2 In a Row

I’ve decided to make a commitment in my life. I’m going to commit myself to watch more Giants’ games this season. I didn’t get to see the game last night, but I sat and watched tonights. I sneezed my way through 9 innings of tense, drama-filled, fantastic shut out pitching, including 10 strike outs by Jonathan Sanchez.

And in the bottom of the ninth, Dan Ortmeier hits a game winning walk off double.

And like that, the Giants have won two in a row, and they took two out of three from the Padres.

I love baseball. Is there anything more beautiful? I say ‘no’.

There is one golden bright side to living alone, I suppose. I can watch as many games as I want, without ever having to answer any questions, and I can even yell at the TV.

But maybe I should find a cool bar with a TV nearby to sit and watch a few amongst other people, too.

I guess spring isn’t all bad.

April Schmapril

I hate April. April, historically speaking, pretty much blows. And then there’s that whole spring thing.

The only season I hate worse than spring is winter. I hate being cold, but what’s going on with my eyes and nose right now is almost as bad. Everything is either running, itching or crusted over right now, and I don’t think I can take much more of this.

I know everyone loves spring. The sun has come out. The flowers are blooming. Baby animals abound. I know. I hear you on the April showers and May flowers. Seriously, though, enough with the bloody flowers.

I realize that I am a total freak. I’ve said this every year, I’m saying it now, and I’ll probably say it again next year – I can’t wait for summer so everything can just go ahead and die, and I can breath again.

Not to mention that whole not cold thing.

Just sayin’.