outing

My best buddy Mike invited me to join his family in watching a baseball game today; the outing is also for his daughter-- my goddaughter-- whose birthday is September 10. So in a major break from my usual indoorsy, sedentary protocol, I'll actually be leaving the house (cue trumpets and tympani) and watching the Washington Nationals-- known locally by the somewhat uncomfortable-sounding nickname "The Nats"-- kill or be killed. Dad's been prepped on what to do about lunch, and I'm pretty sure I'll be home in time for dinner. If not, I can coach Dad over the phone. Ave, BlackBerry!

Mom's awake and in the bathroom meditating. I told her I was going out; she nodded and told me to have fun.


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