Where was I… oh, yes. This silly blog thing.

Monday, had the (un)fortunate pleasure of taking in an Indians game — after some much needed happy hour Sam Adams at The Boneyard.

Thanks for the loss boys… and yes, Jim Thome I was in the bleachers yelling some boos in your general direction. I believe the only reason I wasn’t expelled from Jacobs Field was because I decided to keep my game-watching (and poo-pooing) somewhere fifth inning and beyond, to behind the yellow line past all the concession stands. I enjoyed the day-after afternoon radio banter about all the excess negative reception and surprise from Thome for the not-so-welcome homecoming. Well, sure… we forgot about you for a couple years over there in that other league. Since when do we like a traitor? (JUDAS!) Then I got to thinking (and reading)… I didn’t realize Thome (COPPERHEAD!) still considered Cleveland “home.” So, for said fact, Mr. Former Clevelander (BACKSLIDER!), I apologize. Because with all your ka-millions of dollars you left us for, you could have two fancy houses (one in the Keys and one in Glendale AZ), yet you chose to make NEO part of your life. (TRADUCER!)

However, I will not apologize for calling you “Big Head” in the Boneyard prior to the game.

In other news, my mani-pedi guy told me I had nice cuticles. Can I bank on that?

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