|05:23 pm - No matter what happens in the next five minutes...|
"What you don't know is..."
It's not that the file is displaying as one long line with no line breaks, it's just that the file is actually only one line long. It's merely coincidental that the line is the same size as the window you're viewing it in.
PS: Feel better soon.
I heard on WEEI this morning that Jose Canseco was going to take a lie detector test and answer questions from his book on PayPerView. I don't know what it says about me that I believed it, but since I haven't seen any corroborating evidence, (including checking josecanseco.com) though, so I think Dale was just funnin'. He is doing a book tour though.
I watched For Love of the Game this morning. I must read this book. I cried for the last 20 minutes of the movie. It's so sweet. This is the ultimate chick flick, in my mind. I actually watched it most of the way through instead of fastforwarding through nearly every Kelly Preston scene, as I have done in the past. I've told myself to channel the money I haven't spent on Canseco's book into reading this one. See, there's a common thread here somewhere.
I think I might bring FLotG to book club
if it ever gets when it gets rescheduled to see if there's interest in reading it. If there is, maybe I'll hold back on reading it until it comes my turn to propose a book.
I have a bad migrane. I was going to see Rowancat tonight for my 3rd visit, but I may just go home and die first. And go visit Rowan tomorrow morning.
I cry every time I watch that movie.
God's Teeth, I love it.
I have almost picked up the book, and have read it, but it seems a little more distant than the movie.
I love the part at the end where the fat Yankee fan says, "Awwww. . . . OK, Chapel. C'mon. Gotta give to him. Perfect game."
I love John C. Reilly in a good-guy role.
Someone once pointed out that it's funny that in "Bull Durham," his character says, "Don't think. Just pitch," but in this movie he's all about thinking.