17. August, 2005 - wet

The Saints lost last night’s game. They had the go-ahead run at the plate in the ninth, but just couldn’t get the guys home. Bummer. But the timing was just about perfect. I dashed from my seat at the end of the game, making a quick trip to the little fan’s room, and then as I walked out of the stadium, it started to rain. By the time I reached my truck, the rain was harder, and everyone else in the gang had either left or was on their way out. By the time I decided I wasn’t going to stick around, it was pouring, and on the way home, I had to switch the windshield wipers up to their most hyperactive setting at one point.

Four meetings/errands yesterday. Two with clients, one with the lawyers (just dropping off a document for the files) and one with the place that sold me my poker table. One of the chairs has started to come apart, and I was checking on the warranty return. Everything’s cool, and I just have to haul it out there sometime soon. But all that running around pretty much occupied the part of the day that wasn’t spent out at the ballpark.

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