More tired than a one legged man in an ass-kicking contest

Too late to be up. I'm not in college, I can't get away with this crap anymore. I'm in the process of writing yet another strongly worded piece on Mo and his fictious "collapse." Back off. It's not like he let up a pennant-winning homerun. I THINK, not sure though, that Boston pitchers have done that. Maybe. Once or twice. Not sure.
I'm headed to DC tomorrow to see my sis. I wish my other little sis could hang out more. I can't wait til she turns 21 so she can come out. She's gotten to be, pardon my french, essentially a badass. And it doesnt hurt that now BOTH of my sisters are big baseball fans. Seriously, who has it better than me?
So I'm off to Georgetown, where I can relive my college days of playing beirut and...well that's about it. Yeah every memory from my college career is punctuated by who I was playing beirut against. Now that I'm out of school, it's who the Yankees played against. I need a hobby. Seriously.
I'm in a tournament next weekend, but it's co-ed. I'll get some practice this weekend playing with my sister, although I think the younger sister may be better. I said beirut talent skips a generation obviously, to which she astutely pointed out, the gap between oldest and youngest sister isn't a generation.
Yeah there's my college education paying off big time. Good times.
In other news, I went out tonight and paid for ZERO drinks. You know why?
Me: "Vodka tonic."
Bartender: "On the house. Any girl who comes in wearing a yankee jacket isn't paying for her drinks."
God I love baseball.