Ahh, sweet, sweet Monday

Without going into too much details on this weekend, I can assure you that nothing of interest happened. I went to sleep Friday night, blinked, and it was Monday morning and I was late for work.

Apparently some things of interest took place over the weekend, like:

• Tiger winning the British Open with no real competition from anybody;
• The Yankees took 3 of 4 from the Red Sox with the waiver wire pitching;
• Lance rode his bike uphill some more.

As interesting as all of those things are, none of them really surprised me at all. In fact, if it wasn't for the fact that the Sox/Yankees game was on at the Bear Brew while we were eating dinner, I would have made it through the entire weekend without watching any of them. And I wouldn't have felt like I missed anything. Does this mean I'm growing up? Or is this just a "phase" that I'm going through as I grow up (or out?)

In a remarkable game Sunday afternoon, our team managed to give up 1o runs in the first inning of our second game of our double-header, ON ONE HIT!!!! Final tally for the inning, 8 bb, 2 hbp, 1 1b, 1 sac fly. Sometimes we even amaze ourselves. Next game is Wednesday, against the team in our league with the best record.

So what's the forecast for this evening?

95% mosquito bites, with a chance of skunk in the evening.