OK What the crap is up with the Sox? Oy.
July 1 already...my friend Lauren, who does work in fundraising for a nonprofit, to be fair, but still, informed us last night at the Pearl Jam show that it was the last day of the fiscal year. Which I knew somewhere in the back of my brain, spending enough time covering budgets and such at the paper, but I wasn't about to mark it on the calendar. So then I had to ask her if they celebrated the Fiscal New Year with champagne and midnight kisses...Am I the nerd or is she?
Summer school is moving along fine...fine for summer school. My hope is that my classes this fall will look like angels next to this crew. I hit the big bucket of balls today at the driving range if that tells you anything...
The indoor team has the week off, so we'll be training at a bar in Quincy. I had hoped to organize a practice, which is really what we need (like any of us need another beer!) but they went over my head on this one.
I went shopping for a bed today; I've been just kind of looking to see how much I have to plan on spending...does anyone else find this an awkward experience? I mean, the Monty Python sketch, of which I am so fond, is that much funnier when you think about how weird a thing it actually is. First of all, the story I visited today, was completely empty except for the guy working, who...(is this hysterical to anyone else?) yawned incessantly. I'm like, "Did I wake you from a nap?" So Sleeping Beauty is telling me, after I basically tell him I just want to look and I'll wake him if I need anything, to lie on all these different beds, which is just really awkward. And then in terms of talking about what kind of bed you like, does anyone else just find that to be a really personal conversation? So it was weird...ugh. Why can't you buy beds without the human interaction?
Here's my plug for my friend Gregg's comedy improv group, The Sixth Borough. They have a website and videos; it's pretty funny stuff. To think, Gregg used to prop his feet up on our shared counter at the paper and how he's practically famous!
Walmart had a radio ad today for steaks, and it featured the line, "Summer costs less here" or something. Yeah, they neglected to mention that summer also sports stretch pants, missing teeth and a sub-100 IQ at Walmart...
Did Eck just say in his post-game about Matt Garza, "You know, he was proud of that gas that he had." I know what he means, it just sounds funny.
OK. [Yawn] I guess I have some quizzes to make. [Yawn].
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