Classic Roger Clemens

Clemens pitched in the Yankee game today against the Giants, and Emperor Bonds was MOST displeased. Hit by a pitch, walked not once, not twice, but thrice....INTENTIONALLY!...and then once more. Please note the fourth ball here was also intentional. That gives Bonds...ZERO at bats.

"I'm not here to entertain people, I'm here to try to win ballgames," Yankees manager Joe Torre said. "I said we'll pitch to him, but if there's a base open and the game is in the balance, I'm walking him."

On another note, this saturday is cannon ball day at Shea, with Sean Estes slated to pitch against "Roger the Dodger" ( - Dusty Baker).

Finally...Home Again

Left baseball game at 4:30. Got home at 7:30. Decided it's not likely I'll feel like going to Queens for baseball again anytime soon. Went to Shari's 8:30ish. Left Shari's for B&N 9:30ish. Found carnival 9:40ish, went there instead. Wasted all money shortly thereafter.

Got back to Shari's 11ish. Left Shari's 12ish. Went back to Shari's 12:01ish after discovering flat tire. Called mom 12:02. Mom called back 12:03. Went to bed at Shari's 12:10. Shari stumbled over to my bed from her's 1ish. Smiles ensued. Despite not doing anything in bed, fell asleep 2ish. Woke up 5ish, went back to sleep. Again at 7ish. 7:30 dad arrives to change tire.

Is now 2ish. I'm tired.

The Mangan's Place Update

Yeah. This update serves no purpose. I did put up that nifty pic though. I'm gonna make it smaller later. GO STUY TOMORROW! Night.

For A Change Of Pace...Most Pleased

Yeah....the weeks has been better of late.

Wednesday was me finding out I can still field, and that I can't play spades. Note to self, learn spades. That stint in the park (it was way too hot....and I forgot how overpriced everything is) was follwed by an awards giving out thing (read: I can't spell ceremony...or at least don't trust that spelling)...which was long and dull. but names were yelled, so amusement was had.

Thursday featured the beating of the pathetic excuse for a "Weapon" or 2 in FF10. Wow they sucked. Eventually Shari came over, and then my mom made meatloaf. You know, that's the best part about being home from college. Meatloaf. That was the best dinner I've had in ages...and for lunch tomorrow, it's more meatloaf! Nice! Other things happened after that and fun was had by all...yeah...

Oh well. I grow tired. After I finish recieving my raping from Erica in Literari or whatever Yahoo's bootleg Scrabble is called, I'm going to sleep. Night all.

MOST Displeased

WARNING: THE FOLLOWING SECTION SPEAKS OF THE ENDING TO FF10, AS WELL AS OTHER PARTS OF THE GAME! TO READ, JUST HIGHLIGHT THE BLACK BOX, AND THE TEXT SHOULD APPEAR.

Okay, if you're reading this, no yelling at me for ruining the ending for you, okay? Okay. Final Fantasy 10. At first, a seemingly excelent game. A great battle system. The leveling is awkward at first, and some people would complain that everyone can do everything, but all in all, it works and nobody really learns everything unless you have WAY too much time. I think the game is also an excellent critique on religion. Yevon is SO the Catholic church. Mika says at one point, something like "You have to do it this way or you'll disturb the order! It's been this way for 1000 years! You can't change that!" Dude, that's the middle ages! There's a lot of this as you go along, and I thought it worked. Of course, there are a few things that make little sense. Like all the dead people. Why can't your party be killed and them come back? why does Auron get sent at the end dispite the fact that, even if you do nothing to him the entire game, everyone has Auto-life (think Life 3 in FF6) in the last battle? Why can you go into the Far Plane later and have Auron with you when you go out? Whatever Major gripe #1: THE OVERWORLD! Or lack thereof. That was the ghettoest overworld ever. Bringing me to gripe 2 The Airship. Gripe 3 while we're at it, Chocobos. No overworld meant ghetto systems for these. The airship in and of itself was cool though. Also sucking....in the game where Water is a major element of black magic.....Leviathan. Really now. Why couldn't he be in here? WHY!? I'm busy now, so I'll leave with this final thought. THEY CALL THAT A FINAL BOSS?!? Now with more free time and having completed the last major area of the game, more ranting. Take note the above was posted Wednesday night (11pm) and this is being posted Friday morning (1 am) Right....the final boss. The last part of the game involves you fighting your summoned monsters. YOU GET AUTO LIFE ON YOUR ENTIRE PARTY FOR EVERY ONE! WAY TOO EASY! As if that's not enough for you, YOU GET IT FOR THE FINAL BOSS! The final boss consists of two pedistals that charge his overdrive gauge and heal him a little (rarely do use black magic on you) and regenerate, and this little black thing. The black thing is the boss. It does all of 3 things....Counter attacks with Curaga for 9999 on itself, uses Gravija (you lose 75% of your HP or something), and on one rare occation, it used Ultima...which the game was nice enough to have auto-lifed me for. The stratagy here? ULTIMA to take out the 2 side enemies, whack whack whack whack...ULTIMA cause they regenerated...whack whack whack...repeat as necesary. WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT? PLUS THE MUSIC SUCKED! YOU KNOW WHO'S A HARDER ENEMY? THAT GUY WHO USES BAD BREATH! THE GREATER MALBORRO SHOULD HAVE BEEN THE FINAL BOSS OVER THIS 99999 HP WUSS! Speaking of wusses, how about Ultima weapon! He sucked! You know who sucked very slighty less? Omega Weapon! You know what else, THEY'RE BOTH IN THE SAME DAMN PLACE! Atma Weapon was harder than these fucks. ATMA WEAPON! THE FIRST TIME! And yes, I said fucks. Emerald and Ruby weapons own these guys.

Boring As Hell Week

This week I plan to do nothing. I should probably get a job though. I'll end up working somewhere locally probably...maybe at a Modells and then I can supply the Stuy v. Bronx Sci crew with discounted baseballs. Or maybe at an EB and then I can purchase fine video games with greater ease. Yeah...

Plans for this week include nothing Tuesday, although eventually I'll get balloons for my sister's friend's birthday. Wednesday might be a Stuy frisbee day. The last 2 days are currently nothing...who knows what'll happen.

Saturday, since one Wilson Ramirez decided I should have direction to the field, I should be able to play baseball....hmm....dude! Mangan, if you read this, would it be cool with you if I set out for your place Friday night so that my reaching the field Saturday was easier? Or someone, something like that? Word, that could be cool. Oh well, I'm off for now. I hear I'm about to play bootleg online scrabble. night!

some time later...

Note to self: Never play bootleg scrabble against Heather and Erica again, lest I wish to recieve an ass kicking. On the bright side, that killed 4 hours....on the down side, those 4 hours were 12-4am. Need sleep...sigh...night night.

Ok...I'm still awake....you know what never fails to amuse me? Looking at the Zen room's little Yankee rant just before the world series. Ah, that feels good. Hurray for Grand High King Gonzo The Great Amazing And All Powerful!

When Nature Attacks

Thursday, after meeting up with Shari at Stuy and running into a few people I knew and getting a hug or two, it was off to Central Park to meet up with people for, as Cohen and Reiser called it, a Shin-ding...or something. Whatever it was, it involved food and blankets and a park.

Of course, someone didn't want me to enjoy the day. Like that pigeon that decided to take a shit on my croch just as me and Shari were having a moment. Or that dog that took a piss on the picnic blanket and I later sat on. Of course, nature appologized a little by sending a twig flying into Heather's neck as she was insulting me.

In any case, the park was fun. Shin-ding-ers included the afformentioned self Shari and Heather, plus Erica, Roger, Reiser, Cohen, Duffy, Dano, and Dano's heteral life mate Matt. This Shin-ding also involved Durak. Lots of Durak. And all was well with the world...

There was also a point where the field decided to take a piss from several different locations, including a few some of us were near just moments before (read: sprinklers went on and we almost got wet.)

In conclusion, don't piss off nature, but enjoy friends.

Get Your Own Soap Opera

Things go well now between me and Shari. I know you all think I'm crazy. I know I do. Whatever, there's a lot going on I'd rather not get into, but all is well in the end. So everyone just...yeah....don't worry and be happy or something. See? :) Yeah.

Bleecher Creatures

We may not be in Yankee stadium, and we may not be there for 100 games a year, but man, we sure as hell are creatures.

Brian Mangan, her after referred to as the man, pissed the FUCK out of Pat(sie) Burrel (the squirel). He said way too many things for me to list here, but damn.

The best was when he did a mock blow job at Burrel. The man started laughing and had to look away! It was great!

The worst part of the entire evening by far: This sign a section over. Damn...Burrel has a fatty? The Burrel sucks sign was better! They should have used that! THEY suck AND have Fatties damn it! Even Roger had something better...Burrel sucks, for 5 bucks!

Speaking of Roger....Roger and Jackson were to enter the circle of death. Roger was going at Jackson for half the night! And Jackson kept on coming back! And because of it all, Roger owes Voltron the man $5.

Next game is on June 19. If you're not there, you suck!

Memorial Day...A Day To...Well...Remember

Memorial Day was fun. It consisted mostly of attending a Met game. If anyone watchd the game and heard one lone idiot in the upper deck yelling like crazy for the entire bottom of the ninth, the only man in the stadium cheering on the mets vocally with the team down with 2 outs....that was me. Dispite

MO POWER,

After that game it was back to my house for food, and then giving Shari, the only other person to attend the game with me, a ride home. In conclusion, Mr. Cab is MO than MO PLEASED...I think...yeah, he is*...

* This statement is only valid if such a thing as "MO than MO PLEASED" truly does exist.

Fall Classes

And thus my fall schedule is set...Whether or not the free Friday afternoons will be worthwhile is yet to be seen.

SPORTS REPORT REY USES HIS BIONIC ARM'S FULL POWER And wins a game! Rey homers! WOW! Mo Activates Mo Speed! next on list of impossibilities: Al Leiter to have 3 homer game. Bonds watch: 20 Most pleasing hits