18 Innings

Helluva Giants win yesterday. I was watching on tape delay and it ran out some time in the extra innings. The thing was still going so I caught the rest live.

I got a message from The Wig yesterday inquiring what DJ thought of the new celebrity baby name of Wyatt Isabelle. I let him know I am actually cool with it, which I'm sure will come as a relief to Ashton and Mila. However, I would have preferred Isabelle Wyatt. I called The Wig back but he told me he was out having a cocktail with his wife. That's his way of saying "don't call me, I'll call you."

I got a swim in early this morning. There were nothing out of the ordinary at the posh club today but I made a quick stop at Safeway afterward. I encountered a couple entering at the same time. Both of their arms were covered with tats and they were dressed all in black. He had a nice chain on his pocket and dreadlocks down below his butt. The dreads were all black but his chin strip was gray. They had come to frighten the suburbanites. When I got home I sent my older son an email and told him that's how I envision him in 20 years.

It's been beer weather here in the Bay Area. I stopped at The Exec's house Friday with a four pack of Sierra Nevada. TCG and #2 showed up but #1 decided to join the ladies in San Carlos. After two weeks in Japan he decided he'd rather be with his wife than the boys.

I was back at the urgent care this week, this time the brand new one at Mills Hospital. It wasn't really urgent. My eye was bugging me. The male intake nurse told me I looked young when I told him my age. Yes, he was wearing glasses. When I told him my height, he said "I wish". Maybe he was looking for a tip. The doctor checked me out and said "Its a stye and you're wimp" Her name was Dr. Wu. I was going to ask her if she listened to Steely Dan, but that would be cruel.