Here I sit in the Hamburg Township Library, at Internet Station #2 (NOT FILTERED), as I type. The air is super-conditioned in this building; I may well have a stop back at about 4:30 before they close...
Amidst all the talk regarding the Lions mini-camp brawl yestreday, one question still nags at my inner sphincter regions: who's fighting whom? Offense-defense? Black-white? Linemen-backs? Aren't they supposed to be a TEAM, playing a game against other like-minded individuals? What the heck? So Schwartz gave them all these big fines - hoopydo.
Porcello down with Toledo threw eight innings of one-hit ball last night. Rookie Oliver taking his place did well against the Braves but the bats never really got going (again).
I'm smelling some sort of food right now...
Pork sirloins on the grill tonight, breaded with dried mushrooms, asparagus, and taters...Tigers at 4:36.8, have to water the flowers by the house, screw some landscape timbers together, and buy a pellet gun for the squirrels who get in the bird feeders...
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