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Author: Alan
Red Sox on TV
One of my all time favorite TV stimuli is the one that says “Sox on Fox”. When I had a house, I could have a dish that got me Fox TV from Boston on which I watched the Red Sox play. The show was promo-ed as “Sox on Fox”. Dr. Seuss was a native of Massachusetts, albeit from the westerner end at Springfield, so the homage is just. While near Springfield last weekend, I got my Red Sox hat – the Boston Rob one with the velcro back. That takes a bit away from it. Like the little Nike logo. I can carefully snip away the embroidered Nike swoop, like we used to with logo dress whirts when they first came out in the early 80s. I can’t, however, snip away the Boston Rob-ness.
I have had many hats. As a diaper wearer, I had a Toronto Maple Leafs minor league hat. I sat in the Fenway bleachers in 1973 in my Expos hat watching Luis Tiant. I still have a wool Atlanta Braves retro one I bought in the early ’80s because I did not wear it as much as the lemon yellow Bardall oil mesh hat I loved so much then. I often admired the 1970’s red hat, black brim Sox hat but never had one. But I like my new all black one. Nike was good enough to even put a lable inside that says “Genuine Merchandise”. You gotta love it when it is genuine.
All of this to point out that despite my lack of access to Sox on Fox and Gerry Remy‘s dulcet tones, this weekend and next I get to watch the Jays get smoked over and over by the Sox, starting tonight with a homestand in the second awfulest place on earth to watch baseball – the Skydome. The worstest apparently is in Montreal but I have never been. After sundown tonight, I will hunt out a fading WTIC 1080 for the later innings audio to synch with the Jay’s homie video.
Howe’s Caverns
I tried to get out of the thing at the last minutes citing our collective cold and the temperature difference of 52 F in the caves compard to 75 F up top but I was over-ruled and lucky for having been over-ruled. At 40 bucks USD for an hour and a half with a gift shop mine field to run at the finish, it is not cheap but the kids loved being spellunkers for a morning. Howe’s Caverns has a discount program with the Baseball Hall of Fame…which I only learned about after we got back.
Bloglines Reminder
With the current spate of photos I am noticing again a lot of “page not founds” in the refer logs via Bloglines. So remember if you are using Bloglines to read this web site, please set the preferences to “Summary” to maximize your bloggy pleasures. That means you, too, Allstream and UPEI guys.
Branding Mastered II
I’m sure I am not the first to notice this restaurant sign in Cooperstown, NY.
Saranac Lake
Beach
Surprised to find ourselves facing 22° C, we headed to Scarborough Beach south of Portland. This is what happy feet look like in the big ocean: [2.5 MB mpg]. Never had ice cream head ache below the ankles before. Happy kids nonetheless: [2.9 MB mpg].
Saranac Lake
I could yap it up like a Saranac Lake Chamber of Commerce membership nominee. Suffice it to say it is a beautiful town to which we will return.
The view to the south from the fifth floor of the Hotel Saranac.
The view to the west from the same fifth floor of the Hotel Saranac.
First Two Legs
Best route ever from Kingston, Ontario to Portland Maine. Highway 3
across the Adironracks, crashed at the Hotel Saranac, this morning down Lake
Champlain on the NY side to cross over at Rutland Vt., nip to Lebanon and down
to Concord NH, over to Portsmouth NH on #4 and up to Portland on
I-95. At Rutland it was summer in the Maritimes – 20
degrees, leaves out, sunshine. I lay on mown grass out behind the
Friendly’s after we ate lunch. We drove through the birthplace
of the US Navy on the south end of Lake Champlain, but made a note to check
it out on a shorter French and Indian Wars / Last of the Mohicans loop.