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The weather took a turn for the better yesterday and for the past couple of days it has been wonderful. We took in an independent league baseball game last night in Avon Lake where the Lake Erie Crushers play. The team is made up of single A quality players who weren't drafted or were cut from major league affiliated teams. All of these guys are looking for their break in the minors and are essentially trying to keep in form in case a call comes. Anyway, it was great fun, the team won with a walk off home run and we got to run the bases after the game. How cool is that? My only complaint is that the seats are too close together. In an otherwise beautiful stadium, there just wasn't enough legroom.

Today was relaxed. We hung out at Julie's sister's house playing on the Slip and Slide. Well, I didn't go near that frigid water, but the kids seemed to have fun. Later on we ate homemade meatballs and spaghetti. Man, I am gaining weight by the minute out here. It invariably happens whenever we go on vacation. Tomorrow we're having breakfast with my aunt and uncle and I'm supposed to go to the Indians game. So much for that 12 lbs. I lost.


St. Elsewhere
is on in the background. Man, what a wonderful series that was. I am amazed at how much of the show I still recall when the last time I watched a full episode was back when the show was in syndication on the late 80's. It still ranks as one of my favorite shows of all time.

I look back at my career choices and I wonder if I shouldn't have been focusing on television all along. That's where I have been gravitating to for years. I don't know.

Vacations. Man, they give you too much time to think.

Aloha

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