I’ve got baseball fever – literally
You know, I considered buying tickets to see Game 5, which is on my birthday, right after Game 2 when it seemed there would be a chance it would actually occur. All they had left were nosebleeds. I decided that if they lost, I couldn’t think of a worse way to spend one’s special day than high up in the stands, freezing cold, seeing your team’s season end. Now that I am coming down with a cold caught from weeks of touching a dozen computers which have been handled by five children each per day (you do the math!), I think this was a wise decision. So the progression of my plans has been: Live Game > Bar With Friends > Bed and Tea. I think, if they win, I will not mind.
Apropos of (all of this and) nothing, I saw the Psychedelic Furs this week with KP and although I was really psyched (ha) because they are a band I’ve always loved but never seen, I was disappointed by the song choices: hits I didn’t like and obscure songs that were too obscure for me to know. This is my favorite P-Furs song and the mix they used to play on Saturday late nights on WLIR. (No, they did not play this).
