Day 190

Pouring rain out here in C-Town. Crazy rain storm last night around 10 PM. I went down to the Tribe game last night with Cousin Amy and her husband Seth. My last game of the year, also my first loss. What was crazy was it was a beautiful night for the first 7 plus innings. Literally out of nowhere, the wind started howling in and the temperature dropped probably 15 degrees at the drop of a hat. Next thing you know, the stadium cleared out and it began to pour. So I finished my Tribe season with a 6-1 record. Next year I will obviously be ramping up my Tribe games. The funny thing is, I have no concept of reality. I was planning on going to like 30 games or so, completely ignoring the fact that I will have a newborn baby at home. Ok, so more than likely it will be 15-20 games. I just love going down to the Jake. When I was taking Yoga classes, at the end of each session, the teacher wants you to go to your serene place. Sturch's spot was the beach in Negril. Mine was at the Jake on a sunny afternoon with my father next to me. Talk about a place that holds a ton of memories for me.

Funny how time just flies. I was talking to my boy Bilsky the other night about how bitter we still are about not winning the 97 World Series. Next year is the 10 year anniversary of the team that should have won it all. We all know, that was probably our best chance at a ring. What was even sadder to us both, was that 10 years ago was also our Senior year in college. Now we are both having kids potentially in the same month. Yikes.

I would be remiss if I didn't comment on the Terrell Owens soap opera. This guy is crying out for help. It was reported yesterday morning that the mercurial Cowboys WR attempted to commit suicide by taking 35 pain killers. His publicist who was with him at the time, saw him very groggy and in coherent, so she called 911 and he was hospitalized. Next thing you know, T.O. is holding a press conference to deny all of this. He says this is all a big mistake, he mixed his pain killers for his broken hand with his supplements and it gave him an averse reaction. He says the pain killer bottle was empty because he put the pills in a drawer. Do I believe he tried to kill himself? Of course not. What I do believe is that he was no longer in the news and this was yet another stunt by a disturbed guy to put himself back in the spotlight. Everywhere he has gone, its been all about T.O. His famous quote "I love me some me" fits him to a T. I actually felt sorry for this guy for like 2 hours when I thought he did indeed try to kill himself. Now, its just another selfish act by a selfish guy. I don't believe anything he says and I can't understand how he continues to rook teams into bringing him in for big money. This will all end badly for the Cowboys, the same way it did in Philly and in San Francisco. It will be real interesting to see T.O. return to Philly in 2 weeks for the first time. I bet those insane Eagles fans throw pills at him all game long.

Yesterday, it was announced that Minneapolis beat out Cleveland to host the Republican National Convention in the summer of 2008. Under normal circumstances, this would go under the radar with me, but now that I live here I really see things differently. Now that I read the paper and watch the local news, you really see what a dead city Cleveland has become. The fact that there was a chance to land the Republican National Convention was a huge thing for Cleveland. It would have brought millions of badly needed dollars in revenue to the city, not to mention extra jobs. I see it now with Leah trying to find a job. We know a ton of people and have solid connections, yet Leah still can't find a job. Its not that she isn't qualified; everyone she has met with has told her they are impressed with her background. The answer is always the same - there are no jobs to be had. I know this sounds crazy, but when Lebron James re-signed with the Cavaliers this summer, it was huge for the city. Downtown needs the revenues that only a star like Lebron is able to bring. Look at the attendance figures before the Lebron era. They were abysmal. The restaurants downtown were not even half as full during the winter months as they are now thanks to Lebron. He is great for a city that needs all the money it can get.

Casey had her first invisible fence training yesterday and she did pretty well with it. We were going to put up a regular fence in the backyard, but went with the invisible fence instead. Not only is it a lot cheaper, but the majority of the dog owners in Orangewood use it and swear by it. We just need to make sure she is fully trained before winter, which shouldn't be a problem.

My fantasy football team is off to a rocky 1-2 start, even though I am scoring a lot of points. I have run into the wrong teams the last two weeks, but still like my roster. More importantly, I gotta give props to first time fantasy player Mark P on making his first trade and taking part in negotiations. On his my space page a few weeks back, he wrote a great piece on finally caving in and playing the game. Mark P on Fantasy Football.

Lastly, also gotta give some birthday love to my mother in law Stacey out in Arizona. As I said before, I cannot thank her enough for all the help she gave us with our house when she was here. We definitely couldn't do it without the master of packing and unpacking, and Casey's third favorite person (sorry Jess, its true.)

Song of the Day: "Kimberly Austin" by Porno for Pyros