Adam Dunn's blast was still streaking toward the stands when my wife asked: How many of those runs is he going to give back in left field?
Wow. She isn't going to get over this Lastings Milledge thing any time soon. The answer she got, at least for last night, was NONE.
Amazing how a simple thing like a victory eight games into the season brightens a mood. It is a beautiful crystal-clear blue sky day down this way. I feel great. Went to bed with a smile and woke up with a smile.
Anyone know how to clean champagne out of Berber carpets?