Happy Turkey Day!

And now, I have to make a blueberry pie to bring out to Sarah B's in Needham.

The Indian on the Ballfield

Even Major League Baseball is outsourcing to India these days. It seems an American entrepreneur created a reality-television type contest to find the Indian cricket players who were most likely to become outstanding baseball players. In a country of over a billion people, it makes sense that at least one of them should be able to pitch a 93 MPH strike. Now, two of them have been signed by the Pittsburgh Pirates.

Of course, having taken a clueless Indian to a few games and teaching him about "the hitting box" and other such things, I was most amused by Singh and Patel's reaction to their first game. What did the shortstop do wrong, Patel asked Bernstein, to not be given a base in the infield? It's a deep question really, and the answer is... he had a better arm than the second baseman and quicker fielding skills than the third baseman. And thus, he was punished. At least he wasn't banished to the outfield.

Celebrity Sighting

I just saw Steven Tyler in the elevator -- he was getting off as I was getting on. Everyone that got on the elevator with me did the exact same double take as soon as the door shut. "Was that... ?"

Yes, his mouth really is that big.

A Request to Fellow T Riders

I know morning commutes are crowded and people are often in awkward positions grasping for the nearest railing to hold onto, most of which are above their heads. Thus, while annoying, I don't fault the young man who decided to thrust his armpit in my face for most of this morning's commute. But please, please, if you are going to do that, wear deodorant.