Sunday, October 7, 2007

Growl

(Remember the deal, Eric Wedge.)

I watched "Grizzly Rage" on the SciFi channel last night. It was about a group of twenty-something teenagers who run over a baby grizzly bear and come across its angry mother. In the end everyone died. The kids managed to lock the bear inside an abandoned cabin and they walked away in relief as slowly as possible. Of course the bear clawed its way out and then ate them all. It was very entertaining.

On commercials I checked on the Rockies/Phillies game. They were tied in the eighth inning until a Colorado pinch hitter batted in the winning run. I am very happy the Phillies were swept.
Arizona also swept the Cubs at Wrigley Field. So it will be Diamondbacks versus Rockies in the NLCS. I am rooting for the Diamondbacks. No one would have picked either team at the beginning of the season.

Speaking of the Rockies, Les Stroud stranded himself in the Rocky Mountains on yesterday's Survivorman. He ate nothing but a couple of berries for the week. He came across some moose in Canada's boreal forest. He said the scariest thing to ever happen to him on the show was when he came close to a bull moose. He says they are the most dangerous animals in North America. Even more dangerous than the grizzly bear.

Les made fire by rubbing two sticks together. Yes. I think he is actually a genius, because he writes and plays music, too. He wrote the show's theme song. He is just a very talented, resourceful guy. And a genius.

"Grizzly Rage" made me think of Timothy Treadwell and his unfortunate encounter. He was a film maker who wanted to study the grizzly bear. He spent time in Alaska tracking them, but he romanticized them a little too much and ended up dead. He also took his girlfriend with him. Their deaths are on tape. The camera lens was still on, so only the audio works. But it still exists; no one destroyed it (at least to my knowledge.) Pretty horrible.

I remember a documentary made about Timothy, which was really amazing, that was nominated for an Oscar. Ellen DeGeneres made a spoof of it on her show as part of an Oscar reenactment segment. I thought this was sort of uncalled for. Making fun of someone's death. Oh, well.

Anyway, the Yankees are down to their last hope today. So are the Angels. The National League turned out great for me yesterday, so I am expecting the same today. Ok? Good.

I can't tell you how much better I feel now that I have a good plan for the coming months. I am excited about things now, whereas before I was just waiting dead like a vegetable for something to happen. A plan was all I needed. A goal and a future.

Cuz he's Grady. Woah, woah, woah, cuz he's Grady. Talkin about that little Grady... and he's playin for the tri-ibe.

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