Nothing says devistating fire like a little crab dinner.
Sooooooooo, yeah. Still goin’ strong my friends. We’ve got a packed living room these days, the GF’s mom is here AND we’ve got J who, thanks to his recently conferred PhD., will be known as The Good Doctor from here on out. We’re enjoying the Dodgers first inning outburst (thank you, Matt Kemp) and watching J’s condo burn on KEYT. Again, I feel like I’m not going to work tomorrow but since that bit me in the ass today I’m not taking anything for granted.
One of the people I feel the worst for here is the GF’s mom–she’s been to California once before and never been to Santa Barbara, she comes out and immediately gets exposed to this mess. Oh well, I guess black lung and a night on the couch is getting off pretty lightly in this mishmash.
I almost put $50 on the Nattys to win tonight–I was thinking that with Manny out the Dodgers would be demoralized and drop one tonight but so far so good, Wolf’s pounding the zone and when you get staked to a 5-run lead after one all that you need to do is throw strikes to a team like Washington. Enough about that though, back to the rock.
