Went to the Mets game tonight. Yikes. There were some positive things going on with our team (making contact with the ball, not getting struck out by Santana), but where is our pitching? And can we please get more hits than errors next time? For a better written recap of the game, be sure to check out Stefi’s blog You Can’t Script Baseball. Of course, we still had a great time. But that’s to be expected, we always bring our own fun. And tonight our fun was aided by some goofy boys on the subway.
Oh it is summer in the city, and the boys are about. And when I say boys, I mean young ‘uns. Not like I’m that old, but I feel like I keep getting hit on by these kids just out of college. Makes me feel a little koo-koo-ka-joob. Wasn’t anyone in this city born before 1984?
This is a good week: Sunday night was a ten mile run, last night was fajitas with coworkers, tomorrow I have another hash run in store, Thursday night has some potential, Kindergarten graduation on Friday, and before I know it, I’ll be in Europe! Somebody wipe that smile off my face 
Don’t forget to RSVP for BBB/BVB!
June 20, 2007 at 12:51 pm |
No! Don’t wipe! Keep the smile!!!! : )