Brought leftover chicken casserole for lunch Friday. Around 9:30 am I couldn’t stand it any more, so I heated it up and ate it. Around noon my boss came out and dragged me to the nearby Chinese Buffet. It was better than usual, but it wasn’t long before I was stuffed. Tonight I’ll probably skip dinner. Not much going on with me this weekend.
Thursday I worked until 6 pm, then went home and changed into shorts. Kept on my Masters shirt…I’ve been wearing a different one every day this week. Went to trivia, came in a close second. Between ten and eleven Will and Joel changed the oil in Will’s car, and of course spilt some on the driveway, up by the street.
At eleven I drove up to
Tiger sounds confident, but based on the wet conditions, this probably isn’t his year. Same with Phil.
Looks like SS Pastornicky had a good day yesterday. Johan Santana looks like he may be back to his dominant pre-injury form. I didn’t see it, but I hate it when players in the late innings strike out because they’re trying to hit a game-tying home run. Not sure if that’s what Jason Heyward was doing.