beane ball

probably the best thing that happened all weekend—despite the shows, french films, receptions and food—was that the athletics took three of four from the hated red sox!

this article documents the back-and-forth beaning that took place this weekend. it ended with swisher being drilled by schilling—hit by a 96 mph fastball. this was retaliation because danny haren nailed jason varitek earlier in the series, which was retaliation for frank thomas being hit, which was retaliation for zito hitting big papi. fuckin' dirty ball, that's how we like it here at FFT.

the french film festival started off nicely, though too much back and forth across town for my tastes (i'm referring to my 'motard' lifestyle). i had a hypoglycemic attack on friday night, but a good friend, ems, took care of me and i appreciate that (a lot). the wedding reception was decidedly tame on saturday but i'm game. i posted about the festival, but am upset that i missed le moustache; i was told my multiple sources that it was the best film of the weekend. dammit.