You know you’re old when your wife asks you if you have any interest in going to bed and just sitting up reading for a little while before nodding off for the night…
And it’s not even 8:00pm yet…
And you are absolutely interested. Absolutely.
Tag: bed time
Three Bedtime Items of Note
- It has been 45 minutes since the last time I ate anything. I have to wait 15 more minutes before I can chug a bottle of water. This is relevant because I am seriously thirsty.
- It’s raining out. No, it’s not raining. It’s pouring. Somewhere there is an old man laying in a substandard bed snoring his head off. It’s worse than pouring. It’s noah’s arking out there.
- I am worried about my size. I mean, you know that if you’ve been reading this crap of a page because I am constantly talking about weight loss surgery. That’s not what I am talking about. What I am actually talking about is the zit just above my upper lip. It started showing up earlier today and in the last few hours it has grown into a six foot four inch tall nearly sentient partial clone of me. A few minutes ago I was doing a little bit of exercise, walking in place like a bone head, and I swear I heard it call me a pathetic fat ass.
World Series Game Five – A Win and a Fail
Game five of the 2013 World Series was a win of gigantic proportions for the Boston Red Sox. It was also an epic collapse for me.
Jon Lester was amazing. David Ortiz came into the game hitting .727 and actually saw his average go up. Stephen Drew continued to be the worst hitter on Earth, but drew a key walk and scored a run and also continued his fantastic play at shortstop. David Ross had the game winning hit. Did I mention that Jon Lester was amazing?
Of course I fell asleep around the sixth inning. I tried to stay awake, but three nights of midnight finishes in a row was just too much for me. I did my best, but I failed. I missed all the Ross heroics. It was still 1-1 when I fell asleep. I feel shame.
My failure aside, the Boston Red Sox are one win away from a World Championship, and they have two chances at clinching. The Cardinals will pitch Wakka Wakka tomorrow. Fozzy Bear’s catch phrase has been all but unhittable in this post season. It will be a huge challenge to avoid a game seven, but the Sox have done screwier thing this year. Lackey will pitch for the Sox. He’s been awesome and we’ll need him to be awesome again.
The mentality for Boston must be that game seven is out of the question. Game six is our must win game. We cannot give them any life. We have to finish them. As my dad used to sing to us, “when you’re in a fight and you’ve got ’em down… kick em!”
Go Red Sox! Follow my father’s philosophy! Win game six!
Go Red Sox!
Bed Time
This is a nightly thing in our house. When bedtime comes along Patches makes sure she is all comfy on my side of the bed before I get into the room. She’s a little bed thief!
(Note, the music project is over. We are now back to our regularly scheduled avalanche of kitty pictures.)
Laundry Day
Kitty loves it when we fail to put the laundry in the hamper.
Inside the Red Head's Head 