Sunday, April 6, 2008

Baby noir

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One of the causes of the blog break was my first stab at baby film noir. Like a lot around here, I'm not sure if it's sheer genius or just dumb.

The back story: We've had partial season tickets to the Detroit Tigers for four years. Opening Day is sacrosanct. Initially, that was because of the majesty of the game, the hope for renewal and the return of spring. Now, it's just a good excuse to drink beer.

This year, it caused a self-induced miniature morality play. Check it out.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Move over, Raymond Chandler, Dashiell Hammett, and Billy Wilder!! To say nothing of A. Hitchcock! What fun!

Watch out, Hope -- your life will be unpredictable . . . but never boring. And your mom is a terrific sport!

Grandma K.

Pam said...

Hilarious!!
xoxo
Pam

Misty said...

LMAO!! i needed that today!! you are hilarious!

Anonymous said...

Well Once again, great editing! I didn't see any partner in crime in the clips. Poor Hope : { No more Bear. That one should be worth something special for the next couple of birthdays!

Brooklyn Salt said...

I loved the movie. It was very, very well edited. Seriously.

OK, I thought you weren't going to raise a Sox fan?

And what's up with the Tigers? I'm getting a lot of heat here?

Anonymous said...

Petey: I'm starting to be happy we split the Tigers tickets four ways. They are dreadful. I think letting Neifi Perez walk was their downfall.