Stymied

You know, when I started this blog, there were times when I was just OBsessed with posting and looking at the hits and stats but tonight, I find myself totally stymied.  I have nothing.  Nothing that I want to write about.  I am excited about the European Cup Final but that is May 23.  Too far off.  I am excited that I picked up Sheilds in fantasy baseball and he goes 9 shutout innings tonight (but I don’t get the Win or even the Complete Game or the Shut Out because the DRays lost 1-0 in 10).  But beyond that, and the feeling that Ethier, Luke Scott and Orlando Hudson make me look like I know what I’m doing, I am not that fired up about anything.  Ooohh, maybe Curt Schilling’s remarks re Bonds were pithy but then he recanted the whole shootin match.  France shows some life and elects a pro-Bush leader.  Brent Bozell’s Wed column was better than in the past few weeks as he has been slumping.  Coulter was a fun read.  After a long layoff from pool, I beat Ciro at Rotation again!  And played lousy.  But still, somehow, he can’t beat me a race.  Pool could be the most mental game after chess.  Not something to bet on if you have any nerves at all (I don’t so I don’t bet).  I’m pulling a lot of ticks off of McGonnigle, the cat’s, head.  Bad tick year.  My cherry trees are growing.  My tomatoes are in (so are eggplant, cukes, chard and Kale) I’m feeling older than I can ever remember because I am still really hurting from falling on my arse catching a fly in the softball game.  My hip joints are shot and I’m struggling to get comfortable at work sitting and in the car.  If this is 40, I want to punch out by 70.  Whoo ahhhh.  Phil Mushnick sent me an email in response to me telling him he should follow the British fans’ boycott of the concessions at the FA Cup final.  He said that there are only two businesses in the world where you can get away with treating your best customers like dirt: Pro Sports and drug dealing.

Out of all of that, what has me the most juiced?  Well, my nephew threw the ball over the plate today at the traveling team practice.  He made the coach take notice.  That was the best.  –fog