Say It Ain’t So Mike!


Long ShotIt’s been about a week now since I finished the book. If you read any of my tweets while I plowed through it, you know already that I am deeply conflicted. First of all, I should be fair and link to the Amazon Kindle purchase page just in case you want to experience this for yourself. Long Shot If you don’t follow me on twitter or missed any of my blurbs, here are my 140 character reactionary bursts:

Piazza Tweets

I read some of the review on Amazon and it is interesting to see that about 1/2 the folks there who wrote one came away with the same taste in their mouths.

Mike Piazza, the person writes with a voice that is deeply insecure, defensive and quick to assume that anyone who EVER does ANYTHING he doesn’t agree with is somehow out to get him. For a guy who is writing this book with the intention of PROVING that he earned every accolade he receives on his own merits vs on the backs of his dad and his familial connection to the Dodgers organization – he utterly blows it.

In my humble opinion, every time he tried to clarify some detail from his past that he thought had been improperly sourced by the media, he simply dug himself into the mess deeper. It became a case of “I think he doth protest too much” on so many topics.

That’s not true of everything he tries to debunk. For instance, I do still believe that he never injected himself with any PED’s. I also think he is not gay. Both those rumors seemed easy enough for him to debunk and they came across as much more straight forward topics in his way of addressing them. At any rate – he didn’t seem to be WHINING about them as much!

When he whines is when he talks about nearly every personal and professional relationship he has while in the MLB. At some point he ends up disappointed in, or hurt by, or just plain angry at everyone. Along the way he ADMITS he has a chip on his shoulder and that he knows it sounds like he is making tons of excuses for himself but he just continues barreling down that path every time.

His interpretation of Vin Scully interviewing him while he was in his contract negotiation with the Dodgers – when he describes it as Vin “throwing him under the bus” is just absurd. Whether you read the transcript he puts in the book, or just go find the interview video online and watch it – I cannot see ANY evidence to support that claim! Especially given that Scully is otherwise never mentioned – clearly has NO vendetta or reason to spin anything against Mike – and clearly never DID.

I see that as encapsulating the entire problem I have with the book – everyone is out to get Mike and gosh darnit he’s going to show just how everyone did at every twist and turn in his career and if you don’t believe him then you are in on it too!

SIGH………………………

Poor embittered Mike.

On the other hand, there are also some really really enjoyable portions of the book for anyone who is simply a fan of the game. For all the whining and me me me presented – I do think Mike ADORES the game. Baseball was his obsession from the time he was very young. A pretty healthy set of OCD rituals made him enough of a standout that even when he was clearly taking advantage of opportunities presented to him thanks to his father’s connections, it was still up to him to make people take notice. The story of Ted Williams doing just that is darn awesome. Piazza’s own awe at that event is very well expressed. In fact, his overall writing style is pretty well done. Obviously the negatives came through loud & clear!  Since Mike is just a few years younger than me, his childhood baseball memories parallel mine and it was fun to relive those years through his eyes.

And I was very very pleasantly surprised to read the chapter on his time in San Diego. It seems to have been the one season that he focused on just being happy and enjoyed playing the game. How could he not when he got to play in the best city ever and have fans like these:

Padres Photo Day April 2006

Padres Photo Day April 2006

I will cheer just as loudly WHEN he gets into the Hall of Fame (and he should) as I would had I not read the book and discovered the less charming sides of his personality. He does a mighty fine job of tooting his own horn, but I do think he worked hard to get to that point. I am just sad to see that he still thinks he needs to prove some things – and I cannot help but wonder if it is more about proving things to HIMSELF vs to the rest of us.

May 16th – Beware of the cookies!


Note to self: – no matter HOW tempting it is to get one those big ass cookies from the cafeteria after lunch – DON’T.

I’m pretty sure the amount of will power it takes to push past the sugar drop from that thing and remain focused at work is greater then pushing myself to keep running up that damn hill around the corner from my house.

It probably doesn’t help that I was inclined towards feeling down after seeing that 15 did not improve his math grade after the last unit test. I mean, it isn’t WORSE, but it also isn’t BETTER and he really needs to bring that up to play football. He’s got one more unit test and homework packet and the final to do it. I suppose I should be happy that he maintained at this point. Argh.

AP history test is tomorrow. We have to be at the testing facility at 7am to check in for an 8am exam! Oh – fun fun fun times I tell ya.

At least the day (pre-cookie) was otherwise productive and fun. I blazed through work AND caught up with some friends while coordinating the purchase of tickets for a hastily announced Adam Lambert concert in July up in Costa Mesa. It’s the Orange County fair venue again where I went on back to back nights back in 2010. GREAT setup there. I didn’t even mind possibly getting back section tickets again since those were plenty fine. But – the sent out a message after 10pm last night that fan club members could get in on a pre-sale this morning. General sale starts Sat. Being at work with a good internet connection I figured I had a decent shot so I contacted my two other Adam fans friends who I knew might not have the best chance to get in on the action this morning. We had fun texting back and forth as a few of us got online together and managed to buy a grand total of 5 tickets. Yes, just FIVE! They were allowing 8 per member, but I don’t know if ANYONE got that many at once. After about a dozen attempts to secure a block I threw up my hands and said “Fine! If I only get one for myself, so be it!” Got one right away and it is an awesome seat. thinking of my friends I went in again and got another single. Then another member on the site messaged me that she had 2 extras she would sell in the same section as one of my singles. SOLD! So, I have four secured. Already promised two to a friend. I knew I could get rid of any extras quickly!

Riding off the high from that I knocked out more stuff at my desk and then took a post-lunch (I eat at my desk) break to start organizing and printing out the new info on pergolas that I had found so that I can update the ebook and website with even better info and  instructions. It was at that point that my brain crashed.

“I’m full.” it said. “No more information input please.”

I toyed with the idea of not running as planned tonight. I’ll probably cut the work day short tomorrow due to the AP exam. Can’t imagine going back to work after I pick up 15 from the test (hey, mom’s get lazy excuses too!) so I figured in addition to running some cat related errands that I would also, you know, run run in the afternoon tomorrow as a bonus. But – driving home I started perking up and decided that I really NEEDED to run in order to have any amount of focusing ability tonight so I planned on going my mid-range route of 2.6 but could cut it short if needed.

Oh, and did I never need! I stopped running at the two mile mark and walked home the last little bit. And those 2 miles were a STRUGGLE. Ah well, at least I did run and I probably will run another short route again tomorrow so – whatever.

I’m spending the rest of the night reading the new book that arrived yesterday:

Laterz

Dear Molly


I need some coaching on how to properly take a week off of work. Perhaps I need to define “work”? To be more clear then, I am taking the week off of my day job. I looked at the calendar and realized that thanks to some software upgrades and new purchases, April-June would not be great times to turn in an entire week of vacation. Of course, then we roll into the summer year end audit season which means that July-Sept are ALSO not the best months to take a full week either. So, basically at the spur of the moment I knew the only week I could take off was this one.

So, what have I done with this “found” time?

Well, the weekend that kicked it off was kind of shot to hell with the high school events. I believe that I adequately described why I considered it shot to hell earlier. Anyhow, after scooting out of the memorial brunch as fast as I could on Sunday, and after making sure there was food for the boys and that 15 was completing his homework, I did what I needed to do to clear my head of the icky feelings – I buried myself into a book. Out of My League by Dirk Hayhurst AKA, The Garfoose!

As with his first book, I absolutely loved this! I started reading it at around 4pm and finished it at a little after midnight. In between I had laughed, tweeted out some of my favorite lines and even shed a few tears. Bullpen Gospels was my favorite book of 2010 and I wouldn’t be surprised if Out of My League is my favorite of 2012. There IS stiffer competition this time around. Both my weekend TV boyfriend Chris Hayes and my all time favorite media hostess Rachel Maddow have books out this year. However, I doubt those two will be quite a sweet blend of goofy baseball stories and personal growth :-)

The timing was perfect. Thanks to The Garfoose, my mind was in a much better place starting off the week. So what fun stuff have I done?

Spring Cleaning of course. My floors upstairs and downstairs haven’t looked this clean since I moved in. I Bissel cleaned the stairs and my bedroom (thank you barfing cats for all those green and yellow stains). I treated the downstairs pergo floors with Murphy’s Wood Oil. The long handled ceiling duster came out and spiders were displaced all around the house. 26 had chopped up a bunch of overgrown bushes on Saturday so I chopped up the debris more to fit it into our three garbage cans. Somehow he cut down just enough to fit those three – pretty clever eh?

I’ve watched/listened to more Content curation and SEO instructional videos. Wrote more pages and research topics for more blog posts. Prepared a tax return for a client. Met with Eve to discuss more potential website work for her clients that would translate to $ more quickly.

IOW – other than reading the book – I’ve pretty much worked while I took a week off of work!  I haven’t even gone for a run! Lord, I need help with this whole idea of vacations!! I need to write 2 articles today and then (yay!) there is a one hour run planned for later.

Tomorrow afternoon 15 has his first behind the wheel driving lesson. Oh! My lord – get THIS Molly! My insurance rates didn’t double – they TRIPLED! Tripled. I mean, I knew they would because I vaguely remember that happening when 26 started driving, but….OUCH. Another reason why that little lazy ass needs to get his grades up. I couldn’t even check off the “Gets a B average or better at school” GAWD!

To relieve the stress from that, there is a renewal of the circuit training classes on Saturdays now (double yay!) with Coach T. After an hour of that we have a…(gulp) TWO HOUR RUN! Yes, I know, I don’t need to exactly follow the training routine of my triathlete friends, BUT, it’s a great way for ME to challenge my running endurance and also to get faster at my 5K distance. So….three hours of workouts.

I expect that on Sunday I will be sofa bound. Finally! One day when I will literally VACATE life :)

Swing by and bring me a beer on Sunday OK?

Love, Me.

I suppose if you LIKE being depressed…..


I like to be a contrarian sometimes. Sometimes? Oh hush.

The following four things receive HIGH HIGH HIGH Critical Acclaim. Oprah’s Book Club! Grammys! Oscars!

However, I will advise you that unless you WANT to run into the kitchen and swallow a bottle of anti-depressants with that bottle of vodka and slip away into the night…well….then you’d be doing yourself a favor to avoid them.

I’m fairly convinced that even the happiest, most plucky, glass ALWAYS full among us would be in danger of deep depression after exposure to what I think are the most soul sucking pieces of literary, film & musical drivel to be foisted on our senses.

Behold! Your sure fire cures for a severe case of joy:

Sarah McLachlan

There is no denying that she has a very lovely voice. Soothing perhaps….IF she used it for good. But, she uses it for evil. Depressing, go to sleep forever evil. In fairness, I *have* seen her live. And yes, she is JUST as bad on stage. Lordy girl – can you please sing/write SOMETHING with some pep? You can celebrate love and life you know.

Tell me you haven’t had your TV on sorta on auto-pilot, heard the opening strains of “In The Arms of An Angel”, seen the images of animals wasting away and though “GAH! No! Not AGAIN!” and wanted to gouge your eyes out?

Yeah, I don’t care WHAT she sings now. Like Pavlov’s dog, the sound of her voice makes me immediately feel sick in the pit of my stomach and tears well up. Thank you, but NO!

It’s a little easier to avoids books than it is to avoid music since radio stations can assault you and, as pointed out, TV commercials can jump up and bite you – but…..there is something about a depressing book that really insults you. First off – you all probably picked this one up thanks to Oprah, right? I know I did. That first year that she did her book club, I didn’t read anything unless she had recommended it. I was doing OK until this one popped up. What in the hell is appealing about a book where literally everyone dies at the end including the only couple of characters you might have liked? Or, if they are not literally dead, they might as well be because the way the ending is written it is clear that those still breathing wish quite deeply that they weren’t? Who writes this thinking a reader wants to spend several nights immersed in this? Isn’t a book supposed to be a way of ESCAPING reality? And a book takes time and EFFORT to read. A song is a mere 3 minutes of hell. A movie is over in 2-3 hours. A book? That’s usually several days of a few hours here and there depending on how long and how fast you read.

Of course, it is my own problem that I almost NEVER stop reading a really bad book. I stubbornly plug away to the end hoping against all evidence that things will turn around.

Yes, I *was* smart enough NOT to the movie adaptation of this horrible mess.

However, I was NOT smart enough to remember how Oprah had burned me. Because years later when I inherited Jacqueline’s collection of novels which included a fair amount of Oprah Book Club selections, I got suckered again:

Holy hell in a hand basket! First you spend over 100 pages reading about how FABULOUS this family thinks they are…then it all goes downhill from there and one by one they are all exposed to be the shells of human beings that they are. No hope. No learning. No growing. Just mind numbing depravity & self destruction. Again – why the ever loving heck did I read this until the end? Ok, read is generous – I skimmed. But…ugh!

As often as I have marveled at how amazing it is that JK Rowling walked around with the Harry Potter stories in her head, wafting around in her over-sized imaginary glands until she could get them all out on paper – I feel deeply SORRY for authors who carry around tales like those two! I mean, really, how did THEY get through life with the ability to even crack a half-assed smile?

But then – we come – to THE biggest waste of time EVER – which won it’s industry’s highest possible honor (WHY WHY WHY?):

To quote Elaine from Seinfeld : “That movie SUCKS!”

Pretty much, yep.

So in conclusion – if you find out that someone plans on watching The English Patient after spending the day reading The House of Sand and Fog and listening to Sarah McLachlan CD’s…..just go ahead and call the suicide hotline on their behalf. They will thank you later.

 

Reading is therapy


Yesterday, I felt particularly thankful that I’ve put myself back into the reading habit and that I had a book to pick up in a moment of need.

I was also thankful that I had setup a new reading corner in my living room (since the bedroom version was lost with the new king sized bed). The oversized leather chair is now in the corner where the Christmas tree had been. In the winter months the angle of the sun through the windows makes it a particularly appealing spot as it drops a sunbeam over the chair from about 10am-4pm.

Have you ever found your mind stuck on something? Like the old phonograph needle would sometimes get stuck in the groove of a record and just keep spinning and skipping and repeating over and over until you gave it a gentle nudge past the scratch or dust particle? It doesn’t have to be a big something, or a chronic something – it can really just be a dust particle that gets your mind spinning. I had that happen yesterday. The trigger occurred just before I was meeting a friend for a late morning chat at a park so I was able to bounce it around with her as we caught up on our lives over a lovely 2.5 hours of sunshine. But then I got home to an empty house and could feel it creeping back in and taking over my thought process. I felt on the edge of being overwhelmed and yet it wasn’t worthy of that (trust me, if I need to just scream or cry over something, I will, but this wasn’t anything that truly needed that kind of release). Talking had been fine, though clearly not what was needed. I know I say that “the only way out is through” but I felt like I had done everything to steep myself into the dust particle of the something (which was no big deal) that was nagging me and yet I hadn’t been able to get out to the other end. I was spinning in the tunnel still. I needed something to push the needle.

So I picked up my book, sat in my sun splashed chair, put my phone on the other side of the room so that I was not tempted to pick it up to go on twitter or facebook and I dove into the book with 100% focus.

The book?

A  mystery set in Lake Tahoe (which I could picture since I’ve been a few times) with characters who I liked and the next thing I knew two hours had passed. I got up to get a drink of water and go to the bathroom and as I walked upstairs an idea emerged from the back of my brain and within 30 minutes the Something that my mind’s needle was stuck on was a distant memory and I was on the other side of the tunnel.

Books are awesome! (and cheaper than actual therapy)

Book #49 – The Promise


The Promise: President Obama, Year OneThe Promise: President Obama, Year One by Jonathan Alter

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

#49

Reading this just after the GOP sweep in the midterms has left a bitter taste in my mouth. So much opportunity lost! Yet, Alter in many ways explains why, even though the book was written before the election. It is amazing how an administration can do so much and receive credit for so little. Yes, a lot of it is superficial messaging. Yes, many of us who are political junkies were dying for a man like Obama to speak to us like adults after 8 years of  ‘Git ‘er done!’ But once elected, the White House team’s unwillingness to bend to some of that need for superficial messaging meant that he lost touch with all BUT the most dedicated, wonky supporters. Sure *I* loved learning how the sausage was made, but I’m a nut! The average out of work, or barely working American losing his house didn’t give a rats ass. Alter does a great job explaining the machinations behind the scenes that happened and he rightfully highlights the very real, long term advances in foreign policy achieved by Obama personally. He also lists thoroughly the many domestic advances made and notes the rather high record for promises kept in just that first year (tracking thank to Politifact’s Obamameter).  But this book also reveals those shortcomings that would grow into the discontent leading to the mid term losses.  Short comings that, IMHO, are much more about optics & messaging than actual policy failures (though I admit to my own impatience on the DADT issue!) It’s a great read for both supporters and detractors of this President.

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That was my official Goodreads review, this is something that I jotted down midway through the book because it was a point which struck me very sharply:

Page 280 -

After his Asia trip in November 2009 Obama vented about the media. It was bad enough that they misreported the bi laterals, wrongly assuming he got nothing in return from the Chinese. (In fact, he said, they had moved in his direction on both climate change and sanctions against Iran.) The trip reinforced his view that the American media was fundamentally unserious. He bowed too deeply to the figurehead emperor of Japan. So what?

The United States had big challenges ahead in staying competitive, and much of the media, he thought, was clueless about what was truly important. For instance, he noted that President Lee Myong Bak of South Korea, presiding over a “very competitive” economy, had said that his biggest problem in education was that Korean parents were too demanding and were insisting on importing English teachers so their kids could learn English in first grade instead of having to wait for second grade. This is what complacent America was up against. “And then I sit down with U.S. reporters, and the question they have for me, in Asia, is ‘Have I read Sarah Palin’s book?’” At this point, the president shook his head, incredulous. “True. True story.”

As I tweeted while reading this book: Barack Obama is exactly the man I thought him to be when I voted for him. When I read Dreams of My Father I was mightily impressed with a man of such depth, self confidence, pragmatism & thirst for knowledge. I felt like on a personal level I connected with who he is and what he wants from the country more than any other politician. Perhaps because he is from my generation. Perhaps because he didn’t come from a privileged background. I’ve often felt like we see the world very from a very similar perspective.  One of the main issues we agree on 100% is the lack of substance in the media. I mean – look at that up there! This is a man traveling the world & seeing things that could help inspire our own country’s focus on how we educate our kids. He’s thinking of the generations to come who will lead us and how we are often failing them – and the reporter wants to talk about a book written by a failed VP candidate & quitter Governor? WTF? It is often no *wonder* that the things he has achieved flew under the radar or have been grossly misinterpreted/simplified or viewed largely through a Fox News conservative prism.  Even as much as I pay attention to multiple news sources & enjoy learning about the sausage making processes, there were still things in The Promise that had flown under MY radar! And that’s a problem. I think the WH needs to just admit that they cannot FORCE the media to suddenly change into something more substantive & that they may need to dumb down their own approach to explaining their goals & procedures. It sucks & I wish it didn’t have to be that way, but the bottom line is that a media driven by the bumper sticker 24/7 news cycle who absolutely lapped UP the Git ‘Er Done methodology cannot just swing back out the other way to longer sentences, nuance & intelligence. The WH is going to have to meet them part way on the messaging just as they have to keep struggling with negotiating with a GOP leadership whose one goal is to make his Presidency a failure at ANY cost.

Books 45-48 – a very Patterson weekend


Jack & Jill (Alex Cross, #3)Jack & Jill by James Patterson

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

#45
I know that I am jumping into the Alex Cross series kind of in the middle, but I really like this character. He’s a nice blend of a tough street detective and a criminal minds style profiler but with a wonderful sense of humanity and sense of humor. I am noticing a pattern after just two of Patterson’s books – his detectives are single dads for whatever reason with some fantastic family member helping take care of the kids. Of course they are put into danger as often as possible and are also used to show you that softer side of your hero and most especially since he is single he can be off looking for some romance too :-) We get to meet Alex’s future love interest in this story. Quite convenient how one of the nasty killers Cross is hunting ends up taking out her poor husband. As with the first one, I love the writing style, the plot in this one was a little more to my liking though still with the deep dark conspiracy hanging over it so that the mystery is never *really* solved. That’s annoying, but since I like Cross and his friends and family so much, it didn’t bug. Must not have since I read it cover to cover in one day!

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Cat & Mouse (Alex Cross, #4)Cat & Mouse by James Patterson

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

#46

Another one read within 24 hours start to finish. Still a lot of fun, but I didn’t enjoy it quite as much. I’m already getting bored with the criminal on an ego trip theme! Not enough to knock off a star obviously.

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When the Wind BlowsWhen the Wind Blows by James Patterson

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

#47

I really loved this one – almost whimsical somehow in the midst of a pretty horrific medical experimentation conspiracy plot. But the imagery of the flying kids was really breathtaking. Made for a an unusual & interesting twist to the usual fast paced Patterson mysteries.

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Roses Are RedRoses Are Red by James Patterson

My rating: 3 of 5 stars

#48

And…I’m bored COMPLETELY with the egocentric “I’m smarter than all of you” serial killers now. Alex Cross seems to attract them like moths to a flame & it is getting tiresome. Perhaps that is the downside of reading books in a series back to back to back like this. Characters get too predictable after a bit. Time for a break to make these seem fresh & interesting again. Or, hopefully, Patterson finds a different path to follow with Cross. I’m also tiring of his family/love interest always being put in harms way. And that his love interests either die or leave him.

I read ALL of these last weekend! 72 hours of reading fun. Loved it. Though I did learn that I should probably not read too many of the same series in one weekend as I did get bored & was able to predict some things. I’ve found a few author’s and series that I’ve liked this year that I intend to catch up on next year, but I think I will make sure & rotate them to keep it interesting!

Still – just four more to go to reach my goal of 52 for the year! I’m a little surprised at that. Of course, there’s other *stuff* I could have done but one thing I’ve figured out long ago is that really is just no way to do everything you’d like to do. And sometimes it is perfectly OK for weeds to grow :-)

Book review #43 – The Final Judgement


The Final JudgmentThe Final Judgment by Richard North Patterson

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

I REALLY enjoyed this author! A very compelling story with intrigue from the start about a middle aged attorney on the cusp of receiving a Presidential nomination to a judgeship who is then thrust back unwittingly to her hometown and long estranged family. The writing is sharp, focused, not overly descriptive or bogged down with minutiae. The pace is very good flipping back to the past at just the right times to fill in pockets of history necessary to the murder mystery unfolding in the present. While I had correctly guessed rather early who the murderer is, I was pleasantly surprised at the twists and reveals that lead there. Very well done!

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Book reviews #41 & 42


IntensityIntensity by Dean Koontz

My rating: 2 of 5 stars

#41

Ick ick ick. Perhaps this just is not my genre because I know there are SO MANY who adore Dean Koontz, but I wont be one of those. For the first time that I can remember I skipped whole chunks of the book. Why ever would you need over 300 pages to describe a 36 hour time frame? Was it even 36 hours? I don’t know because I was bored with the detail which lent NOTHING to the story. Did I really need to know the color and texture of every knic knac & piece of furniture in the house? The only compelling parts were the conversations between the monster predator and the prey/eventual heroine. Yet even with all the skipping around I still ended up having a nightmare about the guy the night I finished it! And that right there is another reason not to read any books like this again – if they are going to be THAT scary that they disturb my sleep – well some folks might like that but I really don’t.

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Cause CelebCause Celeb by Helen Fielding

My rating: 4 of 5 stars

#42

I really enjoyed this – probably not the least because I had just finished a disappointing book so this one was a welcome feast of light, somewhat humorous fare! Still – I had previously enjoyed the Bridget Jones Diary books so I knew I would like Helen Fielding’s writing style. There were similarities here with her heroine who is ridiculously attracted to a rather awful man who keeps her utterly imbalanced. But the story of how she ends up finding herself and her self respect is much more dramatic and deep than anything in Bridget Jone’s life. The time spent in a refugee camp in Africa is riveting & heart rending and even finally serves to break through the selfish hard core of some of the celebrities she is forced to ask for help, including her romantic nemesis. I love tales of women figuring out how to find their own way and NOT rely on a man for their day to day existence or happiness.

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