Baseball, Books and Conspiracies

Baseball is 90% mental, the other half is physical.
- Yogi Berra (1925 - )

Wow. Has it really been almost two months since I posted? Makes me feel like an asshole. I haven't been a complete lazyass, but I really meant to do a better job of posting here. If nothing else it keeps people from having to send me emails, texts and voice mails that I (in all likelihood) will probably not respond to.

Going back to KS

Part two of the Kansas chronicle will be posted soon. My original intention was to tell the entire story through the text messaging I had done that night. Compiling sent and received text messages was kind of a pain in the ass. Then, after I had drafted it, it wasn't that much fun to read. Kinda like look at someone's vacation photos. I'm sure you had a blast while there, but seeing still images of you standing in front of various landmarks isn't that much fun for the rest of us. So I needed to add context to enhance and hopefully improve the funny of the text messages. So I wrote some narrative. Then I realized the narrative was lacking a progressively more drunk element. So now I am doing a second draft and hopefully will share it with y'all soon.

Baseball, how I miss thee

Went to a Mets game yesterday. Believe it or not, though I have lived here in NYC for over a decade I have never attended a game at Shea stadium. Since it will be demolished next year I needed to get my ass out to Flushing and watch a damn game. They fucking lost. To the goddamn Nats. I went with my friends Matt (Who's been in several of my vids) and Pete. Pete and I blame Matt for the ignominious loss to the last placed Nationals:

(Sixth Inning)
Matt: Hey! Pelfrey has a no-hitter through six!
Pete and Me: Aw, man! You did NOT just say that!

The next pitch is hit comfortably to right field.

In Matt's defense, that hit did not actually lead to the game winning run, but Christ! He should have known better. It was definitely the beginning of the end. Willie Harris' incredible grab was just the final nail in the coffin.

Those of you that have known me awhile know I am a big baseball fan. Played it my whole life. Wasn't too bad a player even. I lived and breathed the 'Stros 86 season and wanted to be Billy Doran soooo bad. Since moving to New York I have adopted the Mets as 'my team'. I still check the Astros box scores, but it is hard to watch them play on a regular basis (though I cheered like a maniac when they finally went to the Series. Cheered all the way through the sweep.) So I root for the formerly hated Mets (damn 1986). Screw the American league with their nancy boy pitchers that are afraid to step up to the plate.

Anyway, going to the game really brought home how much I miss the sport. I am now too old to actually play anything other than some shitty old folk softball league, but getting out to the stadium to watch real baseball being played was very invigorating. I even plan on purchasing tix to the Brooklyn Cyclones season opener vs. the Staten Island Yankees. Go watch me some Single A ball on the beach! Really looking forward to enjoying what this city has to offer this summer.

Moving on up

What else? Started a new job. I'm managing part time at BXL. It's the bar where most of my vids are shot. Surprisingly I am loving every minute of the job and am really looking forward to when the new bar opens and I will work there full time.

That has actually led to my biggest reason for dropping off the face of the earth. I started to write a script for a short film to be shot at the bar (of course). However, the story seemed much more conducive to a longer form. Since I write better in the story format rather than screenplay, it has led to my now writing my first novel. I will of course also adapt it to a screenplay, but for now I am writing a book. I've finished the first couple chapters and have the others outlined. It's exciting (if time consuming) work. There is even an editor at Harper Collins that would like to see my rough draft when it is complete. So that's pretty cool. Of course I will let you all know when I'm done and what happens after.

The GooTube Conspiracy

Interesting thing the internet. GTC lives on. I still get emails regarding the show (which I have been a dick about answering.) Don't really know what to tell people. I kinda thought it was dead, but I will admit that I have had an idea for a blockbuster 5 part mini-series for the show. When the itch gets strong enough I am certain I will have to scratch it. Don't really want to say any more than that because I have piled a ton of crap on my plate and want to actually finish some of it. And, honestly, gtc is kinda at the bottom of the pile. Would be a ton a fun to do it though.

Buying peanuts and cracker jacks,

Kyle