Media-crity

My finger’s been bugging me– swelling up, hurts to touch, etc. So after a week of this, I headed to the urgent care clinic in Kenmore to make sure I didn’t have spider eggs or a fracture or anything.

They sent me for x-rays and I, because I’m 12, took the x-rays into the bathroom on my way back to the clinic so I could take this picture:

It’s apparently tendonitis, which I think is the go-to “get out of my office, crazy hypochondriac.” However, it was ALL worth it to get that x-ray. I wish I could have kept it.

At the very least I’ve been selected to save the world from evil.

First, when I turned my TV on Wednesday night, I found this image frozen on the screen for no discernable reason:

Then, last week I was in the mailroom ripping open a box of dental insurance booklets to distribute. This guy walked in while I was struggling with it and asked if he could help. At that moment, I wrestled it open and said “Nope, looks like I got it!” and then he said “Of course you did, you’re very powerful.” and smiled.

I have no idea who this guy was.

So I’m pretty sure I’m either starring in my own supernatural thriller, or I’m a prophet/superhero/savior. I’m still figuring out the details, but I think the island– that is, the world– communicates with me via the TV. I just hope I didn’t fail my first test by not going to find that creepy child and prevent her from sucking out her parents’ brains or something.

On the one hand, it’s good to finally have everything confirmed. The endless speculation and covering up was making me dizzy.

On the other, it really, really sucks to be right. Jerry Remy taking an indefinite leave of absence to recover from cancer surgery.

Looks like Eck will continue through the homestand, ending the 8th, then the greatest man ever, Dave Roberts, will join Don for the west coast road trip, with no plans being announced beyond that yet.

Can I get my vote in now for more Roberts/Eck/Don action? It would help ease the pain.

Thank you.

There are so many reasons to love Surviving Grady. Many, many reasons.

This is but one of them.

Trying to get a post explaining the Legend of the Diet Coke up before tonight’s game but I’m not sure if it’ll happen.

It’s nearing midnight and I’m sitting here shotgunning a fresh can of diet coke. I have to be up in just over 6 hours.

Yup. Just another game night.

AND IT PAYS OFF WITH A 2-RUN HOMER FROM BAY! Bay has been most receptive to my help this season.

Soon I should chronicle the history of the diet coke and why I spend baseball season in a caffeinated haze.