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Tuesday, August 02, 2022

First Bite: Monday Night Garage

Saturday afternoon we battled traffic and thunderstorms to drive down to babysit Shivonne. I drove the five minutes south to pick up pizza at Matthew's Monday Night Garage, hard up by the Westside Beltline. The place was packed. Matthew and the crew was making and baking pies one after the other. 

Confession that will show my age and lack of coolness: of the eight or so pizzas on the menu, I didn't recognize one ingredient. No mention of pepperoni or beef or onion or cheese. I took a wild stab and ordered pesto, which came with something like thinly sliced ham on top. That part was good. No tomato sauce. Not much cheese. Lots of dough, which was good. Not where I'd want to celebrate my birthday, hint hint.

When we got home from babysitting Matthew was already home. They had sold out of pizzas. A good thing.

In addition to the pizza, I ate like a pig all day. Cookies from Dollar Tree. Another Braves double deal at McDonalds: free fries and drink with purchase (McChicken). But still, on Sunday morning I completed the week with another low weight.

The office cleared out quickly Friday afternoon. At like 5:15. I was one of the last to leave. Everyone was gathering down the street at Medlock Tavern to watch several coworkers arm-wrestle. I stopped by and woofed down some appitizers, but didn't stay. Went home to watch Extraordinary Attorney Woo.

Up early for golf on Saturday, then WalMart and two thrift stores. Found a pair of size 9 Space Hippies, but neither W nor M wanted them. Passed on some Washington Generals sweats. Drove C to Dekalb Farmers Market.

Sunday school and worship. Then we stopped by Whole Foods. Ham sandwich for lunch. Several loads of laundry. Rain, but later I was able to cut the grass. Forgot to start my watch, so the workout didn't count. Leftovers for supper.

Monday: up early to run three miles at the gym. Then a stop by the post office to mail two bobbleheads. For lunch I cashed in the first of hopefully many birthday deals: CiCi's Pizza. Dude gave me a free soft drink as well. Note the salad.

BRETT BUTLER [B-R Bio] was the first batter Roger Clemens pitched to in a major league game, on 15-My-1984. Butler grounded out to 1st base. The only players caught stealing more than he was, are in the Hall of Fame. He was caught stealing 257 times in 815 attempts. Those with more are Rickey Henderson (335) & Lou Brock (307). A member of the Premiere Speakers Bureau, he has been honored with the Lou Gehrig Award, the Branch Rickey Award, the New York You Gotta Have Heart Award, the Arete Award for Courage, the American Cancer Society Award and was his team's nominee for the Roberto Clemente Award two years running. His PSB bio 

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