primroseburrows | (no subject)

Um. *waves banner* Red Sox fan here. Dyed-in-the-wool, since age 6 (which was a long time ago!). I've missed the first games of the World series, because I didn't care about the Marlins and I just couldn't deal with the Yankees.

Then why, tell me why, do I have the strange desire to watch this series? And even stranger, root for the Yankees? I know, I've said that I don't hate the Yankees, and I don't. I just feel like a traitor this year.

I blame

karabou. And well, y'know. Derek Jeter. Shut up,

littlealex :P.

And don't worry. When they threaten my Sox next year, I'll go back to loathing their arses. But the Marlins are just boring. Still don't like the thugs who beat up the groundskeeper, though. Fie on them.

In other news, I didn't get many guesses for who wrote the quote in my last entry.

peacey gets the rubber chicken (and

patchfire, but that was because she knows me so well. *g*).

Yep, it was Helen Keller, in an article for the New York Call. She's been my hero since I was a very small child. I knew she was a suffragette, a Socialist and a pacifist, as well as an advocate for the blind and deaf communities. I didn't realise the extent of her political involvement until I started reading this book. If anyone wants to info about Helen beyond The Miracle Worker (and you should), read this. It's a series of letters, interviews and articles, and it tells of an amazing, brilliant woman. If I could be a third of the person she was, I'd be content. *loves*

Wah. My toe hurts. Dunno if it's a splinter or a crack. Ow. Have applied healing salve and band-aids.