Ahhh, the fireworks, the giant LCD screens, the muggy air, and the smell and sounds of alcohol. Must be an Astros game! And in case you are wondering what alcohol sounds like: "Hey you! What you doin after the game? Strippers and steroids?!"
This was a tight one too: Wandy vs. Verlander, down to the eighth, and the tying run just walked home... Tejada gets the go-ahead run in with a sac fly to right field, just feet away from where we are sitting!
Of course, the Stro's are almost at the bottom of their division, so playing the Tigers, this game has relatively little consequence. This has been an all around BAD year for sports. Well, any year that the Lakers win a championship is a bad year. The triumph of ego over sportsmanship.
Anyways, I am back in Texas now. I just flew home for the third time this summer. Currently, I am blogging, but tomorrow I head out to San Antonio to work my fourth session of EFY this summer in San Antonio... not my fourth IN San Antonio, like my fourth session of EFY overall. My previous three were in Provo. Someday maybe I will write about those weeks.
So I walk out of the airport this past Thursday and my first impression was that I was standing in the exhaust of some overheating vehicle. Turns out it was just 100 degrees outside... literally. Add the humidity and this place feels like a different hemisphere than Utah (and people were complaining about how hot 76 was up there!). It could be worse... I could be walking around outside all day in long pants and a polo with complaining kids. Wait...
So, apart from the wonder of global warming (which is apparently a taxable threat now), I am enjoying going back country! Look at them boots, a new kind of suit, and back to my roots! It's a song.
