tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7647994113171542265.post8161796695156166831..comments2022-11-24T01:57:28.618-08:00Comments on These Apples: I'm Bill McNeal! On Crack! I like Boys!Red Delicioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04391895290989546683noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7647994113171542265.post-66254196643907863762009-01-24T12:07:00.000-08:002009-01-24T12:07:00.000-08:00I feel your pain. I'm so tired of having to measur...I feel your pain. I'm so tired of having to measure time with a clock rather than a pitch.Yvonne Rathbonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04614194420076768577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7647994113171542265.post-4520247761731653952009-01-09T19:35:00.000-08:002009-01-09T19:35:00.000-08:00Since I know you want to know the whole story:the ...Since I know you want to know the whole story:<BR/><BR/>the title of the post comes from an episode of "Newsradio" wherein Bill and Dave are arguing over the editing of his opening day baseball promotion; at one point, Khandi Alexander comes in and re-edits the promo so that it plays as the quotation I used.Red Delicioushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04391895290989546683noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7647994113171542265.post-15420921531842936232009-01-09T16:07:00.000-08:002009-01-09T16:07:00.000-08:00You do not like boys, Mr. "I Tell Lies So That The...You do <I>not</I> like boys, Mr. "I Tell Lies So That The Titles of My Posts Will Be Funny."<BR/><BR/>Stop misrepresenting the Tribe. Don't make me call Barney Frank.<BR/><BR/>[Word verification: "angre." Which is like "anger," but French-Canadian.]Evnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11248710048578201683noreply@blogger.com