99 is better than 100

If you're like me this was a rough summer for baseball.  Don't get me wrong, there was plenty of amazing action.  Game 162 was huge for the wildcard race in both the AL and NL and I got to fully flex my mlb.tv subscription with 4 games playing at once!

After watching the Twins drop so many games I will admit that I fell into a bit of a depression about baseball, but the playoffs are on now and I must say that I am very excited.  The Twins did pull through and win 3 of their last 4 to avoid losing their 100th game for only the second time in franchise history (see the abysmal 1982 season w/ 102 losses).

This gives me hope, hope for the future, hope that someday Minnesota baseball will return to form.  We've been playing the "if only we were healthy" card for too long.  Having said that, if we come back healthy next year and finally make some smart moves in the front office the Twins could bounce back in a big way next year.  I won't go into how or why because I'm writing this over break and haven't blogged in a month or so and just trying to get back into the swing of this, BUT... It makes me feel better about our prospects by saying we have a shot.

I am very much so looking forward to playoff baseball, Tampa is hot right now and the Yankees are hopefully dragging after that joke of a finish.  I really haven't paid attention to the National league so um....... yeah.

Well, this is another post, here is where I make a non-committal promise to continue posting more often now that life is blah...blah...blah.

Here's a "song of the day" for you to listen to so that this post has some multimedia to it.  Yay shiny things and Comedy Central.

I do apologize for the lack of real content to this post, [more false promises of future ones being better here].

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If She Weighs as Much as a Duck...

If you're like me, you have never been accused of being a particularly good horse jockey.  This, of course, leads in perfectly to my discourse on the problem of self-contradiction.


Logic (from the Greek λογική), goes back to the days of cavemen.  Why else would the word be Greek?  Philosophers, mathematicians, and rock, paper, scissor champions have grappled at the workings of this abstract idea for millennia.  Taking on many forms, it reached its highest intellectual age during mid 70's in Britain.

I need not explain further so ... I won't.


I recently had an interesting go at logic myself.  You see my camera, which is digital, stores its pictures on an SD card.  Now I was wrong to say "an SD card" because S is a consonant, but "a SD card" just sounds weird.  When I go to plug this card into my computer it takes hours to either open the folder or copy the files to my computer.


I reasoned, that a logical person would get or at least try a new SD card.  This, I believe, counts as logic.  However, I have come upon a quandary.  Since I have not tried to get or even try a new SD card, logically I am not a logical person, but in deducing this I have proven myself to have a logical nature.  This troubled me greatly and I sought to meditate on this.   


Here my problems got worse.  I have never been able to meditate before, nor do I know how.  You can imagine how wracked my brain was as to what should be done about this impasse (I hate using French words so you can appreciate how vexed I am).


To cope with this and try to get some perspective, I decided to write things out in a blog and see what came to me... so um..... yeah.....


If you have logiced yourself to a headache or believe there is more to granola than meets the eye, leave a comment below and contribute to the engaging conversation that takes place on this blog.