Moonlit Jazz

He’s gone 5-5 today and has hit for the cycle. It’s the 9th inning now. It’s almost over…

It’s the bottom of the 7th and the A’s are leading 5-1. Oh, inning is over. 😀

I’ve revamped Kiari’s Corner! Check it out, let me know what you think. It was a long time coming and I’m so glad I’ve gotten most of it done. 😛

When I turned on the tv, Barry Bonds swung his bat and the ball flew into the cove. 6-1 A’s. By the time I turned the tv off, the score was tied and the Giants were still up. After a few hours in the air conditioned mall, we headed back home and I was disappointed to find that the A’s fell to the Giants. Again. GRRRRR!

Tomorrow, I’m watching the game from the beginning. Mulder’s pitching! 😀

Here it is:

I dreamt that I was approaching a Macy’s store in some big city. I think it was supposed to be Los Angeles, except the buildings were tall, like in San Francisco. Just as I get to the store, Ryan Gosling walks out. I stop, then see his mother Donna. (In my dream, she didn’t look as I know she does look. She was a bit plumper in my dream.) I ask if she’s Donna Gosling and she says yes. I introduce myself and we proceed to have a long conversation. We talk about Ryan, who walks by, followed by Sandra Bullock. (Yeah, that was weird!) Donna talks about how Ryan doesn’t go online and check out the fansites. She says that she’s afraid of what he might think. I agree with her, though I think I said I hoped he had seen mine. I want to ask her about Sandra, but I don’t. We talk about other stuff, then she gets into my limo (you didn’t know I had one, eh? LOL!) and tries to tell the driver that she wants to go to Pleasanton. I was like, what? Do you know how far that is? But she doesn’t care. I get out of the front seat (why am I sitting in the front seat of my limo?) and I slip on my dress (where the heck did that come from?) as I go back into the limo to join her.

Yeah, it was a weird dream.

… And Eric Chavez seems to have lots of them. I just had to post the one above. I thought it was cute. 😉

One day in the hopefully not so far future, I intend on writing a story about a baseball player and his lady. The story has been plotting itself for about a year now and just the other day, I thought of the perfect end. (Besides the perfection.) The end, which is really the epilogue, would consist of the ballpark, the baseball player in uniform, his lady, and of course the “yes” to the question. 😉

I want to write about the story here, but the very paranoid part of me cautions against such a thing. I don’t want to have anyone “steal” my idea and I wouldn’t want it said that I stole someone’s idea. So there it is. Ah well.

That is the temperature right now, according to weather.com. It’s almost 2300 hrs and we’re still sitting in the high 80s? Does anyone else see something wrong with that?