Give me some good beer, conversation, friends, and music and there is little that will bother me. I try to treat others as I wish to be treated and when I don't, I like to think I learn from my mistakes. I believe most people are trustworthy until proven otherwise. I'm a conversational snob. I have little tolerance for stupidity or rudeness. Common courtesy is one of the best traits one can have. I believe there is conversation that is inappropriate for the dinner table. I love running into people I used to know, but am always happier if I look cute when it happens. I think there would be much less ruckus in the world if brunch were a daily offering.

Wednesday, July 27, 2005

Spalding Tattoo

I was watching the Sox game last night without Paul - I think the illness is contagious. Granted, I was flipping (there is still hope) and was shocked when I flipped back to the game to see Clement draped on the pitching mound with 10 people around him. Of course this was the one time the announcers had nothing to say so it took a good five minutes of staring at the screen before I found out what happened. I do give the network credit - they warned viewers before replaying the clip of Clement getting nailed in the head by the ball. Unlike the Today show Monday when they kept replaying the video of the woman diver hitting her head on the diving board. Or Monday Night Football about seven years ago (yes, I was that scarred) when they seemed to have the footage of the linebacker (for the Steelers I think?) getting hit and breaking his leg on a constant loop.
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