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Buster Posey, The Flaming Lips and I Mean, There’s Pizza

Buster Posey is not exactly an avid tweeter.  In fact, I’m not really sure he gets the concept.  (He signs his tweets, for god’s sake.  A love note in kindergarten is sort of what it brings to mind.)  He doesn’t treat us to photos of his meals or his pets or his brand-name moisturizers, like the enviably mustached John Axford.  And I’m not just complimenting him because his taste in exfoliant aligns with mine.  Okay, that’s part of it… but he’s a pretty good tweeter, too.

Anyway, the point of all of this is that Buster gave us a gem on Twitter yesterday.  Observe:

@BusterPosey:  Offseason in Georgia has officially come to an end. Heading out west with the family for spring training! –Buster

See?  See?!  Isn’t that a gem?  Just by nature of the fact that it says a) Offseason has come an end and b) I’m heading out west and c) the greatest two words known to mankind other than “there’s pizza” and “new shoes”.   That is, spring training.

There’s still a bit of time until real Spring Training starts off, but in the meantime there’s the Super Bowl to be excited abou—haha, no.  I mean, for all of you who enjoy the Super Bowl, by all means, enjoy it.  But I’m excited for a Hyundai commercial with The Flaming Lips and that’s pretty much (entirely) it.

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The Flaming Lips.  Buster Posey.  All that is good and well in this world.

Diamond Girls

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First It Was Beautiful, Then It Was Halftime and Now It’s Baseball Season (Don’t Question My Logic)

You knew I would start this off talking about Chrysler’s new Super Bowl spot, didn’t you?

I fell absolutely in love with their ad last year, featuring Eminem and Beautiful and I was very, very excited to see what they would follow it up with this year.  Not excited enough to actually watch the game, mind you, but excited enough to check it out on YouTube and then promptly watch it, oh, twenty times a row.  I think I’m still more partial to last year’s- just because it coined the whole “Imported From Detroit” slogan and really kicked off their new look- but I think this year’s was very well done, too.  Can’t beat Clint Eastwood, right?

I do have this strange urge, though, when he says, “It’s halftime,” to yell out, “No!”  Because I know it’s a metaphor and all that but, er, Clint?  Chrysler ad people?  It ain’t halftime no more.  Excuse my double negative, but I feel pretty strongly about this.

It’s baseball season.

Sure, we’re still a couple weeks away from Catchers and Pitchers Report to Work on Their Tans Day but as soon as the guys in tight plastic outfits stop bashing into each other and the pointy brown ball gets put away (okay, I admit it, I don’t get football) our lovely sport of baseball gets center stage for a good long while.  I’m talking until Game 7 in November.  This time is all ours.

And I am (almost) as giddily excited as I always am for the Winter Meetings.  Which is to say my priorities are quite probably twisted.  No matter.  The point is, I’m excited and nothing, not even extremely long math problems that actually expect me to use my non-existent reducing skills, can kill that mood.

Plus, I had fresh éclairs for dessert last night.  So of course I’m in a good mood.  It may not even have anything to do with baseball.  Although I suspect it does.

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