Drama in the Bronx last night: none of it on the field where it really belongs. As the Yanks were getting beat by the Sox (again; we sure help them get healthy instead of piling on) all the Fox guys (Joe Buck makes me almost miss the sound of Michael Kay) could talk about was Jorge Posada, Brian Cashman and Joe Girardi. Word was that an hour before the first pitch, Posada asked out of the lineup. Girardi had him 9th in the lineup which although his 2011 stats can serve as the cause, this would never be done to Jeter, who really could be seen as a 9th place hitter.

Cashman told the world that there was nothing physically wrong with Posada. McCarver and Buck talked about insubordination and whether Posada was retiring before our eyes. Later, Posada's wife Laura took to tweeting that her husband's back was stiff and that all he really wants to do is help the team and knows that he's not. After the loss, Girardi tried to diffuse it, Andruw Jones tried to diffuse it and Posada let a little wind out of it as well, but he does feel disrespected and really doesn't feel yet suited to the DH role. No one wins here, especially not the team. I won't even try and analyze what went through the heads of his closest friends on the team (most notably the Captain, but also the Closer) who all left the clubhouse without commenting on the situation.

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I know the world is small, shrinking all the time, but I didn't fully expect to have friends of friends in the 612 who were tightly connected to some of my very close SoCal and NorCal Burner near's and dear's. It's not a bad thing per se, and I was almost nearly drawn back to an internet bulletin board that I haven't looked at for a number of years and know that I still should not. So... I won't ... probably.

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Plans for the video camera now that I again have two working batteries for it. One is for interviews that may become story ideas for the local romance/drama movie idea; the other is to capture for posterity tales that could otherwise get lost or not get to be told by the creator of them and that feels like many shades of wrong...

Going to try and get out and get some sun and street fair activity today. Friday was an all day, all night kind of affair and I just chilled for the rainy and cold day that was yesterday, but I am feeling drawn out by the sun, pushed by the inside house noise and maybe want to see someone in a white shirt with a pressed collar.

Carry on...