Captain Steroids, aka Barry Bonds, just found out that the San Francisco Giants will not be bringing him back in 2008. Captain still wants to play, tho. So can we assume he'll be a Yankee? I really don't see how he could end up in the N.L. with those brittle knees. So where could he end up? It'd have to be a place where the ball flies out, so that counts out Oakland and Seattle. The White Sox are too cheap & have too much salary locked up already, so they're out. The Angels? How about the Rangers? That's where steroid users go to die. Maybe Tampa Bay Rays (who I call the Tampa Bay Ray Romano's ) who are trying to make a splash with their new and leaked (tee hee hee) generic computer company logo and wordmark. Maybe put some of them Christian anti-Satan fans in the seats now that the evil "Devil" has been safely dropped from the team's name. But they still went with the devil ray logo, which makes no sense. Tho he would never sign there because he wants a World Series ring for his fat steroid infested fingers. Baltimore? Oh I'm sorry, Peter Angelos, "The Orioles". They're good at over-paying mediocre players. Toronto? Is the Big Curt still DH-ing there? Minnesota, Kansas City don't have the money either. Detroit? They already have a steroids user at DH. Cleveland has Hafner at DH. Bonds will be a Yankee.

I found out one of my favorite New England Clam Chowders (CHOWDAH!!) has an ungodly amount of saturated fat per 8 oz serving (18g / 90% daily allotment) so I'm going to have to re-think about that clam chowder lovefest I have going on with Panera Bread right now. New England Clam Chowder is one of my favorite foods. Why? I can't explain it. I like Manhattan Clam Chowder too, tho some people say it's red because it's the blood in the water that they gather from the East River (tho I've heard otherwise). A warm bowl of Chowdah and oyster crackers, and I'm one happy mf-er.

Heh, this middle aged hefty blonde broad was on "1 vs 100", said she was a New York Yankees fan on a baseball question, and people booed her loudly. God how I love baseball.