Baseball is great. Especially when you get to play 5 games in two days. This concluded yesterday with a triple-header (two with club, one with the 'hurst) that lasted a combined 26 innings. It's always great to get out and play this much ball (especially when you got 5-0), but the down side is the repercussions when you get home.

I found out this weekend that the sun is not an ally of mine, and decided that my natural skin color wasn't good enough, and decided to make it a bright red .... this will go great with that interview that I have on Wednesday ....

And if that wasn't enough, when I got done with the games, I couldn't come home and just crash. I had to feed the giz dog and then jump in the shower to spend the night programming at tim and jake's. Once the dog was satisfied with what I put on the menu for him, and once I got done washing the combination of the dirt from Hartog and Densmore off of my body, I jumped in my car and was ready to go.

At this point, my car was not ready to go. I felt like I was up real high (and no, I haven't been doing those weight-watcher-whatevers and getting myself into shape), so I figured it wasn't because I was suddenly lighter. I pulled my car out of the garage to investigate, and sure enough, my front right tire was flat as can be.


Boo. Darn. Shucks. __________ (fill in the blank)

So this kinda deflated my night (oh man, I know ....) and I wasn't able to go over and do some much needed programming. Hopefully the good people at T.O. Haas can get it all patched up today, so I can be back on my way.