duck!!!

a word of warning. if you're going to wrigley field and you're sitting in the bleachers and you don't have a baseball glove, get the hell out of the way of the ball. perhaps some explanation is in order.

saturday was my friend pavlo's birthday. way back in february we bought bleacher tickets for the saturday cubs/twins game. we were gonna sip old style and watch the baseballers and then retire to his girlfriend’s pad for a party afterwards. we showed up for batting practice and were having a grand old time. three balls had already been hit to our section of the bleachers and we had collected them all. then tragedy struck. pavlo's girlfriend was about to leave for the hot dog retailer when another baseball was hit towards us. commotion ensued and when it was all over, she was missing a tooth and required 7 stitches. baseball's are dangerous people. especially when they hit you in the mouth. so watch out.

on to happier news. i move to my office this friday. i've only worked here for 4 months, but i get an office. that's kinda cool. it should make blogging, emailing and dancing naked significantly easier.

today i shop. i think i'm gonna buy some addidas shoes. i'm tired of vans and con's hurt my feet.

ya'all com back now ya here!!