Monday, August 20, 2007
My bad decision
In discussing our weekend plans with some friends over for dinner this Friday, we had to make a call between catching a movie with Cory or trying to get tickets to tag along when his partner went to the Twins game today. Boy, did I ever make the wrong call.
We saw 'Stardust', and I've got to say that's a pretty damn good PG-13 flick. Cindy couldn't understand how it's falling behind 'Rush Hour 3' (a fun movie but nothing to write home to mother about.) We both enjoyed the movie.
But Brenda got to be at the dome when Johan Santana broke the Twins record for strikeouts in a game. 17 strikeouts in eight innings. Wow. 8 x 3 is, like, only 24 batters, so having seventeen SO's is bordering on crazy! Only Sammy Sosa could hit his stuff, and it just wasn't enough today.
Cory and Brenda got a kitten from the Humane Society yesterday and I was teasing him all afternoon that he better name the little guy after the Twin's ace. If I stop by next week and that cat ain't named Yo-Yo, I'm never talking to him again.
Seventeen Strike Outs, what a performance. . .
We saw 'Stardust', and I've got to say that's a pretty damn good PG-13 flick. Cindy couldn't understand how it's falling behind 'Rush Hour 3' (a fun movie but nothing to write home to mother about.) We both enjoyed the movie.
But Brenda got to be at the dome when Johan Santana broke the Twins record for strikeouts in a game. 17 strikeouts in eight innings. Wow. 8 x 3 is, like, only 24 batters, so having seventeen SO's is bordering on crazy! Only Sammy Sosa could hit his stuff, and it just wasn't enough today.
Cory and Brenda got a kitten from the Humane Society yesterday and I was teasing him all afternoon that he better name the little guy after the Twin's ace. If I stop by next week and that cat ain't named Yo-Yo, I'm never talking to him again.
Seventeen Strike Outs, what a performance. . .
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