Few things are more crowded than the concourses at Yankee Stadium during an hour-long rain delay. I was surprised at how many people waited it all out. Missy and I were not among them. We were fine with the light drizzle - it actually felt great. But when the heavens opened and the downpour started, we waited for a half hour in the concourse, being jammed on every side, and then decided to head out. Billy's Sports Bar across the street wasn't crowded, so we went in for a drink. While we were there, the game re-started, and we stuck around and watched through the seventh inning. By that time it was after 10pm, and I wanted to get down to midtown to meet Jim after Tarzan let out, so we headed to the train. Unfortunately, he called to say he was sick and cancelling (wish I'd known earlier, we would have stayed for the end of the game).
It was great to see Jay today, miss having him in the area. We had a terrific time at Chat-n-Chew for dinner, and he went to see Spring Awakening, which he raved about. I want to try and find time to see it.
I didn't get my birthday wish of the Mets sweeping the Red Sox - in fact, the opposite happened. That's the last time I root for the Mets. Tomorrow the Yankees will beat them, as it should be. And Miss and I will be there. Jay's in town from Atlanta this week, too, so we're going to meet him for dinner before the game. After the game, Jim and I are celebrating our birthdays (his is the 7th) with drinks.
Bad haircut today. At least it grows fast. Maybe it just needs to be washed - it feeks kinda flat right now, because there's nothing in it. No product. We'll see. Not like I can do anything about it but let it grow!
Happy birthday to me.
Happy belated birthday to Corrie. And to Derek Jeter (who was seranaded with "Happy Birthday" during the game last night).
What a long couple of days. I worked as supervisor Saturday and both shifts on Sunday, and I was just worn out when I got home. I nearly forgot that I had the IV class Monday morning, and I was just so tired sitting through it. When it was over, I came home and took a nap for an hour before going to the city for the game. The game was terrific, we won 5-2, thanks to two homers by Giambi and seven shutout innings by Randy Johnson. Scott Proctor came in and gave up the two Braves runs, which means Mariano came in to get the last two outs. Mo always makes the games better at the end.
So I came home after the game instead of staying in the city, and fell asleep watching it on Yankees Encore.
later on 6/24/06
Oh my word, Pig Farm was atrocious. And it wasn't a musical (I really honestly thought it was). We left at intermission. I'm not allowed to pick shows anymore.
And the wait at Virgil's, for dinner, was horrendous. After a half hour of hearing, "You'll be called in the next five minutes," (and this was with reservations) we decided that Ben and Jerry's makes fine dinner, too. AND the game was rained out. Well, the one good thing to come of this night is that I'll get some sleep now.
It's too damn hot. I put the AC on in my room last night, and still couldn't get comfortable. I finally managed to get some sleep, and luckily it was busy at work today, so I didn't have time to fall asleep on my feet. Tonight is Pig Farm, and then I know I will sleep soundly tonight. Tomorrow's a double shift, and then Monday off (well, kind of, I have an IV class at 10am, and then the Yankees/Braves game with Jim Monday night).
later on 6/23/06
I had planned to veg out on the couch and watch the game, but James called at 6.30pm and asked if I wanted to see The Drowsy Chaperone. I loved the show the first time, so of course I said yes. Changed and drove like mad to get to the city in time. We missed the first five minutes because of course I sat in traffic on 42nd Street, trying to get to a parking lot. The show was just as super the second time around.
And I got back in the car just in time to hear Rivera get the last out of the game.
My sassy Roger Clemens World Baseball Classic t-shirt arrived today. They didn't have any adult sizes available, so I bought a youth size large on a whim, and it fits perfectly. I might have to remember that in the future, since it was about $5 cheaper than an adult size. It's good to be scrawny.
Tomorrow, I'm going to see Pig Farm, by the team that did Urinetown. I haven't heard anything about it but I'm really looking forward to it. And I'm trying to play phone tag with Jay to see if we can manage a trip to Philly to see Bright Lights, Big City while he's up in this neck of the woods next week. Having Jay in town - best birthday present ever - if we can manage our schedules to actually hang out together!
Now it's officially summer (well, as of yesterday), and it feels like it. Today isn't too bad, actually, and we're supposed to get thunderstorms this afternoon, which should make it less humid.
The show that Duncan Sheik (a singer/songwriter who wrote a fantastic album whose name escapes me, but I own it, and like it) wrote is up on TDF, but for days that I'm working. My schedule sucks. I really want to work it so I have two real days off in a row, but I have to get a coworker to switch days with me to do that. So I asked him, and am just waiting for an answer. Right now I occasionally have a day off, day on, day off, and I do have an "extra" day off because I work a double shift on one day (this coming Sunday, as a matter of fact), but still, two in a row would be nice.
Not only did the Yankees win last night, but Mariano Rivera had an at-bat. They said it's been something like 680 games since he was at the plate. He looked like he was laughing all the way through it, and struck out. Too funny.
Citizen's Bank Ballpark (in Philly) looks like a nice park, so we picked up tickets for a Mets/Phillies game in August.
I can't believe the Yankees lost three in a row. To National League teams.
All that electrics background paid off - the bathroom has new lighting. It looks terrific.
Stokes' CD is also terrific. And it has "How Glory Goes" from Floyd Collins on it, which is an added bonus. I highly recommend picking it up.
Time flies - a year ago yesterday, I graduated. A year ago tomorrow, I converted to Judaism.
Norbert was out from DRS tonight (surprise), but his understudy was fantastic. Jonathan Pryce was even funnier than the last time I saw the show, if that's possible. The show is still in great shape.
There's a movie coming out called Word Play, about the Times crossword puzzles. There was a commercial for it during the game, because Mike Mussina is in it. Must see.
later on 6/14/06
I lied - we took down most of the wallpaper. We found a poster/mural/wallpapered print of this lake and tree vista, which must have been put up over 30 years ago, since Mom said the original wallpaper (which was then painted over, several times) that we took down is the wallpaper that she and Aunt Judi put up when they bought the house. So that hadn't seen the light of day in many many years. I don't know how we're going to get the mural off, since it's glued pretty tightly to the original plasterboard. It's pretty, but doesn't match. Maybe I'll pry it off and take it to Antiques Roadshow. "Hi, I was peeling the wallpaper off the bathroom wall, and found this painting..." Nah.
In exchange for working last Friday, I have today off. So we embarked on the next household project - the upstairs bathroom. We bought the paint (sage green and "parmesean" off-white), and cleaned out the closet and shelves in the bathroom. The wallpaper should come off pretty easily, but we're not going to start until the next below-80-degrees day.
Put the air conditioners in the bedrooms, too.
I made it 108 pages into the Algebra book, and am now setting it aside in favor of something about baseball. My brain hurts. Perhaps I'll pick it up again, say, never.
I couldn't resist. I went back to the bookstore near the mall to pick up the book about Algebra. And then a slew of things at the Bath and Body Works sale. And new bathroom towels. And a gift for my coworker's baby daughter, whose birthday is this week. I shouldn't be allowed near stores.
Also picked up a book called Birth of a Dynasty, all about the 1996 Yankees. It's a terrific book so far (it starts out by asking how the 1995 Division Series against Seattle would have been different if Buck Showalter had realized that Mariano was available in the bullpen), I'm loving it. I blame the YES Network for making me buy it - they interviewed the author on the pre-game last week and I was hooked.
The Tony Awards were thoroughly boring. I don't mean the awards themselves, but the television coverage of them. Too scripted, too dull. I'm really happy for both Drowsy Chaperone and Jersey Boys, and especially happy for Alison's boyfriend John Lloyd, who won the Tony for Best Actor in a Musical - he's so deserving of it.
And a good thing we stayed in, too. Between the rain and the inability of the Yankees to come back and win it, it was a game better watched from the couch. Yes, I slept from the second inning til the fifth or so, and then managed to maintain a half-awake state through the rain delay ("Tales of Triumph: the 2003 ALCS" and "Yankee-ography: Catfish Hunter") until the game picked up again.
I splashed something un-removable on my jacket and scrub top today, so it was a good excuse to go shopping after work for a new jacket. And two new pairs of nursing shoes. And some hair clips for my short hair. All in all, a productive trip. I nearly bought a book about the history of algebra (geek), but I remembered that I have too many unread books already sitting here.
Tony Awards tomorrow! Going up to Westchester to watch.
I'm tired - worked an extra shift today. Missy's tired. It's supposed to rain (AGAIN). So we decided to not-go to the Stadium tonight (ah, the luxury of being able to throw away $18) and skip the game. I'm going to watch on TV, if it isn't rained out, and will probably last until the third inning or so, since I have to get up again at 6am tomorrow.
And what a game it was! The rain had stopped, we had good seats (near where my and Missy's season tix are), and we kicked Boston's ass 2-1. We really had a super time. And Melky! With this fantastic catch up against the wall that robbed Manny Ramirez of a homer. Can't beat that. Next game: Friday against Oakland.
Right now I'm beat and exhausted.
My friend Susan called with the best question ever: Do I want to go to the Yankees/Red Sox game tonight with her? Do I! Can't wait! My "Boston Still Sucks" shirt is in the wash, so I'm going to wear my Tanyon Sturtze jersey.
The Yankees are coming! (and they're in first place)
Mom and I had nothing to do yesterday, so we got in the car and drove to Baltimore for the Orioles/Yankees game. Never mind that we didn't have tickets, we found someone who had extra. And it was a super game - no rain down there at all (it was pouring here), the weather was perfect for baseball. The game went back and forth, but the Yankees won in ten innings, 6-5. Camden Yards is such a perfect park, too, I love watching games there. We have a trip planned in September, but might stop there on the way to Savannah in August, too - even tho the Yankees aren't playing. I guess I can root root root for the home team.
I don't care how much ribbing I take for drinking Diet Coke all day at work, but yesterday I learned again what happens when I don't do it. I drank one can, and then switched to the uber-delicious Fruit2O water, which has no caffeine in it at all. Got home from work just after 3.30pm, did some shopping with Mom, ate dinner, and fell asleep during the pre-game at 6.30pm. I woke up during the game, watched the Yankees lose in the bottom of the ninth, and fell right back asleep. I clearly need my caffeine.
Still too hot. But not nearly as hot as it's going to get. I take very little satisfaction in that.
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