The votes are in, and the ball *WILL* get an asterisk. Oh, I mean Barry Bonds history-making home run ball, of course. The ball will be donated to the Baseball Hall of Fame with the marking. Whether or not they DISPLAY the mark, who knows...
I went to KFC for lunch. They have a 2-strip meal
*Oh, what is the asterisk here for? You see, the "meal" does not include a drink. So, add almost 2 bucks for a drink. And, I decided to get a chocolate parfait to go with it. And then there is the whole tax thing....
Asia was one of my favorite bands when I was younger. On the radio today, I heard "Only Time Will Tell" (lyrics). This is classic 80's rock if there ever was. I'm sure people have put together lots of anthologies of the 80's, and along side classics like "She Blinded Me With Science," "Jam On It," "Thriller," etc, "Heat of the Moment" needs to be right in there*...
*In fact, I feel a trip to iTunes coming on...
In college, I worked at Pizza Hut and Mickey-D's at the same time. My brother worked at McD's. During one of my pizza deliveries, he called and asked if I would come by to get him and run him to the house we were living in. After I picked him up, I was trying to get back to the house quickly. The doofus in front of me made a complete stop before starting to turn RIGHT into the Waffle House parking lot. I did not have time for this. I whipped out around him. Suddenly, blue flashing lights filled the car from behind. I pulled over. "I stopped you because you were serving." "Swerving?" I asked stupidly. "Yeah, I should give you a ticket for swerving." I explained my situation and he let me off with a warning. The whole to the house, I kept repeating my offense: Swerving!? Could see a ticket on my record for SWERVING!? "Hey, buddy, whaddya in for?" "Swerving... wanna make some of it?" Yeesh.
At the DL conference, I wore my Indians jersey to baseball night. A guy comes over and asks, "Are you the owner of the blue truck with the Indians plate on the front?" "Yeap," I answer. He tells me he is from Cleveland! I tell him that I was born and raised in Pittsburgh but that I am a Cleveland fan. This is apparently way too vague because he says, "Really? Like the Cavs and the Browns, too?" I hurriedly corrected him, "No, no... I am a Steelers fan, through and through. Just the Indians. And, really, the Browns aren't REALLY the Browns*...." He gave me that knowing look and said, "You're right. You got me there..." I honestly don't remember any of the conversation after that, or if there was even conversation after that. I'm sure he moved to another table after that one.... :-)
*The "real" Browns were moved to Baltimore. After one season, Cleveland was allowed to start the Browns organization up again with new players.
Friday night, Emily was one of the "Mini Cheerleaders!!!" She had a lot of fun, and they did a little dance routine to "Car Wash." It was very cute!!
Though, you can see she was not thrilled with having herself being videotaped! :-)
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