Red Sox: October 2007 Archives

Awesome.  Just plain awesome.

Though I wish I could've been back at Stetsons (or in Boston) for the clinch, I'll take what I got.  12:30 AM text messages to all my Sox-fan friends saying "LOVE THAT DIRTY WATER!  WOOOOO!!!!!"  Responses from, "If only I had bought furniture at Jordans!" to "Yahtzee!" to "Boston you're my home!!!!" 

In completely unrelated matters, I voted today.  There is a competitive house race in my district, so I voted against the Republican trying to take the seat from the Independent.  The Senate race had an unopposed Republican incumbent.  So whom do I vote for?

Unfortunately, the write-in box would only let me enter a name of 20 characters or less.  So Julius Weinstein Sager had to be shortened to Julius Sager.  C'est la vie.  State Senator Julius Sager will vote in favor of canine outreach programs, and dog-park legislation.  He also may chase any squirrels that choose to reside in Capitol Square.

Last night I watched Game 3 of the World Series at the notorious Democratic and Red Sox hangout, Stetsons.  Stetsons has long been a Washington favorite of mine - good beer, fun atmosphere, and cheap food. 

After a long day of apartment hunting, I had a few hours to kill before the game (all the apartment offices were closed at this point).  I thought about going back out to VA, but it seemed silly to go out of the city just to return an hour later.  So I stopped off at the National Museum of American Art and National Portrait Gallery.  Aside from the preamble written in license plates to the right, the highlight of the museum for me was a video display that including Brian Williams describing the absurdity of Burt the Turtle and Duck and Cover.

I was also amazed to find
an art installation using Vari*Lites!   For those of you don't know, I used to work in stage production.  VLs (as they are known) are my favorite kind of moving light - they're graceful and bright.  See below the grainy shot of the VL5s hanging in the museum (I didn't see where their Smart Repeater was...)


Following that brief sojourn, it was off to Stetsons!  As soon as I walked into the bar, I knew I was in the right place as I got cheers and applause for walking in wearing a Sox hat.  Suddenly, I regretted not bringing my jersey with me.  As we got closer to the game, more and more Sox fans poured into the place giving it an absolutely Fenway-like atmosphere.  People would walk in, see everyone with Boston gear on, and turn around and walk out.  The place roared at every Sox hit.  Pandemonium took over when Daisuke Matsuzaka got his first major league hit, a 2 RBI single!  And the bar grew quiet during the Rockies 6th inning rally, only to grow loud again when the Sox brought the score back up. 

I found myself in a conversation with the people who were sitting next to me - turns out they too work in the political realm, and we quickly discovered we had many mutual friends.  It was a bit of the ol' Jewish Geography, Workplace Geography, and since it was a Sox game - Newton Mass geography (Waban??  No way!).  I even got into a conversation over whether or not the Star Market in Fenway was now a Shaws.  This disturbs me, as I have not actually lived in Boston - rather my parents did & grandparents did.  And yet, I can talk about local grocery stores.