Thursday, September 20, 2007

Who Even Knew I Had Brain Cells?

Neurons firing randomly in my brain...

Disney is shooting part of a film on my street today. The working title is G-Force. They are filming a chase scene. That means that my house could become famous. Maybe it will win an Oscar (“Best Single Family Dwelling in a Supporting Role”). I did have to park one street over last night, though, to be sure I could get to work in the morning.

I haven’t had a good cake donut with white frosting and rainbow sprinkles in a long time.

Poor Mrs. Lefty had to go to the emergency room Sunday night. She has severe abdominal pain occasionally, and we usually get to the ER three or four times a year because the pain gets so bad.

Did you know that I make the best buttermilk pancakes ever?

If you plan to drive on a public road, remember to pay attention to the lights. When it is green, that means “go”! And yes, I’m talking to you, driver of the black Audi who would rather talk on her damn cell phone than actually drive her car.

I have a meeting tonight, so I can’t play basketball. Sometimes this damn job of mine really messes up my life.

I have begun to address the question of offense vs. pitching/defense again. Rather than simply spouting off my own beliefs without solid evidence, I have started compiling some statistical data. That’s one more reason to love baseball--statistics. Mmm. Delicious.

That being said, I hate baseball today even more than I did yesterday.

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Anonymous sammie said...

Funny...I'm loving baseball a lot more lately.

Anyway, I checked an email address of mine, which I haven't checked in a LOOONG time. And I saw a message from someone from the past. It was kinda weird. Ever have that happen to you?

11:51 AM  
Blogger Sizzle said...

did someone say pancakes?

2:09 PM  
Blogger Tink said...

G-Force?! Hahaha. That sounds like a porn title. Man, that company has gone to pot since Disney died.

2:14 PM  
Blogger Bre said...

She should get her black audi taken away from her and given to me since I can drive well. And her shoes.. if they're cute.

2:15 PM  
Blogger Lefty said...

sam--re: baseball Oh, get your smiley self out of here and go befriend a pigeon.

About the other thing. Yes, I've had that happen. It's usually bittersweet.

siz--I did say pancakes, and they are DAMN good.

tink--come to think of it, there was a lot of nudity on my street today. Plus a lot of funky music.

bre--I think she was wearing those plastic nursing shoes with no backs. Are those cute?

2:19 PM  
Blogger little miss mel said...

any ideas on the cause of the pain? hope she feels better.

When we lived in LA, the filmed Wes Craven's "Cursed on our street. Total Oscar winner.

They filmed Hollywoodland after we moved.

C'est la vie.

5:32 PM  
Blogger Jennifer McK said...

You keep SAYING you hate it,but not WHY. Remember that "some of us" (I mean me) are not privvy to the baseball nuances.
I'm sorry to hear about Mrs. Lefty. I hope she's okay.

6:49 PM  
Anonymous xboxgirl said...

I want to be the first to say I knew you had brain cells.

What the devil is causing Mrs.Lefty severe abdominal pain that can't seem to be treated?

And I 'get' your "sometimes I really hate baseball" thing.

10:54 PM  
Blogger Lefty said...

Our primary doctor thinks Mrs. Lefty's pain is related to a severe form of Irritable Bowel Syndrome, possibly triggered by stress or anxiety. The only solution is to pump in stronger pain meds and wait it out.

I'll write a little more today about why I say I hate baseball.

xbox--I can always count on you for support!

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