Phillies Broadcaster Harry Kalas Dies Suddenly at 73

KYW Newsradio 1060 Philadelphia – Phillies Broadcaster Harry Kalas Dies Suddenly at 73.

I’ve never listened to a Phillies game where Harry Kalas wasn’t announcing, unless it was his day off. He’s spent more time in my living room than a lot of my extended family. He was real.

We hurt. All of Philadelphia baseball hurts.

Goodnight, Harry, and thank you.

Spring at the beach

My cousin and her wife are over from England, and they’re staying with our mutual aunt in Virginia Beach. So my sister and I drove down Thursday and we’re staung until Sunday. We’ve had a great time so far, eating and walking and drinking and talking and now, I am tired.

Tomorrow I still plan to have a comicup, but not in a “right at midnight” sort of way…. More in a “it’s supposed to rain tomorrow so what else would I have to do?” sort of way.

There’s a huge lump of Irish setter asleep at the foot of my sofa bed. I can’t get a reliable wireless connection, even having brought my own wireless router. Red, the setter, is useless for the networking but might be able to eat the housefly that has fallen in love with my laptop screen. I miss Nighthawk tremendously, and the puppies, but I’m recharging my “family” batteries.

All in all, so far, so good. I’m happy.

Awesome sports bras – and you’re probably in the wrong one.

Because I’m exercising regularly in groups, this comes up often. I promised some friends I’d pass a couple of these sites on to them, but it’s really great for every lady with C or larger boobage.

If when you go *kick* or you go *punch* or you go *block* or you go *jump* your chest goes *woggidy woggidy woggidy* or *flappity flappity* or just plain old OW, you are wearing the wrong sports bra.

If you are using two or more sports bras at one time, you are wearing the wrong sports bra.

And if you need to grab your chest when working out, you are wearing the wrong sports bra.

And if all that’s true, well, you’re probably wondering why the hell I haven’t cut to the chase and told you where to buy a better bra. Well, it ain’t your local Walmart, that’s for sure.

My favorite sports bra shop is Title 9 Sports… they rank each of their bras as between 1 and 6 bar bells, with the most bar bells providing the most hold. (The link above goes to the 3+ bar bell page) I’ve got a 3 Reasons and a Having It All and they’re both great. (I prefer the 3 reasons only because I don’t like the hooks digging into my chest if somebody punches me during sparring.)

Somewhat related, I believe that every woman should read these pages that tell you whether your bra fits. This pictoral guide is awesome too. I have friends who constantly complain of back pain or that their boobs have gone flat and even I can tell by looking at them that they’re in the wrong bra size. Sagging? Wrong bra. Double-decker boobs? Wrong bra. You can fit a hairbrush handle between your sternum and the bra edges? Wrong bra!

Don’t be ashamed of having a big rack – if you’ve got ’em, even if you don’t flaunt ’em, make ’em look nice! There’s an entire world beyond DD that’s actually comfortable.

Big bra stores: Lane Bryant, Bigger Bras, Bravissimo

When it’s all said and done, there’s an entire world beyond C… heck, even beyond DD… that’s actually comfortable, and makes you look beautiful. Don’t be afraid to check it out!

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with thanks to Pablo Wapsi who’s been passing this kind of information on for years, and whose character Monica inspired me to go find a better bra.

(cross-posted to Facebook)

Yay! Baseball!

Nighthawk and I are in the car heading to Citizen’s Bank Park for the last on-deck game before the regular season begins. This makes me extremely happy.

It’s almost sunny and very windy today, but the temp should stay in the 50’s so if our 100-level seats are in the sun we should be pretty OK. I’m all decked out in my Phillies sweatshirt and Phillies jacket just in case. Will grab pictures on my phone if I get a chance.

Gotta navigate us around a traffic jam now. Will post more later.