Returned

Back in NJ, back in the office.

Film at 11.

Off the Air

For all you Loyal listeners of the DJ of this B-L-O-G, I is on the vacation. South Carolina. Drove like a long hail trucker to get here.

Hit ya on the upside.

Survived

The 12 hour day at MetLife...I even downloaded a song afterwards.

Gotta get me one of these...

Goin' Country

Heading to a big country music extravaganza with some guy named Tim and a short guy named Kenny later...I'll bring the dip. Chew I mean.

Snooze Alarm

Must have hot the old button on this incredible work of literature blog after last weekend. Back. I. Am.

The trip: Nice weekend for e and my boys. Went to the National (for us insiders) and the boys picked up some nice cards...then drove to DC for some sightseeing Saturday night before the game on Sunday. Walked (in 90+ heat) to the monuments, I have been there 2x before (once as a kid) so I knew what they looked like. The Washington Monument is closed due to the earthquake a while back.

Sunday...after a vastly expensive trip the lobby Starbucks (the coffee sucks), we got a move on. See the Nats had Mike Morse bobblehead day and we saw that they have Signature Sunday. My troops are nutting about the autos so we leave the hotel around 10:15 to drive 2 miles or so. Take a spin past the Capitol Building and then head towards the park.

Now, not knowing my way around and checking up on-line I discovered that parking is at a premium there (like all of DC). So I pre-paid $40 or so for a prime spot in parking lot B which happened to be attached to the park. Nice. Except...
we get there at 10:40 or so and the lot is CLOSED! Park opens at 11AM so I am a little confused here. In NYC this never happens. Lots are open for beez-ness at the crack of dawn!!!

Anyway we sit in a medium line and they open at 11AM. But the line to get in the CF entrance (the only one open) is about 4 blocks long. Crap. We park, go down a flight and find ourselves in our own little alcove with a private entrance (and bobbleheads) into the park. Sweet.

Anyway, after an interminable wait the boys get a trusty Tom Gorzelanny auto (i brought balls and blue sharpie), we eat a dog, and get our seats on field level. Just outside the shade, so the beaming sun and 95 degree heat was awesome. Nats won, Strasburg was a machine, Harper shattered a bat ON homeplate and all was good. Bad storms all the way on the ride home which took over 5 hours. Roadtrip 2012 concluded. Next year is Pittsburgh and Cleveland if we can swing it.

PS - Teddy lost the President's race again.Has never won. That's some losing streak.

Roadtrip!

SoulSlam and the boys are taking a roadtrip this weekend. Leaving in the early AM.

First stop - Baltimore. Going to the National Sports Collectors Convention, gonna check that out for a few hours. Then we get back in the Tahoe and drive to DC. Stay at a local Holiday Inn and the go to the Nationals game (vs. the decimated Miami Marlins) on Sunday afternoon. Mike Morse Bobblehead day. After the game we load up and drive home. Fun with #NATITUDE

The Standstill

Once again, the NY Mets do...nothing.

We're saving all our pieces for the big run to come apparently. Problem is the fans is getting restless.

Mr. Met after latest suicide attempt.