Wednesday, May 30, 2012

listening to ray davies youtube videos watching the tigers lose the boston yet again...haven't said good night to my sweetie and i miss her. i'm sure she looks wonderful tonight

Monday, May 28, 2012

Sense the dark side in this storm, I do

Monday the US holiday of Memorial Day, formerly Decoration Day, officially first observed on 30 May 1868 and given its present 3-day weekend format when Congress passed the National Holiday Act of 1971.

Lord, grant those who have died the joy of Your Presence, and us who are living the happiness of knowing this.

 Going on 8 in the pm and the temps are dropping; there is a line of storms coming across the Big Lake toward us. The wind was blowing from the south-soutwest between 15-20 mph all day...right now it's closer to 5 mph and the sky has taken on the same forboding dark color that Meriadoc and Peregrin saw when Sauron was attacking Gondor with all his evil might towards the end of the 3rd Age of Middle Earth. Grrrr.... gives me the shivers it does.

Landlord has prepped all day for the meal he is preparing  now and the aromas are {{...i just watched a meow mix commercial and the cats were singing like they did in the 70's}} enough to make me drool (along with, of course, Guy Ferreti's footage ("Triple D") of large people devouring quanitities of mustard onion-chili dogs and french fries smothered in gravy in Baltimore). It's a figurative drool, I might add; my keyboard would not be happy otherwise.

Tigers lost to-day at Fenway in the first of four games in Boston before they come home this weekend...

Takin down the cathedral of Boston - priceless.

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

warm weather, yes!!

Oh what a wonderful, busy, busy time of year this is. I think we covet our summer season so that we try to do oh-so-much and oh-so-too-much while the temps are up there and we can be outside without a shirt on. Graduations, open houses, baseball games, track meets, Mother's Day, Father's Day, Memorial Day, Labor Day, Independence Day, picnics, parties, get-togethers, shindigs, boatrides, skiing, tubing, fishing, camping, canoing, Tiger games, recitals, performances, bonfires, landscaping, barbecuing-with-gas, barbecuing-with-charcoal, asparagus, watermelon, festivals, gardening, cold drinks, corn on the cob, burgers yes ...

Summertime, and the livin' is easy

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

855? that's probably a new toll-free extension...ehr, area

Warm, warm to-day outside while I discussed logarithms and various other un-niceties with the adolescent captives in their second-to-last week of school inside. Getting excited as I type here about i) getting my herbs going this summer and ii) the dinner my landlord is preparing: "asparugus, french fries, and a big sammich".

I think i like food way too much. Maybe it's a tapeworm I have, or some other parasite of some sort or other. All I know is that i am obese (along with like 75 percent of americans, if you listen to the sunday morning news reports: 'Doctor Prophylactic, what would you say the cause of this trend of obesity is in Americans?' 'Well, Betty, we're seeing more and more people living sedentary lifestyles and eating more and more carbs.'
Really?); or, if not 'obese', just 'pretty darn fat'. But i guess it doesn't bother me THAT much, or I'd do something about it, right? Right. [Holy mackeral!! Landlord just buttered the loaf of french bread for the sammich and covered it with garlic...omg}

Tigers won already against the white sox and life couldn't be better. I miss my sweetie.

Monday, May 7, 2012

Great day to-day

Well, I tried to get out of practice but Coach came down to my room and was like 'you need a ride out there?' and i'm like 'well yeah' and he's like 'well let's go' and i'm like 'this kid is finishing his quiz' and he's like 'ok i'll getem started and come back and get ya' and i'm like 'no it's all good, i can walk {the .73 of a mile to the baseball diamond, for crying out loud!!}', he's like 'thanks coach, we need you'.
so, the kid finished his quizzie and i changed into my gear and trekked the .73 miles to our field. I really don't know what 'we need you' meant, other than it really motivated me to get my fat ass dressed and out on the field.
So to me it was funny when after getting all the way out there and securing my cleats and batting gloves, coach says to me 'why don't you work with Daniel?'.
Now, Daniel is our foreign exchange student from Germany. {Yes, the girls are hotter there, the mcdonalds burgers are smaller there, and he's never heard of The Berlin Project.} Daniel has decided to be on the baseball team in the spring of his senior year in america, the land of the free and the home of the brave. The funny thing is, he's never played baseball before in his life. Soccer, yes; baseball, no. So, we thought it not too amusing when, quite early on, he took a swing at a ball on a tee, deftfully let the bat go, and nailed our 8th grade helper close to his gonads with it. We were honestly afraid he was going to get hit in the face with the ball while playing catch.
But Daniel worked hard and now can not only play catch well, he can catch fly balls in the outfield and throw all the way to second base. So, when Coach told me to 'work with Daniel', I welcomed the opportunity to ask him all the things I had always wanted to ask someone from Germany: i) are americans THE laziest people in the world or are there worst countries?, ii) have you ever seen Inglourious Basterds?, and iii) do you wear lederhosen and drink beer out of large ceramic steins? (actually, he said, they do that sort of silly thing 'down south'. not knowing actually what that meant, but transferring it to us answering someone who would ask if we all say 'y'all'; I kinda understand what he was saying).
The fun in our conversation was only interrupted a time or two by lazy fly balls our way or grounders rolling harmlessly through Milton's legs (Milton is our 3rd string second baseman who is neither fleet of foot nor strong of arm). Nillie came out to center with a ball and threw long toss with us while waiting for the 'bp' hitters to actually 'hit' the ball.
The whole shindig was called at about 5:30 and we all went our merry ways to engage in eating snacks, doing homework, and what-not.

Thank You, LORD, for such a great day at 'work'. Thank You for leading me into a job I love on most days and mostly enjoy all the others. Thank You for loving me so much and for the people You have placed in my life. I praise You - You are worthy!!