It's time for us all to make resolutions for the new year or at least that is what the TV keeps telling me. My dog keeps telling me to murder my neighbor, but that's whole other post.
Anyway, since I am a slave to societal conventions, I've got my annual installment of Angel blogger resolutions ready to go! I think there is even a chance that I will adhere to a few of them this year too.
It is 2013, so I should probably have 13 resolutions, but that seemed like a lot of work, so you'll just have to settle for eight.
- Record my podcast on something resembling a normal schedule, be it weekly, bi-weekly or monthly. More and more people seem to be listening to it with every episode, so it must be worth putting a little more effort into.
- My son is going to be born January 4th, but I don't think it is ever too soon to start coaching him up. Starting this season, I'm going to work on making him into a left-hand hitting third baseman. If all goes according to plan, he should be starting for the Halos by 2037. I just hope he gets my wife's athleticism (she has Olympic athletes on her side of the family whereas I couldn't even start on a Division 5 CIF high school baseball team).
- Live chats! Let's try and do some. Your going to have to help out with this one because it doesn't really work if I am just chatting with myself. In fact, it kind of weirds my wife out. Let's tentatively schedule the first one for Opening Day.
- No Joe Blanton fat jokes. They are just mean-spirited and a little bit hypocritical.
- Plenty of Joe Blanton DADHAT jokes. Those are fair game and arguably a public service.
- I pledge to not lose my mind the first time the "Fire Scioscia" grumbling begins, partly because it might actually be deserved this time around but also because I realize now that this is a topic not unlike the presidential election where everyone has pretty much already made up there mind regardless of the evidence at hand.
- Try and watch more games with the sound on. This could be difficult given that my daughter usually commandeers the only TV in the house so she can watch Jake and the Never Land Pirates. There is nothing wrong watching the game on mute, in fact I think it is better sometimes, but I know I am missing good insights from the announcers sometimes as well as horrible insights that make my blood boil but do at least provide for good blog fodder sometimes. I mean, if there is one thing this blog is missing it is me going on inane rants about some trivial bullshit that Mark Gubicza said.
- Oh, this is probably a good time to mention that I'm going to relax the profanity policy a bit, at least for me. You clowns (and I mean that in the most loving way possible, if that is even possible) still need to keep it civil in the comment section. Me, I've tried keeping it clean all these years but I am realizing that sometimes I need to venture into PG-13 territory in order to truly express my feelings. I imagine this will come into play the first time Scioscia has Erick Aybar lay down a sacrifice bunt in the first inning to move Mike Trout over to first base.