My hatred for the day star grows daily.
I went to a baseball game last night. Home team lost. Didn't really care about them, really. It was a high-scoring game, but the runs were made with traditional rallies rather than slugfests. I got rained on a little. I had some margaritas. Beer is more expensive this year than last. I like minor league games more than these major league games, the ballpark atmosphere is better and everything is cheaper. Some time in the last decade they really started cranking up the volume of the sound systems in major league parks.
The state of Israel should not have been made in the first place. But, it exists and it's not going away, nor are the people who rightfully lived there and were forced out. That, to my mind, is the starting point of any discussion on the Israel-Palestine conflict. I start from a controversial place. I also don't like these discussions. I don't have any solutions, of course, and everything reminds me of that joke about the Irish man who is asked how to get somewhere and says, "Well, I wouldn't have started from here...".
Man, I'm still surprised Al and Tipper Gore are separating.
I had a dream that I was at a cookie potluck and I ate a lot of cookies. I want cookies.
TrueProtein got back to me. Yay! Shipping it out again. A+ for customer service.
Oh! Let's talk about baseball. Since when did they allow women in baseball stadiums? Women, try as they might, cannot actually be sports fans (at least, not for sports women are not playing, they can certainly be fans of gymnastics, figure skating, and weightlifting). They can be woo girls attending sporting events with some mild knowledge of the sport. They should drop the pretense and just go to a bar to be woo girls if they want to be woo girls. They should not be woo girls in my ear. Actually, ears, there were two directly behind me and the way the seats are staggered, they were perfectly framing my head.
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