Lunatic Fringe

Dear denizens of Yankee Universe (I hope I get the address right), We, as Red Sox fans, recognize that the team is playing awful, horrible, putrid, baseball, and are in the midst of an epic collapse. And if the team fails to make the playoffs, it will be because of the loud sucking sound coming from Fenway park, not from the vacuum that is between your ears (you, the dumb Yankee fans). The goal of the regular season is to make the playoffs, and in fact, by winning the AL East, and taking the last three from Tampa, your beloved New York Yankees have done the Red Sox a huge favor, as we have actually increased our Wild Card lead, despite losing 3 of 4 to the vaunted Fighting Showalters. So to reiterate, we are quiet because our team sucks, not because we're dismayed about the Yankees being so friggin' awesome- we're actually ecstatic that they've won these last three. Thanks, morons, and congratulations on being literate. :) Also, 'ecstatic' means you're feeli

In times of doubt, my greatest ambitions are often my darkest enemies. My undoing predicated by the words of my choosing, my fate before me the very sword of my hand, offering me nothing more than a place to fall. It is an ugly thing to see a few moments into the future, the world is always burning before my eyes. Those are the fires of passion, the very same which have always burned brightest within me – always first to fight, ever first to love, unreservedly first to tears. When governed cautiously they serve me well, give me warmth, they light up my nights, and in the night give daylight to my dreams. But where I am lost is where they become master, it is then that the fire burns too bright, it is then when all is consumed. Afterwards where once there were dreams, I am left with nothing but the embers of calamity. Adversity will try us all, in it’s own time, and through it’s own paces. Some more than once, some more than others. Our greatest defenses against it are also our basest:

Mitch is 30 today, Bob Dylan is 70. In light of that fact, I've compiled my definitive list of favorite Bob Dylan songs, strictly in alphabetical order, as there isn't enough in a lifetime to figure it out any other way. Enjoy. 1. 4th Time Around 2. Abandoned Love 3. Bob Dylan’s 115th Dream 4. Born in Time 5. Brownsville Girl 6. Buckets of Rain 7. Changing of the Guards 8. Chimes of Freedom 9. Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right 10. Every Grain of Sand 11. Forever Young 12. Girl From the North Country 13. I Shall be Free 14. I Want You 15. If Not for You 16. If you see her, say hello 17. It takes a lot to laugh, it takes a train to cry 18. It’s All Over Now, Baby Blue 19. It’s Alright, Ma (I’m Only Bleeding) 20. Just Like A Woman 21. Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door 22. Lay, Lady, Lay 23. Like A Rolling Stone 24. Love Minus Zero/No Limit 25. Meet Me in the Morning 26. Mississippi 27. Most of the Time 28. Mr Tambourine Man 29. My Back Pages 30. One of Us Must Know (Sooner Or Later) 31. O