let's go south korea

I'm watching the red sox tonight which is weird because I haven't really been into sports recently, but since it's essentially a do or die game I'll have to write this between half innings.  be prepared for  thought processes that make less sense than usual.

Here is my first thought for the day:  I need a sleeveless turtleneck.  For whatever reason my Ortho professor brought those up today.  I want one that looks like this but has a turtleneck.  I think it's important that I make this investment, and soon.  It will solve my perpetual "warm trunk and arms cold neck" dilemma.  I can't tell you how many times I have had that problem.  Actually yes I can. Zero.  Nobody has ever had that problem.  But now I will try to give myself that problem.  I wish I was really good at photoshop so I could make all these weird ideas come to life.  Hey somebody who is good at photoshop:  make that Tebow picture into a turtleneck and send it to me.  Come on South Korea.  I know you're reading my blog, and you guys probably kill it at photoshop.  Help a brother out here.

Did you guys know that Jacoby Ellsbury hit 32 homers this season?  Are you kidding me?  What a freak.  Dude is like the fastest guy in baseball and now apparently he's a homerun hitter.  Plus he's super dreamy, and part native american, who everyone knows are my favorite indigenous peoples.  Pay that guy whatever he wants Theo.  Tell him that if he gets rid of Drew Rosenhaus he can name his price.  And that is all I have to say about baseball.

I tried chocolate milk on my frosted flakes today.  Not that good.  I probably woulda loved it when I was a kid, but it was too much sugar for me now.  Kinda made me feel sick.  I did get another good idea from my girl Erica.  The idea?  Try other cereals.  So I will be conducting a study:  Which non-chocolate flavored cereals taste the best when consumed with chocolate milk instead of regular milk?  Up next:  whatever it is I buy next.  I know you said fruity pebbles Erica, but I don't really eat those and I'm hesitant to buy a whole box.

I just made baked potatoes.  Jealous?  Ya you are.  They call me the Copper Chef, because I'm somewhat more pliable and a far better electrical conductor than the Iron Chef.  I'm less susceptible to magnetism, but what are you gonna do?  We each have strengths and weaknesses.  My weakness is an inability to be polarized by flux.  If that didn't make sense to you, don't worry because I'm not sure that what I said is even a little bit true.  But they do call me the copper chef.  Apparently that's a thing already.  Not really sure what this picture is about, but somebody took the time to make that Copper Chef poster for me so I'll have to go find out.  Is somebody gonna eat that fish or something?  Do you think that episode of House is possible where the kid swallows a toothpick while he's strokin in the back seat of a car and then starts bleeding all over his insides and for some reason he forgets that he swallowed a toothpick and eventually House figures it out at the end?  What I'm asking is could one of those tiny fish bones stab your intestines and make House think you're going to die?

Alright, time for some homework and soul searching.  Typical Wednesday night.  Here's your haiku

red sox play tonight
hope they limp into playoffs
limp on down the street

apparently afroman is touring in wyoming.  i bet he's got a huge following there.