wouldn't care if it were Toronto, NYY, or Pittsburgh. For that kinda cabbage, I'm all yours. Not only am I and the wife taken care of, the kids and their kids and even farther down the line are ok. That's what's important. Oh- and for those of you unable to comprehend the full reality of that kind of money, I can kind of give you an easy comparison I sometimes find myself dealing with. Go to McDonalds and instead of ordering off the dollar menu, you can go all out and get the quarter pounder, large fries, a soda, and desert!

Here's what I got in the ol' inbox: PLANS FOR NEW "BREWERS ON DECK" JANUARY EVENT ANNOUNCED; TICKETS ON SALE TOMORROW MILWAUKEE- The Milwaukee Brewers today announced plans for a new format for the "Brewers On Deck" event, set to take place on Saturday, January 24, at the Midwest Airlines Center in Milwaukee. This will be the first time that the event has been held at the Midwest Airlines Center, and marks a change in moving to January (in recent years, it was scheduled at Miller Park just prior to Opening Day). Autograph sessions, photo stations, clinics and opportunities to acquire the latest Brewers merchandise are just a few of the many attractions that will be taking place at Brewers On Deck, which will run from 10 a.m. until 5 p.m. Brewers On Deck follows the sold out "Bob Uecker's Brewers Winter Warm-Up" variety show, scheduled for the night before at the Riverside Theater. "By moving Brewers On Deck to January, we will have a full weekend of baseball events for fans in the middle of winter, and we expect a full roster of players to participate" said Brewers Executive Vice President - Business Operations Rick Schlesinger. "The event will be a fan festival of activities with opportunities to interact with Brewers players and staff throughout the day." Autograph sessions will be staggered during the event, and autograph tickets - ranging from free to $25 each - will be available on the day of the event only. There will be 250 autograph coupons available for each player and coach at the event. Cash will be the only form of payment accepted at the pay stations in the autograph area, and purchases will be limited to one ticket per fan at each of the staggered sessions. Additional details regarding the participants in the autograph session, schedule, and ticket availability will be announced at a later date. A number of Brewers players and coaches will also be available for photo sessions throughout the day at Brewers On Deck. Players will be available in various 30-minute sessions beginning at 11 a.m. and continuing until 3:30 p.m. Fans are advised to bring their own cameras. Photos with Brewers players will be free. Other attractions will include a Q&A Stage where fans will be able to interact with players and coaches; baseball clinics where children can pick up baseball tips from past and present Brewers, and a merchandise store with the latest Brewers apparel. Fans will also be able to purchase Brewers Grab Bags, with contents ranging from bobbleheads and other promotional items to game tickets and opportunities to be on the field to hold the Famous Klement's Sausage Race finish line. --more-- BREWERS ON DECK, Continued In addition, baseball concessions, interactive games, highlight videos, and music will be featured at Brewers On Deck. Representatives from the Brewers Minor League affiliates will be present, giving Brewers fans a glimpse of the future. Tickets will go on sale tomorrow at 10 a.m. at brewers.com, the Miller Park Box Office or by calling the Brewers ticket office at 414-902-4000. Advance tickets will be $15 for adults and $9 for children 14-and-under. Adult tickets at the door will be $20 and $15 for children. Children two-and-under will be admitted free. A portion of all proceeds from the event will benefit the Make-A-Wish Foundation and Brewers Charities. FSWisconsin, Newsradio 620 WTMJ and The Milwaukee Journal Sentinel are serving as media partners for Brewers On Deck.

I can not find the old Nintendo Wii thread through the search feature so I'm gonna fire up this one. With Christmas coming up, I'm thinking about asking my mom (yes, I still get gifts from my mommy) for a Nintendo wii for my family. I think it may be fun for us and create more family time. It's me, my wife, and our daughter Rachel (age 5). The last game system I had was an N-64 and even then, I only played one or two games. I never got into pressing a million buttons to create action and quite frankly, I'm not going to do it now either. I'm hoping to have some fun games for all of us to play together and maybe even use the system as an educational tool for Rachel. What do you think? Good idea or is that not very realistic with the Nintendo Wii? Are there any other ideas as far as games go?

If he took this offer and started 30 times each season, that would be around 3/4 of a million dollars per start. ($776,667.00) That's insane.

Never saw that one coming. Nice move by the Brewers. I'm quite pleased with the staff situation.

What the crap is up with all those Lady Bug lookin' things zippin' around all over the place?

I get the MLB package each season. I start off the beginning of the year watching as many games as I possibly can, which lasts about a month. As the season progresses, I get a little less interested in the AL and non NL Central games, but I still catch them for at least a few innings a couple days per week. Towards the height of summer with many family things going on and such nice weather, I'm less inclined to watch TV so my viewership declines to almost strictly Brewers games unless there is a West Coast game going on when I'm staying up a bit late. I'll especially tune in if it's Vin Scully calling the game. When it starts getting down to crunch time and playoff pictures start to form, I start to tune in again more frequently, obviously concentrating on the Brewers no matter what their situation. When the playoffs start, I try to watch each and every inning of every series. I'm no fan of the Fox crew, but they do ok, and it's still baseball. In fact, it's great baseball. I'm ok now, no real signs of withdrawl or anything but around the time the Holidays end I get a longing for the game.

I'm not at all disappointed about Maddux hitting the bricks. He was a breath of fresh air for a while, but sort of staled out a bit. I was kind of frustrated with him in 2007. He's still an asset to a ball club, I just think that his moving on will benefit the Brewers, the Rangers, and Maddux himself.

BobertR stated: It occurs to me, the original Halloween is surprisingly non-gory. Actually, that very topic was skimmed during the 100 scariest moments I referred to earlier. Believe it or not, 'Texas Chainsaw Massacre' had very little blood poured in the picture. It seems as if the director has done a good job, then things stick in our minds that never actually were to the degree we thought.

I was watching a show on Bravo TV called the '100 Scariest Movie Moments' and I'm totally unable to figure out a movie it showed. I think I've seen it, but I can't remember the title. I don't remember where on the list of 100 where it landed. Movie clip was of a dude wearing a raincoat in a bathroom. He set a pair of scissors on the sink and positioned it so the points were facing up, wedging the scissors against the sink somehow. He then puts his hands behind his head, opens his mouth, and....

Marquee games to go up again. All Cubs games, and the White Sox games. While I understand the need for the Brewers to make more money to cover salaries, etc., I can also foresee Brewers fans avoiding Cub games due to cost. Therefore, the avoidance of the increased seat price will allow more Chicago fans to attend the games in mass. For this reason, I do not want to hear the Brewers complain that -we- as fans allow so many fans from Cub nation get seats.

Jimbo- That could have been in the scary stories thread.

I just laughed out loud at that one. Fine story Al.

Perhaps we could push the season off another week? That was a poor second half.

Dan Patrick's head is bigger than the state of Mississippi. I would rather have local coverage, but like many have said, too much Packer talk is quite common in the Milwaukee market. I'm down with the Big Show, but I'd like to see Ellerson out of that slot. He mangles an already mangled language in ways that make me change the channel over to Homer and -that- my friends is no easy task.

I give blood on a regular basis if that counts as volunteer stuff. I give double red cell donations so I can only go every 16th week or so. It only takes about an hour. I should check into that habitat for humanity thing. I could help out with that quite a bit.

This is probably my last one I have to offer up. Maybe more, but they'd be insignificant since they are not really popping up in my memory. Rachel was about 2 years old, maybe 3. It was again fall, oddly enough. It was time to put summer clothes into storage and bring winter clothes out. I started the dreaded chore of hauling bins of stuff to the attic only to be rewarded with a return trip of even heavier containers brilliantly labeled with tags reading "Jamie: Winter" or "Mary: Winter". Our daughter didn't have much in storage since she'd have outgrown the previous year's sweaters and the like. I remember seeing my breath up in the attic. It had a wooden floor I could walk on and some storage shelves I had built. Trying to find some things extended my stay upstairs, so I dug into a container aptly labeled as "Jamie: Coats". Sure enough, there was one in there. A wind breaker to be exact, one that my used to be my father's. My mom gave it to me after my dad passed away in 2001. Unfortunately for my wife and daughter, they never got to meet my dad. They've seen pictures, and I always talk about him, but they did not get to see him. Anyhow, it was cold up there in that attic. I put my dad's old coat on. It was not hooded, nicely colored, and featured a Miller Brewing Co. patch on the left breast. My dad got it when he worked at the Brewery. I had not seen that coat for a while, since I had put my dad's things away and rather shied away from them because of the memories. It felt good to have the coat on. I could somehow feel my pops around because of it. By the time I made some clear areas for summer clothing, I had amassed quite a haul of winter stuffs to go back downstairs. I got to the living room holding a Rubbermaid container full of "Hats and Scarfs: All" and asked my container labeling wife where she wanted the box. I set it where she told me to, and looked over to Rachel who was sitting on the floor playing with her Peek a Blocks. Rachel looked up at me, and raised an arm pointing a short little finger at me and smiled. She then said: "Papa Mitch's coat!" Rachel's statement floored me. Almost literally. Rachel had never seen the coat before. Mary had never seen the coat before. No pictures of my dad in that coat were in our house, no pictures of anyone in that coat. I had not mentioned the fact that the coat I was wearing belonged to my dad prior to Rachel's telling us. I was not scared. I was not freaked out. I was comforted actually, because I knew then that my dad was around watching his little princess, his daughter in law, and myself. Sometimes he's around whether or not he makes his presence known is up to him, but I feel him rather often, and that's pretty neat. edited for paragraphing

Can someone possibly verify the authenticity of this Oglivie autograph? I've seen his signature before and it seems to vary from time to time? http://i14.ebayimg.com/01/i/000/f3/2f/ed4a_1.JPG Edit: ALSO: I have a shot at this for about $12 perhaps a bit less. Is that a deal at all?

With Halloween upon us, there's been quite a few strange or spooky stories flying about. I've not been a part of many at all and maybe they were not even all that freaky to you, but I remember them. One time about 3-4 years ago it was around this time of year actually and it was raining during our trip home to Milwaukee from Chicago Heights, Ill. I was driving our 1998 Honda CRV (black) with Mary beside me and baby Rachel in the back seat riding in her car seat. I was in the right hand lane driving about right for the conditions. Nobody seemed to be driving extremely fast, mostly everyone was going according to the heavy rain. I had the feeling that a car was coming up on my left side in a big hurry. I glanced my side view mirror and confirmed my feeling. There was indeed a car coming up on us like a rocket. A red rocket actually, in the form of a Ford Thuderbird if I recall correctly. This thing was moving. I mean -really- moving fast. I fully recall pointing out the hazardous vehicle to Mary, who was already aware of it. The car came up on us in the blink of an eye. Water was being thrown from under the tires like a sports boat's "Rooster Tail" shoots from the propeller. No Lights. No wipers clacking back and forth. Just speed. There was a large curve coming up ahead, with it's bend to the left. The red menace seemed to be traveling too fast to take the curve safely. Way too fast to be honest with you. Mary and I could see the car in front of us, way up ahead. Nobody was around the car. No one to the right side, nobody in the same lane. In fact, there was nobody in front of us either. The car's driver seemed to finally come to his or her senses and hit the brakes slowing for the curve. A tight curve, not "hair pin", but tight none the less. The sudden realization that the road changed direction and that in front of him lay a narrow shoulder, a few tufts of grass, and trees. Lots of trees, hardwood trees with the leaves coming down for the year. The car did not turn; it did not even seem to slow although brake lights glowed in the gray dreary evening casting a reddish glow behind them. The car went straight. Straight into the wood line. Then it disappeared. No tangled metal mess that I expected to see, no smoke and flames, no broken up trees, no blade of grass disturbed. Nothing at all. No car, nothing. No screaming Thunderbird was back on the road ahead of us, no miracle recovery was made. The road following the curve was empty minus the puddles and oil spots. We double checked the rocket car's entry point into the wood lands, only to become more perplexed. Still nothing. To the left and to the right of what should be tragedy, lay only nature. A recheck of the road in front of us confirmed that the car had vanished. Other cars that were behind us seemed to be fully unaware of the oddity. Nobody questioned what happened, no odd looks, no rubber necking or investigation of any kind. Nothing. Apparently an event that was only meant for our eyes, Mary and I still can not explain what we both saw. I'll post the other one later.