April 05, 2003
- The almost unbelievable number of CVS Drugstores and Starbucks in the greater D.C. area.
- My search for a consumer-sized freeze-dryer so I can enjoy astronaut ice cream every single day.
- The necessary introduction of mandatory jail sentences for motorists who break down on the Pulaski Skyway during rush hour.
- Whether Hiram Bithorn Stadium will count for those hearty fans who try to see at least one game in every major league ballpark.
- My attendance, along with my brother and sister, at the taping of a special "Variety Show" episode of Last Call with Carson Daly, featuring Robbie Williams, Colin Quinn, penguins, and 6-foot-5, 400-pound subway conductor Eric "Badlands" Booker, the American competitive eating champion in such varied fields as hot dogs, matzoh balls, chicken wings, and god knows what else. I chatted with Eric for a bit during the taping; he's a really nice guy, as serious about his sport as any Olympic athlete, and focused on bringing the hot dog title back to the U.S.A. And the funniest part of the night was when Badlands stood in front of my rather small sister during the second Robbie Williams song. Anyway, if for some unknown reason you're watching Carson Daly next Friday night, the Goldstein family will be sitting in the back corner, near the hibachi grill.
- Why, even if Sammy Sosa needs only one homer for #500, you should never sit in the upper deck at Shea on a freezing early-April night.
- On a related note, before you start screaming your lungs out about Sosa hitting his 500th homer, you should really pay attention to the left fielder calmly circling under the wind-slowed ball.
- Why, even though Jahna D'Lish is a ticking time bomb of embarrassing secrets from the Ken Goldstein past, you still shouldn't believe a single word she says.
- And finally, why Mike Whybark is the best darn techfriend a guy can have!
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