Indeed, it did rain yesterday, but we got Game One in and stayed until the 4th inning of Game Two before we decided that the impending storm wasn't worth our wait. We tried to time it so that it would be pouring while we were on the El and then maybe let up by the time we got off and had to walk to our parents' house (me and Eddie and Gerard went to the game). It worked perfectly, pretty much...it was sprinkling during the walk to the house. As predicted, the Sox lost to a rookie pitcher 1-0, making the dude look like the next coming of Cy Young. It irritates the hell out of me when they can't take a rookie to the cleaners, especially given their lineup. Then, we trot a rookie pitcher out there (in Game Two) and he gives up four home runs. Fortunately, the offense woke up and they still won, but still. It would be nice to have a surprisingly good rookie come up instead of develop over the years.

I got a really bad sunburn though...and not a great line either, because I was wearing a sleeveless shirt...so there's a line down the side of my shoulder. It's not terrible, in that I was able to sleep OK. But it does hurt a little bit. As long as I keep lotion on it.

I was gonna go out to The Brook today and do some garden work, but it's been raining since I set my alarm for 8am, so I just slept in and I figure I'll relax (not that I haven't done that already) until softball, if that even goes off. There's a chance, since it's not until 8pm, because the rain's expected to let up around 5. But we'll see.

What else is new? Not too much, I guess. Preparing for a busy couple of weekends coming up. I need a haircut. I need to shave, but I feel lazy right now. Maybe I'll waste some time by playing video games. We'll see. I'm waiting for the rain to let up a little bit so I can take Kazak out.

So I was bored, and I resisted playing video games until the last resort. And I started playing Civilization III, to kill time. I proceeded to go to bed at 4am, which is why I didn't want to start in the first place. Oh well.

I just learned something, that makes me all the more "pissed" at the guy upstairs. I was just on my deck, assessing the damage to my flowers (worse than I thought--it rained so hard that it actually washed a bunch of the soil out of the pot and exposed roots and whatnot), when I turned and saw the two dogs in the yard. It startled me because they hadn't made a sound, and they were minding their own business, paying no attention to me.

Now, I had an idea that these dogs are actually not antisocial dogs, at least as far as people go. I wouldn't test it, especially with the german shepherd, of course, but I had my reasons for believing they were good dogs. It's, as usual, the owner, who wasn't in the yard supervising the dogs, of course.

At any rate, I decided not to push my luck and went into the house. Then, I said, wait a minute, I have this trowel in my hand, and if they were to come after me, it's not like I'm not defenseless. But, I didn't think they'd come after me. So I went back out there, and that's when I learned what I learned.

The german shepherd is either really old or quite sick. And that's why there's been crap on the sidewalk. The poor thing walked around for at least five minutes half crouched over, straining to go. Does jackass know this? Of course not, because he's not out there. The poor dog. I HATE pet owners who have little clue as to what's going on with their dogs/cats/whatever. This only makes me hate this guy more. If I didn't seethe with anger every time I saw him, I might mention that, hey, you might get the shepherd checked out, since he wasn't doing too good. I may say something anyway...or drop a note in his mailbox or something. For the benefit of the dog. But we'll see...now that I think of it, maybe that's a shepherd thing to do, because my parents' shepherd does that and she's about six years old. Who knows?

Well, off to the Sox game. Hopefully it doesn't rain...we'll see.

I'm freakin' bored.

Half of me is happy that today's work got rained out.
The other half is pissed that, because of Mother's Day on Sunday, I'm grossing $8.50 for the week. That's no good. Not much of a supplement to the unemployment.

The storms wreaked havoc on one of my deck boxes, but really pretty much left the others alone. Strange how that works. Hopefully the flowers bounce back--they should.

Tomorrow I have a Sox game to go to, which actually is now two, because the Sox were rained out today as well, making tomorrow a double-header. Not sure if I'll be staying for both games though...we'll see. Again, that's a lot of baseball. But I guess the cool thing is that this is the second time in as many weeks that I've had the opportunity to go to a double-header. That after never having that opportunity before in my life.

Hmmm, what else? I feel marginally creative too, yet don't have the energy or desire to really create anyway. Damn. Oh well...

Back to your regularly scheduled programming.

I'm currently drinking an Aspen Edge. It is crafted by the Coors Master Brewers and is a low-carb light beer. It's not too bad, although I'm not on a low carb diet (or any diet for that matter). Apparently it's Coors' answer to Michelob Ultra. Whatever...Butch brought it home and we have a 12-pack in the fridge. We have such a wide array of random beers and drinks in our fridge, it's not funny...although I can thank him for introducing me to Molson Ice, which is damned good and has a different message on every bottle. It's cool...

It's pretty much nearly official that I'm outta here when my lease is up. Barring any roadblocks, and assuming I get a job by then, Gina and I will be getting an apartment together, most likely. The reason: She and her roommate are getting "kicked out" of theirs at the end of June b/c the landlord is turning the 2-flat into a single-family home. The landlord has three kids and lives upstairs and they're getting cramped, obviously.

Now, I could try to sublet my place starting in July, but that would be difficult to do for three months. So, instead, it looks like Gina's gonna move back in with her parents until I'm free of my lease. Then, I'll move to a much safer place too, in theory...so we'll see.

So that's the latest with me. What's new with you?

Oh shoot me now...

ESPN.com headline: Shaq, Kobe get untracked to lead Lakers to win.

ARGH! What happens to a train if it "gets untracked"? It crashes to a halt, right? Right. So when did "untracked" somehow come to be a good thing? Sorry, editorial pet peeve of mine.

Mother's Day was good...nothing spectacular. Got to see Gina's family and my family, so that was good. On Saturday, Gina and I hung out with my cousin Will and his girlfriend Amanda and watched "Oh Brother, Where Art Thou?" because he had not yet seen it (which is honestly strange, because he usually sees Cohen brothers flicks almost the minute they are released).

We also picked up Gina's new bike. Of course, it's been ready since a week ago today and they never called. I also realized that they didn't give her the warranty packet and the manual with the bike, so we need to get that, so she has a record of actually owning the bike other than the receipt.

Today I think I'll wander to Home Depot and pick up some hooks to hang up the two pots of plants that I have. That shouldn't cost too much, I'd hope. And, since it's such a nice day, maybe I'll go for a bike ride. We shall see...