Halos Heaven

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2pintsofbooze - January 25, 2012 reply

Come on, people, how can you vote against a guy (ME!) who represents by owning and driving

THE HALOMOBILE!!!

Yeti and I grew up in the same proximity to the stadium, in the same era, with the same childhood stories about The Ancient Ways. But this is more than caps and jerseys, folks. This is an entire damned vehicle that travels the roads of Southern California spreading the mantra of the trAdition to fans and enemies alike!!

We aren’t talking about a trailer queen here, either. Here are two photos of the HaloMobile, as featured on Google Live!

So come on, people! If you want an invitation to drive the HaloMobile this season you better start voting me up!!!

Stirrups - January 25, 2012 reply

Stirrups gets my vote. His submissions are always worth a look.

He also has a way with words, and with setting new posters in their place when needed. I consider this to be one of the the most piercing upbraidings I’ve seen here:

Big Fucking Deal. What’s the barrier to entry for that? Something close to, like, ZERO?!? Or is there some Internet Council of Elders to which I have yet to be exposed, which has sent their messenger winging down from Mount Autry and blessed thee as Worthy of Baseball Blogging, granting you the Rod Of Extra Base Hits to protect you forever from a mighty smiting?
Look ChUmLy, the bottom line here is that:
a) you did not state anything informative or insightful,
b) you did not state anything that might provoke thoughtful discourse on your subject,
c) you did not even have the balls to put your own stake in the ground, around which others might gain some point of reference as to who you are and what you think about your own subject of interest.
And your "use" of statistics to frame your lack of position is insipidly pointless. This site must have more than 50,000 direct links to Baseball Reference already, many of them to specific data points or pre-culled data sets, which were used to explicitly direct the reader to the facts supporting a specific claim. Regular readers and posters here at HH are very well aware of Baseball Reference and many use it daiily, so your "link" to your "stats" comes off as monumentally lazy, incredibly stupid, and childishly naive. You might as well "prove" that you have written the next Great American Novel by pointing us all to an English dictionary.
Anybody who would come in to the most popular fan site for Angels baseball, which already does the good deed of trying to send people over to his own work, who then eats up column space here by saying nothing of any material significance while telling the local membership to go look it all up for themselves, and then has the balls to accuse locals of being trolls for objecting to their worthless consumption of browser space on our own site is a jackanape risking a serious kick in the ass all the way back to the Dark Ages.
You are not the owner here. Show some courtesy and be welcomed.
Show some intellect and make a point. Even a wrong one is useful.
Show some courage and take a stand.
Show that you have made an investment in your position first, by doing your own research on your own topic and bringing the results to us.
Show some fortitude by being willing to discuss and debate anything and everything, even beyond your subject.
And, for the love of God, refrain from slandering the locals in their own house.
Sincerely,
Righteous Indignation
P.S. – Take some time to look up the meaning of the word "troll" as it actually applies to Internet behavior. Then spend the rest of the day reflecting on who would REALLY be behaving as the "troll" in the context of this Halos Heaven web site.
Mike Scioscia has zero credibility to get mad at anyone, or anything. He is the reason Jeff Mathis plays baseball.
by Stirrups on Jul 30, 2011 12:21 PM PDT up reply Unrec? 6

angelslogic - January 25, 2012 reply

Yetijuice...that reminds me of the time when I flew a Grumman Ag Cat to Chalet Chamonix in France, and stayed at the Yeti Lodge.

I was just over the Atlantic when I saw what appeared to be a school of Narwhals swimming down below in the ocean blue. Petey was in the seat behind me and barked that they looked like majestic, swimming unicorns. It was a long flight, one made shorter by listening to all of Goblin’s soundtrack work, interspersed with some Vangelis and Tight Bros From Way Back When. I hadn’t listened to that combination of albums since I was climbing Mount Kailash, in Tibet, during a horrendous snow storm in which I almost lost my pinky finger to frostbite, but was saved by an American archaeologist who happened to be in that region to find an amulet of some importance. I gleaned that much, at least, due to his insistence that it was also being sought by an occult division of the Nazis. So there I was, above the Atlantic, halfway to France and the Yeti Lodge, when I remembered that I was missing the Turtle Wax-The Once-A-Year Liquid Wax Bowl, featuring my vaunted South East Missouri State Redhawks versus the California State University-Stanislaus Warriors. Luckily, there were no other planes in the air blasting the game, so I wasn’t getting the score spoiled for me. I’d have to catch up at the Yeti Lodge. I had went to last years Turtle Wax Bowl, held in Tulsa, OK, and I remember sitting in my car, reading, before going into the stadium. The book was The Kid Who Only Hit Homeruns, by Matt Christopher. Seals and Crofts was playing on the radio. Great group…Crofts was the more talented of the two, if you ask me.

Tired, I eventually got to Chalet Chamonix and managed to landed my Ag Cat on one of the slopes. The same slope, I think, where they shot The Spy Who Loved Me. In the movie, it takes place in Austria, but I believe it was filmed here due to local tax breaks and incentives. Incentives…there’s a soybean company out of Deluth called Incentive. NCTV….my guess is that in 2012, they’ll be supplying all the soybeans for the production of WhiteWave Foods’ Silk Soymilk. A sexy stock pick, if you ask me. So I landed my bi-plane, and Petey and I immediately went to the scullery to acquire some brie and Duckbutter Vineyard wine. I love Duckbutter…the smell, the taste. It’s easily my favorite of the season. I had just settled in when I saw a woman that looked exactly like Susan Lucci, who played Erica on All My Children. I have not missed an episode of All My Children since 1970, and have kept a log of each episode. I transcribe the dialogue into four columns, using a proprietary formula, and from there I break down which character is being adulterous and which character(s) are going to die in the next season or two. I have this log available for anybody that wants to take a look at it. Petey and I got tired, and retired to our room at the Yeti Lodge. It was a grand suite, to be sure. Replete with everything I’d need for my stay that I hadn’t brought with me on the bi-plane.

Yetijuice…Juice. In 1983, I was in Laos with OJ Simpson on a human skull scavenger hunt. He always reminded me of a more talented Cleavon Little, and that’s not just because they were both black. It more had to do with their inherent charisma and ear-to-ear smiles. But OJ just had “it”. It would finally be showcased in the first Naked Gun movie. The year that film came out, I bought a used Subaru brat and drove to Salvation Mountain at Slab City, near Niland, CA, and arrived at dusk. Petey was with me. We both doused ourselves in pink acrylic paint and Thompson’s WaterSeal, then danced around to the sounds of Durutti Column’s first album, The Return of the Durutti Column. We then attempted to perform self immolation, but the combination of paint and Thompson’s WaterSeal didn’t prove to be as flammable as we thought. Oh well. As OJ Simpson would say “I could not tell you the date of my mother’s death. I could not tell you the date of my dad’s death. These are not dates that I find significant.”

Mayheminthehood - January 27, 2012 reply