On Thursday nights, Ladystyx and I both watch a show on television called Supernatural. It's about two brothers who drive across the country searching out demons, sending them back to Hell, and in the process saving innocent lives. The biggest reason we watch, and I think Styxie will agree with me, is the oh so cute guys who play the brothers, Sam and Dean. Total eye candy!

What made me mention this show is, Ladystyx gets periodic emails from a website with previews and informational articles about this show (and a couple other that we watch), and right under the particular article tonight was one of those quizzes where you answer some questions and it tells you which Supernatural character you are. There were only 15 questions, so I decided to take the quiz to see what the result would be.

Which Supernatural Character Are You?

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Mmmmm, this is my eye candy, my favorite character, the reason I started watching this show midway through the first season. And surprisingly enough, the results are pretty accurate, lol.

While looking for something else, I came across a website that stated Sunday is the start of "National Squirrel Awareness Week." A snippet from the site:

"Sure, we could intiate a campaign to do away with this national embarrassment. Or, perhaps we should promote Skwerl Awareness Week as a time to drive the bushytails back into their forest hovels where they can gambol around with all their skwerlvert eco-terrorist friends. Then we could release an army of famished wolves into the forest and... well, you can see where we're going with this... "

To see the website and read all the suggestions of what to do this next week, click on this link. Warning! Some of the suggestions are down right mean. You can also do a google search of National Squirrel Awareness Week and find other sites that give details.

Everyone else is getting into their Autumn/Fall colors, so I figured it's time for me to play follow-the-leader.

Tonight's going to be crazy. Survivor starts in less than 10 minutes, Supernatural is on at 8pm, the VP debate is also on at 8pm, and the Cubs are playing at 8:30pm! My plan is to watch Survivor, record both Supernatural and the debate (for some reason my fingers keep wanting to capitalize the T in "the) and listen to the game on the radio.

The Cubs lost game 1 to the Dodgers last night, and MUST win tonight if they want to have any chance of winning the series. Saturday and Sunday games are both in Los Angeles. Historically, the team that won the first game of the divisional series usually wins the series. So the Cubs only have a 14% chance of winning this series and moving on to the next round. Keep your fingers crossed the Cubs can get it together tonight!

9:11PM Update: It's the bottom of the 2nd inning, and it's already 5-0 Dodgers. It's going to be a LONG night...

10:57PM Update: 8-1 in the 8th inning. I had to turn the radio off, I just couldn't listen to it anymore, it was pure torture. Three errors in the first three innings? The Cubs are going to have a very difficult time trying to come back from this to win the series. They have the talent to do it, but unfortunately, there's only one person on the team actually hitting the ball. Did the Cubs and the city of Chicago celebrate just a little too early when they had the rally last Tuesday?

Boy this has been a lousy week!

Tuesday morning I wasn't feeling well when I woke up; I had a terrible headache. I called in to work and took the morning off as sick time, went back to bed and slept for another couple hours. That helped immensely! I had slept badly the night before, so that may have contributed to the problems in the morning. While I was at home, I called the car dealership to schedule and oil change, tire rotation and anything else that needed to be done, including checking the front and back brakes. Turned out I needed more than just an oil change. It was time for my 60,000 mile check up.

I dropped my car off after work and with a coupon for a free rental at least had a car to drive to work on Wednesday. My verbal estimate was about $700 for the majority of the stuff, plus $300 for my timing belt as a normal replacement at 60k miles. I received a call about 9:30AM from the dealer advising me that both front and back brakes needed to be replaced. The brakes were about $350 each, so that's now $1700 total for my car!

My car was ready when I left work, so I went to the dealer to donate my left arm and leg, a kidney, the shirt off my back, my first born, and set the schedule for how many weekends I would be spinning yarn into gold. Nah, it wasn't that bad, honest! I just forked over this nice little rectangular piece of plastic that they swiped in a machine, handed me the keys and told me to go home. I enjoyed the rental, a Ford Fusion, as I liked the look of the car, but it was ever so nice to be in my own car again.

You think that's the end of my story? Oh no! I get up Thursday morning to go to work, go out to my car, and there's a minor problem. The right front tire is flat. With no idea how my tire went flat, and knowing I only drove maybe 3 miles from the dealership home, and the fact that I know I can't loosen the lugnuts on a tire, I called the dealership and said "HELP!" Bryan, the assistant service manager that I had dealt with the day before sent a couple technicians to put the spare (donut) on my car, then I drove it to the dealer so they could look at the tire. They don't "do" tires there, but he was really curious as to why it went flat, since they had just worked on the car, rotated the tires, put them up to pressure, and balanced them the day before.

There was no nail, screw, or cut in the tire; no reason at all for it to be flat, except for the fact it was the only tire on my car with no cap on the valve. Two possible explanations for the flat: Overnight, someone could have taken the cap off and purposefully let the air out. Or, the cap was missing when it left the dealer, and when they were filling it, a speck of dirt got inside the valve and prevented it from sealing properly, allowing the air to leak out. The tire was taken across the street to Midas, even they couldn't find a leak. To be safe, they replaced the valve stem and re-sealed the inside of the tire.

My tire was back on my car, and I was back home Thursday morning by 10:30AM. Of course, now I've missed another half day of work. My boss was very understanding and put me down for another 1/2 sick day. And fortunately, we are so slow right now, I typically have about 2 hours of work to do each 7 hour workday. How to fill the remaining 5 hours? Spend them at a car dealership! LOL

Is that the end of my story? Nope! Thursday night, I'm on the computer checking emails before watching Supernatural. I wasn't watching Survivor, because it was two hours long and the second hour was during Supernatural. I can catch (I hope) Survivor On Demand, Supernatural I can't. Anyway...while reading my emails, I get one from a friend of mine who works at a company I used to work for. A nice lady who also used to work at that company passed away on Monday from lung cancer. And not just lung cancer, but apparently it spread to her brain and she had 22 tumors, at least that was what I was told tonight. Either way, Gerry Boyle, 63, wife, mother, grandmother, may she rest in peace.

Tonight was the wake, and I met up with some other ex-employees of that company. I think we're all going to get together for an alumni party of some sort next month, a bunch of us ex-Plymouth Tubers.

Other than all that, my week was great! Hope everyone's week was better than mine and MUCH less expensive.

Some of you may have seen these before, but I hadn't and I thought some of them were chuckle-worthy:

Smart-Ass Answer #6:
It was mealtime during an airline flight. "Would you like dinner?" the flight attendant asked John, seated in front. "What are my choices?" John asked. "Yes, or no," she replied.


Smart-Ass Answer #5:
A flight attendant was stationed at the departure gate to check tickets. As a man approached, she extended her hand for the ticket and he opened his trench coat and flashed her. Without missing a beat, she said "Sir, I need to see your ticket, not your stub."


Smart-Ass Answer #4:
A lady was picking through the frozen turkeys at the grocery store but she couldn't find one big enough for her family. She asked a stock boy "Do these turkeys get any bigger?" The stock boy replied, "No ma'am, they're dead."


Smart-Ass Answer #3:
The police officer got out of his car as the kid who was stopped for speeding rolled down his window. "I've been waiting for you all day," the officer said. "Yeah, well I got here as fast as I could." When the cop finally stopped laughing, he sent the kid on his way without a ticket.


Smart-Ass Answer #2:
A truck driver was driving along on the freeway and noticed a sign that read: Low Bridge Ahead. Before he knows it, the bridge is right in front of him and his truck gets wedged under it. Cars are backed up for miles. Finally a police car comes up. The cop gets out of his car, walks to the truck driver, puts his hands on his hips, and says, "Got stuck, huh?" The truck driver says, "I was delivering this bridge, and I ran out of gas."


Smart-Ass Answer #1:
A college teacher reminds her class of tomorrow's exam. "Now class, I won't tolerate any excuses for you not being here tomorrow. I might consider a nuclear attack or a serious personal injury, illness, or a death in your immediate family. But that's it! No other excuses whatsoever! A student in the back of the room raises his hand and asks, "What would you say if tomorrow I said I was suffering from complete and utter sexual exhaustion?" The entire class is reduced to laughter and snickering. When silence was restored, the teacher smiled knowingly at the student, shook her head and sweetly said, "Well I guess you'd have to write the exam with your other hand."


Bonus Smart-Ass Answer:
A woman is standing nude looking in the bedroom mirror. She is not happy with what she sees, and says to her husband," I feel horrible. I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you to pay me a compliment." The husband replies," Your eyesight's damn near perfect!"

Go Cubs Go!!!!!!!!

The Chicago Cubs are National League Central Division Champions for the second year in a row!

The last time the Cubs went to the post season two years in a row was 1908. And the last time the Cubs won a World Series? 1908. Coincidence?

With all the rain we've gotten yesterday and today, I thought I'd show you some of the localized flooding I have:

Looking out from my apt onto the golf course, you can see the start of the flooding.

I walked outside to look further down the golf course. You can't tell from the picture, but the water goes across a street slowing down traffic on that road.

I walked to my left, to my parking lot and saw how flooded it was. Fortunately, my car is behind where I was standing, in a dry section of the lot.

This is my street. In the distance, you can see the cars parked because they can't get to our parking lot. The one entrance is flooded with water. Most cars were turning around or just parking in the street. I watched one car drive through, the swell in front of the car was up to the bumper.

We're expecting to get more rain tonight and into tomorrow morning due to Tropical Storm Ike. At this point, I'm not sure if I'll be able to get out tomorrow to go to my aunt's house.

We will never forget, we will never give up the fight.

I wanted to comment on some things that were said in Iggy's blog, but felt it would be too long of a comment, so thought my own post might be better. Pardon the soapbox, once I get started, it's hard to climb down, but I'll do my best.

First, I remember having to memorize the Preamble to the Constitution when I was in school. I don't know if I could repeat it verbatim, but I still remember most of it. Many things I don't remember, but that Preamble, I do.

Everyone is entitled to their opinion about things, and I agree with most of what you said, Iggy...however, one thing I learned while reading about Alexander Hamilton, was that from the beginning, with George Washington and John Adams, U.S. Presidents spent a LOT of time out of "office" at some retreat or summer home. For Tori's understanding, George and John were our first two presidents, and Alexander Hamilton was very involved during both of their terms, as he was one of the men who helped form our Government.

Regarding voting for our elected officials, that is a right (not an obligation)bestowed upon us by our Republic and Constitution. I feel it's an honor for us to be able to elect our Government officials. However, I also feel that most of them have abused their positions and wholly deserve to not be part of our governmental process any longer. How to get rid of them? The First Amendment allows us to "petition the Government for a redress of grivances." Obviously, with 300 million people living in this country, it would take a lot of petitioning to get anything done that way.

I believe the best way to change things is to elect better officials. How to do that? I personally think more people need to be involved in local and national elections. I'm not saying all of you (and myself) should run out and get involved in local election drives. Volunteering for a candidate you believe in is a way to help change things. We can all help change things by being more aware of the issues, staying informed, knowing how your senator and representative vote on the issues that are important to you and vote accordingly. Unfortunately for the U.S., many of our high school students and even many college students don't know the Constitution, don't know the Bill of Rights, or can name any important amendment to said Constitution. Civics class is no longer a graduation requirement, and our country is the poorer for it. I HAD to take a Goverment class, where we studied the Constitution, took tests on it, in order to graduate. I have a pocketbook sized copy of the Constitution here at my desk that I pull out periodically and look through.
I'm a firm believer that any Senator or Representative should not be allowed to serve more than 2 terms. Once a member of Congress gets dug in deep with the lobbyists and the special interests, they stop governing for the PEOPLE, and govern for themselves and their own little district or state.

I too have struggled in the past with who to vote for. Who hasn't? I've also thought...who's the lesser of two evils? But this year, the first presidential election after making an effort to be more informed and understanding of what's going on in Congress, and what the problems are, for the first time in my life, I actually feel good about who I'm voting for.

Another thing to remember about our first members of Congress. They were lawyers, doctors, professors, that had regular jobs, they got paid piddly sums by today's standards, they lost businesses, went broke, but they felt it was an honor to serve in our Government. Maybe if we go back to not paying members of Congress six digit salaries, they might actually do something worthwhile during their time in Washington D.C.

Ok, I think I've said all I wanted to say. I apologize if I offended anyone, but these are my opinions and I'll stand by them.

I opened up my email tonight, lo and behold, what did I find?

Can you come out to play?

You'll never catch me!

Berries are very good for you, uh huh!

Isn't my tail beautiful?

I haven't done a proper post in awhile, so let me catch everyone up on the past week. (LBE)

Friday, my aunt was scheduled to have hand surgery done, and her sister was going to take her. The surgery was to clean out the arthritis, the bone spurs, and move part of a tendon from her wrist up to wrap around her thumb to give it some padding since her cartilage was gone. On Thursday, her sister copped out, claiming allergies or whatever. My aunt's other friend who had also offered as a backup is still sick from some bug she's had for three weeks. So my aunt calls me to tell me this, and says she'll have to cancel her surgery. I told her I would take a day off work and take her to the hospital for her surgery.

I put in for a half day vacation, hoping I'd be able to get my aunt home and get back to work in time to get half a day in. Thursday was also the day we got drenched from the remnants of hurricane Gustav, so it just POURED all day non-stop. I came home, checked some emails during dinner, packed up a few things, and drove out to my aunt's house to spend the night there. Her surgery was at 7:30AM, we had to be there at 6:00AM, we had to leave at 5:00AM, so I had to be up by 4:30AM to get showered and dresssed. Ugh! Talk about sleepy!

Getting up and getting to the hospital was ok. We arrived at 6:03AM, she was taken back after only a couple minutes, then I got to go back and sit with her until they wheeled her back to the operating room. Then I got to go back out to the waiting room and sit. And wait. And wait. And wait. Finally about 10:00AM the doctor comes out and tells me the surgery was a success, but that they had to fully put her under as the block didn't work. I thanked him and went back to the waiting room to wait. And wait.

About 11:00AM, I was calling my boss to let him know there was no way I'd be there in the afternoon, when the nurse came out telling me I could go back to see my aunt. She did really well in the surgery, and the Zophan prevented any nausea, so she was hungry. Even though the block didn't work, her hand was still numb, so every time she moved her arm for something, she bopped herself in the face. I was afraid she'd end up with black and blue marks and a bloody nose by the time I got her home. We finally were allowed to leave just after noon, and the first thing she asked for was a dollar double cheeseburger from McDonalds.

I got her home and situated then ran to Target to get her antibiotic and pain meds the hospital prescribed for her. It was really difficult for her the first couple days because the nerve block lasted longer than it normally would. But then she's not normal, so I'd never expected it to react normally. She finally had all feeling back by Sunday morning. Anyway...Friday night after making sure she was fed and comfortable and would be ok on her own, I finally came home. I was in bed by 11:00PM and up Saturday morning at 9:00AM. Despite getting 10 hours sleep, I was still tired.

I had some things to do around the apartment in the morning, then met a couple friends for lunch. I haven't seen either of them for a few years, so it was really nice catching up. We've promised each other not to let so much time go by again. We finally left the restaurant at 4:00PM, and I rushed home to do some more things around the apartment before another couple friends arrived at 7:00PM for a "girls night out."

While I was sitting in front of the tv waiting for them, I really could have just taken a nap. Or maybe called them to cancel, saying I was too tired. But they would not have let me, so I forced myself to stay awake by watching baseball, lol. We had a really nice night, just the three of us. So many times when we get together they have their kids, so this was sorely needed for just the three of us to hang together as friends, not parents. We started out at a place called Features, which I'm told has pool tables and a dance floor in back, in addition to the large circular bar in front. I never ventured back there to check it out.

We stayed there for a few hours, then people really started coming in and the music got turned up, and it was so noisy in there, we really couldn't hear each other talk. Despite the chilly weather, we decided to walk across the street and check out another bar with a patio area, where we could watch the drunk people walk around, or into, things. One guy was so drunk he was holding up a wall. Another walked right into a signpost, and just kept going like nothing happened. It made me glad I'm not young and stupid anymore. At least not the young part.

It started sprinkling, so we headed back to the car, about three blocks away. Just in time too, as it started raining steadily the whole way back to my apartment. We chatted for a few minutes, then they left, as one had a 30 minute drive and the other would be about an hour and fifteen minutes. I sat and watched tv for a little bit to unwind before heading to bed.

Sunday morning I got up about 10:00AM (I wanted to get up at 9, but that was NOT happening). I drove back out to my aunt's house so we could have lunch together, then I helped her get dressed, and we went to see Bangkok Dangerous with Nicholas Cage. It was about a professional hitman (Cage) who goes to Bangkok to do four jobs (kill four people), who he meets, and what happens while he's there. Some great shots of Bangkok, including a floating market and a giant reclining Buddha. It was a good movie, but I didn't like the look Cage had, darker hair and longer, almost shoulder length. If you're a Nicholas Cage fan, I would definitely suggest this movie. Beware! There is one yucky part at the floating market that made me go ewww and close my eyes, but it only lasted a couple seconds.

After the movie, we ran a couple errands. One to Jewel, a local grocery store, because they had margarine on sale for 47 cents each. The other was to Target so my aunt could get her $10 gift cards for the new prescriptions I picked up on Friday afternoon. We went back to her place, and I still had to vacuum and mop her floors. I stalled a bit by feeding her birds, the outdoor ones, not pets, then got started on the floors. I finally left her house about 7:00PM, got home just before 8:00PM, still had laundry to do, and was really wiped from a busy weekend.

Between laundry and trying to get caught up on blogs, I didn't get to bed until about midnight Sunday night. Last night I came home and had planned on watching part of the NASCAR race from Sunday , but was just too tired and ended up napping for at least 90 minutes. Of course, that meant I was wide awake later when I should have been in bed. I stayed up to watch the Oprah rerun from earlier in the day with the Olympic medalists and David Cook from American Idol. I finally dragged my ass to bed at 2:00AM, determined that I WOULD fall asleep. I did, but boy was I tired this morning. I'm hoping I can finish up a couple more emails and be in bed at a decent time tonight.

More blogging to come!

Courtesy of the Associate Press on November 13, 2007:


WEST HAVEN, Utah — McDonald's? The burger joint? Stampede!

Eight cows escaped from a trailer when the rear gate opened as the driver pulled into a McDonald's. It took about two hours to round them up Monday.

"Maybe they were going to ... hop in the freezer, save the middleman," Weber County sheriff's Sgt. Dave Creager said.

Lt. Kevin Burns had another theory: "They didn't like their future."

The roundup was called "Operation Hamburger Helper." A nearby resident even hopped on his horse.

"I thought my eyes were lying," said Wayne Sanders, who was at a truck stop next door. "I don't know where they came from, but I'd say they'd have to weigh 800 pounds apiece and they were on a pretty good trot."

A few questions to ponder:

Why do we press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are going dead?

Why do banks charge a fee for insufficient funds when they know there is not enough money?

Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check to make sure when you say the paint is wet?

Why do they use sterilized needles for death by lethal injection?

Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard?

Why does Superman stop bullets with his chest, but ducks when you throw a revolver at him?

Why do kamikaze pilots wear helmets?

Who's idea was it to put an "s" in the word lisp?

Why is that no matter what color bubble bath you use, the bubbles are always white?

Is there ever a day that mattresses are not on sale?

Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that something new to eat will have materialized?

Why do people keep running over a string a dozen times with their vacuum cleaner, then reach down, pick it up, examine it, then put it down to give the vacuum cleaner one more chance?

Why is it that no plastic bag will open from the end on your first try?

How do those dead bugs get into those enclosed light fixtures?

Why is it that whenever you attempt to catch something that's falling off the table you always manage to knock something else over?

In winter, why do we try to keep the house as warm as it was in summer when we complained about the heat back then in the first place?

How come you never hear father-in-law jokes?

And last but not least...WHY IS THIS CICADA CRAWLING UP THE SIDE OF THE BUILDING??????

Should Washington State change the motto to "Land of the falling cows"?


(11-06) 13:47 PST Manson, Wash. (AP) --

Charles and Linda Everson were driving back to their hotel when their minivan was struck by a falling object — a 600-pound cow. The Eversons were unhurt but the cow, which had fallen off a cliff, had to be euthanized.

The year-old cow fell about 200 feet from the cliff and landed on the hood of the couple's minivan, causing heavy damage.

A Chelan County fire chief, Arnold Baker, said the couple missed being killed by a matter of inches in the accident Sunday on a highway near Manson.

The Eversons, visiting the area from their home in Westland, Mich., to celebrate their first wedding anniversary, were checked at Lake Chelan Community Hospital as a precaution.

Everson, 49, said he didn't see the cow falling and didn't know what happened until afterward.

He said he kept repeating: "I don't believe this. I don't believe this."


Here's a link to a video about the story: Falling Cow

Punkn asked for it...

This picture was taken in the mid 90's I think, on a trip to Southern California with a girlfriend. We went to the San Diego Wild Animal Park, and stopped at the Lorikeet exhibit where you could buy cups of nectar for the birds to eat/drink. I have one on each shoulder, and one on my right hand, drinking nectar. At one point, I had cups in each hand, and there were Lorikeets all up and down both my arms. And before flying off to the next victim, they left a parting gift, that fortunately cleaned up well.

Don't tell Iggy about these pics, he'll get jealous. I took these while sitting in my overstuffed chair right next to the sliding door. I just turned around, balanced on my knees, and snap! He was wandering around my balcony eating all the sunflowers.

He isn't running away in this next picture. He was just casually working his way across my balcony eating sunflower seeds. I don't know if he really ever saw me.

That same day, I heard the chirping of a Northern Cardinal, turned around and there was one on the balcony also eating seeds that had been dropped from the feeder. I initially thought this was a young male in his first year and that's why he wasn't in his bright red summer colors. But now I'm not so sure. I'll have to look at the picture more, but this could just be a female. I love Cardinals.

Saturday night, I also got a picture of the full moon. You can't tell, but it was just above the tree line to the East. Unfortunately, it was completely dark by then, so all you see is the moon and nothing else. Mine isn't as interesting as Lainie's.

Here's a little video I did last night...or should I say this morning. The picture isn't important, just the audio.

After struggling to sleep last night, and finally getting there about 1:00am, I was awakened at 3:08am by these noisy neighbors. The same ones that routinely come out onto their patio at 11:00pm or later and sit out with the light on half the night, while I'm trying to sleep. Many times, I've had to close my sliding glass door, close my blinds completely, and turn the fan portion of my a/c on to drown them out. But this was louder than normal.

That's why I called the police. Yes, I finally did it. I called them and about 10 minutes later an officer came and talked to them. I didn't hear what was said, but they very politely went inside and turned the lights off. Unfortunately, about 15 minutes after that, they were back outside on the patio with the lights on again. So after all that, I still had to close my sliding door and turn the fan on to drown them out. I was quite bleary-eyed this morning after getting only four hours sleep.

Tonight on the way home from work, I stopped at the leasing office to let the resident relations gal know what happened. The get bi-weekly police reports of all the calls made to the complex, but she appreciated knowing from me what happened. She said she would contact them to let them know she was aware of the police call and remind them they need to respect other residents that might be sleeping. Dawn also mentioned that they too are in the restaurant business (I think all my neighbors are, with the exception of the guy downstairs.) That explains the nighttime hours they keep, and why they are up most the night. They sleep all day and work evening shifts.

So far tonight, no sign of them, but then it's still early for them. I'm sure by the time I'm falling asleep they'll just be getting home.

I'm off watching the Olympics, so whatever everyone's been doing the last week, you can just keep on doing it. I'll be back one of these days.

Go Cubs Go!!!

What a long and wonderful day. It started at 6:00AM when my alarm went off, and ended when I got home at about 8:30PM. My aunt and I met the tour bus at her bank at 9:00AM, along with about 30 other people. The bus drove to another town nearby to pick up the rest of our group at another branch of the bank, and we were on the road around 10:00AM. Along the way, the two bank employees that were leading the group had a mini trivia contest for giveaways. The very first question was "What is the significance of today's game?" I was the first person to raise a hand, and after answering "Today is the 20th anniversary of the first night game at Wrigley Field," I won a bag of peanuts. So Iggy, I did in fact eat some peanuts at the game, and I threw the shells all over the place.

Our bus dropped us off outside Wrigley Field just past 11:30AM, for a 1:20PM scheduled start against the St. Louis Cardinals. We were on bus 218 (very important to remember the bus number so you get on the right one after the game), and we were seated in section 218. How convenient! Since we were part of the first 10,000 fans to enter, we got the commemorative hat for the 20th anniversary of the lights at Wrigley Field. The hat says Wrigley Field Home of Chicago Cubs Opening Night

The game was very close, the Cubs scoring two runs on solo home runs by Jim Edmunds (one in the 2nd and one in the 7th), a former St. Louis Cardinal, no less. The Cardinals scored on a solo home run by Joe Mather in the 3rd, and a run scored by Skip Schumaker in the 6th. After 9 innings, the score was all tied up, 2-2. I purchased a scorecard and was able to keep score for the entire game. I guessed at a couple of the scoring marks, but it's not something I do very often, and was kind of fun. It forced me to really pay attention to every play, instead of just sitting there watching and waiting for a hit or a run. The scorecard only went up to 10 innings, so after the 10th inning, I had to stop, and of course, that's when the game was won, by Henry Blanco getting a base hit to bring in the winning run.

Cubs win! Cubs win! Holy Cow! The Cubs now have a 5 game lead over Milwaukee in the Central Division. St. Louis fell to 7 games back, and there are two more games this weekend between the Cards and the Cubs.

This was only my 5th Cubs game, and I loved every minute of it. If I win the lottery, one thing I'm going to buy is season tickets and go to lots and lots of baseball games!

Oh yeah! I almost forgot! During the game we saw Rich "Goose" Gossage walking up by the Suites, and it turned out he was singing the 7th inning stretch. He was a relief pitcher, played from 1972-1994, for nine different teams, including the Chicago Cubs in 1988. He was well known for having wild facial hair during his playing days, and even today is recognized because of his moustache. And the traditional "first pitch" was thrown out, or should I say sling-shot (shotted?) by three members of Blue Man Group.

Tomorrow I get to go to my first Cubs game of the season and they're playing the dreaded St. Louis Cardinals! It's also the 20th anniversary of turning the lights on at Wrigley Field. August 8, 1988 they turned the lights on for the very first night game of baseball at Wrigley Field.

My aunt gets in on a package through her bank, and I was supposed to go with her son since we both love the Cubs. But her son got his schedule mixed up and is cooking the wedding rehearsal dinner for a friend tomorrow. So instead, my aunt is going with me. She's not that into sports, so it should be interesting. I have to be at her house at 8:30AM, so I don't even get to sleep in tomorrow. The game starts at 1:20PM, it's a three hour game, then we have to take the bus all the way back to her town, and I get to drive the 40 minutes home from there. Will be a long day, for sure!

Go Cubs Go

That's the song we'll all be singing if they win! Go Cubs Go!!!

Last weekend, while cruising the back roads in south central Michigan, my Aunt, our friend, and I came across THIS:

It's an adult Trumpeter Swan and his/her cygnet (baby swan.) But wait, there's more:

A whole family of swans. Here's mom or dad with all three cygnets.

Here are both parents with the three cygnets. They had absolutely no fear of the cars driving past or of the people stopping to take their picture.

We saw them almost by accident, as the pond we were going by normally has Egrets, Cranes, and Herons. I now know that Trumpeter Swans like that place too! I've never seen them before, so it was a big first for me. Definitely the high point of the weekend!