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Saturday Ro and I did a lot of grocery-type shopping. First time in a while. It wound up wearing her out, but she considers the fact she never even considered using a moby at any of the stores (including Costco) a sign she is finally getting back into her previous physical shape. NPulsifer and Gisele came over with steaks, I cooked. Om nom.

Sunday Ro and I went to the Irish Fest. Wanted to get there to see our good friend Bob Reeder performing at 11a, right after mass, but we didn't wake up until about then. Got there in the afternoon, wandered around and enjoyed the lovely day. Last year we went, but I was pushing Ro around in a wheelchair and she was in the middle of chemo, so it was a less than fully entertaining experience. Much better this time. While we had planned on hanging around to see the Elders close out the fest, we decided we were still a bit tired from the previous day's exertions, so we went home about 6p and collapsed. I got back up at 8 when Dragonet got home from Renfest. Ro slept until the next morning.

Monday NPulsifer and I went to the Royals game (a convenient holiday 1.10p start). It was another beautiful day (if a bit warmer, with fewer clouds–my red forearms are a testament to that), and the Royals even won! The highlight came in the top of the fifth inning, with Bobby Abreu at bat for the Los Angeles Angels of (fill in suburb of choice). I had looked away from the field for a second, and heard the crack of the bat, and NPulsifer said, "Dude, that's coming right at you." I looked up, saw the ball making a beeline for the fence, and wisely chose not to stick my hand out to catch it as it flew by me and hit the wall behind us on the Party Porch. It ricocheted off the base of the front wall and came to rest at my feet. I reached down, got a hand on it and started to pick it up, when this pudgy little douche inspector* swooped in and wrenched the ball from my grasp. He then proceeded to do some kind of Summer's Eve-like victory dance. The other guy who had gone after the ball was apologizing to his five-year-old son that he hadn't been able to get to it in time, and at that point the clown decided to take off.

That's when I looked down and saw that the nozzle had actually scratched the back of my right hand while grabbing for the ball, and the father said he'd gotten nicked too. A few drops of blood actually oozed out of the injury! Quel Fromage! A few minutes later, a supervisory person came by and made sure everyone was ok. Sadly, I failed to think aboout playing up my possibly career-ending injury and trying to get free tickets or something out of it.

But that's not why I am going on so long about this. It's because it was all captured on TV, and put on the interwebs! Alas, no embedding available, but go here and you can see it all, from the 0:08 to 0:14 marks. NPulsifer is standing in front of the "P" on the wall; I'm the one in the colorful shirt (I know, shocking) and red cap next to him. After the game (as I said, won by the Royals 6-3), we eventually found the car and NPulsifer dropped me off at home, so Ro and I could go to a small get-together with friends for a few hours.

Today is my non-paid day off for the week, due to the holiday Monday, and I am probably going to wind up at the Old Chicago on 115th & Metcalf at 6p for their latest meet & taste with a rep from Anderson Valley Brewing Co. Should be fun.; anyone in the area come on out!



*The not-at-all-vague scent of vinegar surrounding him was the first clue, if you're wondering

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Date: 2009-09-08 08:31 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] gerisullivan.livejournal.com
Whoohoo! Ben and I were at the Mets/Cubbies game on Sunday, but weren't captured by even the ballpark cams. It was my first visit to Citifield, and if you ever have the chance to see a game there, DO! It is everything a major league ballpark should be. I didn't even count the number of microbrews available; those were secondary to the splendid architecture and truly outdoor feel to the place not just on the field, but on the concourses, too.

Thanks for the good news about [livejournal.com profile] rohanna's continuing recovery. Rebuilding stamina takes a long time. It can seem impossibly slow, then you compare then and now, and see the major improvements.

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Date: 2009-09-08 08:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] drpaisley.livejournal.com
NPulsifer and I were hoping the Kiss-Cam would come our way, but no such luck.

Ideally, the Royals will be in town next May and you can experience the wonders of Kauffmann Stadium.

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Date: 2009-09-11 05:02 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] the-snowgoose.livejournal.com
Lucky you, we've not heard the Elders since last March at NTIF and Westpig and I REALLY miss their music.

BTW, Nice shirt...tasteful colours I might add.

At least the nozzle did not leak on you. By the color of his nose (you know five bheers later), I wasn't too sure.

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