6.19.05

Category: dribblings

well, after having the Worst Day in a Long Time Ever i just had the Best Weekend in a Long Time Ever. how cool is that?!
thursday night i saw Batman Begins. very awesome. except for that one part.
friday night i went with some peeps and saw Loretta Lynn at City Stages. can ya believe it? i got ta har Loretta damn Lynn sang her sawngs. she’s the cutest thang. jimmy was on a mission to get us as close to the stage as possible so’s i could see her. ‘cos i’m only 4 feet tall, and i couldn’t see her ‘cos we’re all bunched up together and i swear every time we’d get closer i’d be stuck behind some 9ft. tall cowboy. WITH HAT. but jimmy wormed us up there and i got to see Loretta with mah own eye balls. a special day, indeed.
candide.
voltaire.
saturday night i went with some other peeps to watch a Birmingham Barons game. SO. MUCH. FUN. i hadn’t been to a ball game since i was a kid. and minor league baseball is so fun to watch ‘cos all the players slide and dive for the ball. and the pitchers throw really good pitches and then all of a sudden they’ll throw one into the bleachers. ha! on the way down i told my friends, “i’m gonna eat a hot dog, a giant pretzel, peanuts, and drink as many beers as i can. and? i’m not leaving the ballpark until i eat ice cream out of a tiny helmet, by god!”*
well, i didn’t have a pretzel. but i got my tiny helmet of ice cream!
it was a perfect night for baseball, we had great seats (for only $8, how can you beat that?), and the Barons won. there was a dude three rows down from us who got beaned right on the forehead by a foul ball. i mean, when he turned around you could see the stitch marks from the baseball. ouch! three guys with walkie-talkies made him go see the “doctor”. he came back later with an ice pack and probably some coupons or something. i said to jimmy, “you know, if laura and kris were here with us, that would have been kris.” and he said, “you’re probably right.” because kris is our resident Massive Head Wound Harry.

*kelly and i reminisced about how when we were kids our parents would take us to the ball games but we never got to eat ice cream out of a tiny helmet. we got a hotdog and had to share a coke with our siblings. meanwhile our parents drank a ton of beer. go figure.
mom was all, “oh woe is you, we were such horrible parents. well, when you have kids you can buy them ice cream heltmets.” i said, “oh hell no i won’t. i didn’t get ice cream helmets when i was a kid. they can wait till they can buy their own. or wait, that’ll be your job, grandma.”
“me?!”
“yeah, buying stupid crap for my kids is your job, it’s my job to be all, “mo-om! quit buying crap for my kids! you’re spoiling them!””
“oh yeah.”

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