Take me out to the Ball Game

The weekend arrived and departed. Not my typical but change is good. Tropic Thunder, new faces and places, and an Angels win. Not bad. Saturday was slow. Awoke to an empty apartment with an open agenda for the day. My father was on a bike ride and my mind was ready to wan·der. –verb (used without object)
1. to ramble without a definite purpose or objective; roam, rove, or stray: to wander over the earth.
2.to go aimlessly, indirectly, or casually; meander

I am not sure what over took me but for some reason I was interested in tips on grooming my moustache. I jumped on the world wide web and set my explorer to curiosity. I paged through several forums and landed on one that was very helpful. So helpful in fact I purchased a can of new wax several gentlemen were raving about. Yes it was impulse but so was growing this caterpillar in the first place. Some times you must treat your self and I must say some of the images were very impressive. Whats in a stache? After a tickle of self spoiling I showered and departed to the pool level to do the daily reading. After a week now of reading every afternoon for hours on end I must say my pace of scanning the books for information has much increased. This whole reading gig ain't so bad. Time passed and my stomach roared to be fed. As it should I read an entire book some 300 pages and was at it for a good five hours. I don't mean to brag on the 300 pages but god damn that's a lot. Then again I don't want to come across as a worm for 300 pages, but whats a guy who knows no one to do. I headed up stairs to see if my old man was home. Sure enough he was. Sprawled out with that damn Olympic fever again. I don't think any modern medicine will ever cure what has over taken so many innocent lives. Time is the best medicine for this. As discussed a day or so ago between the two of us we were to take my bike up to Pasadena to get a check up at his bike store of choice. A easy drive full of fantastic homes and traffic. I am getting very used to the second. I must say this bike store was impressive and expensive. I guess its owned by a Russian who has a taste for Italian? My bike should fit in just fine. Seeing how its an Italian company manufactured in Taiwan. But what isn't besides you and I. Except, for this guy I met named Choi. He was born and conceived in Taiwan so I guess he's legit. After the Bike store grocery shopping was next on the mental list of things to do. Ralph's shares the second trait as the bike store its expensive! I took a moment to enjoy the isle where Liquor is for sale in the grocery store. I love it! The best thing that came out of the food run was the case of PBR that made its way into the cart. God had it really been a week with out the blue jewel? Lets just say the shakes don't creep up on me. We enjoyed a wonderful salmon dinner and it was time to head out with my sister and her friends for the evening. We caught a showing of Tropic Thunder and went our for some drinks after. See the movie if you haven't its great! For drinks we went to some Pizza Hut disguised as a Bar. I wasn't really a Pizza Hut but it felt like one. There was only one bar and the rest of the place was divided into rows of booths (just like pizza hut) and occasionally accompanied by a pool table or golden tee set up. What hit me as the most bazaar was the booths? What the fuck? no room to dance no room to space out? Was this an attempt of making a family oriented bar? All I know is hot crowded places and plastic booths create ass sweat. By the buckets. And holy shit,!, I am on a budget so I resorted to Coors Lite to drink and that's seven dollars. I had three. Should have got a pitcher. Looks like I am going to get comfortable with my shakes. Sunday was awesome. I awoke to go to a baseball game, let alone it was at Angel Stadium. A stadium I have never been to and we were seated about 12 rows back from home plate. Not bad, not bad at all. Game was great Santana for the Angels pitched 11 K's and the runs kept coming, let alone three triples in the 8th. Final score Angels 5 Twins 3. All the action came in the 8th inning right when our seats were finally over run by the shade! And I thought the Pizza Hut bar made ass sweat. It was way fun I got to sit with my dad and sister and watch a game I have become so very very fond of. When I got back to the house I was due for a nap. Which was even better because I passed out for an hour or so to be awaken for dinner all set and ready. Service with a smile my friends. A delicious meal to round out a wonderful day. My spirits were lifted when I had a lengthy phone conversation with a dear and close friend. It was oh so very refreshing to hear the voice of a friend. It put a large gust of air in my sails to reassure that I am down here doing something positive. I could tell neither one of us wanted to hang up it just felt good to be vulnerable and safe at the same time. I hope she knows how much it helped. I guess that's where I can leave off. I miss so much and physically have so little. But its the emotional investments that I have made in so many wonderful people that are paying off. This is the first I have been in this situation and I must say its fun. I think about so many people so very often and I will never be sick of it. Tomorrow is the first day of the journey to make my movie. Lights camera action lets have some fun....