Saturday, October 23, 2010

Oh, I can hit the sticks on those brums.

Do you ever feel the urge to write, without having anything in particular to say? That's how I feel right about now.

It's Saturday afternoon, and I've accomplished a whole lot of nothing. Mostly, I've been playing Lego Star Wars, the original trilogy, on my PS2.

It's raining outside, with lots of thunder. Allegedly there's a tornado watch, which I always find entertaining. You know my love of tornadoes. :)

The Texas Rangers are going to the World Series for the first time ever in the 50 year career, and I'm pretty stoked about that. I think the reason that I love the Rangers, aside from the fact that I've lived here all my life, is that I absolutely love Nolan Ryan. I was there at his 7th no hitter game, May 1, 1991. I was 5, just about to be 6. I had no idea what was going on, but I was there! And last summer, when he was the Grand Marshal of the Arlington 4th of July Parade, he looked right at me and waved. My nana saw it. She'll vouch for me.

Now it's starting to really come down outside. The only thing is, I can't find Charlie. Muffin's inside, but Charlie is no where to be found. We're going to have one wet kitty when this blows over. Maybe I'll go try and find here again.

1 comment:

  1. title=when lane gets drunk on keg! max! (all this is from memory) :D