I won’t be cryin’, cryin’/When I think about you/’cos I opened by eyes/And I won’t be cryin’

Well, since everyone else is talking about it

CJ (sassy columnist from the Strib) wrote about AJ’s new ‘do in her column today. Ch-ch-ch-check it out.
C.J.: What’s up with A.J. Pierzynski’s

In Attendance
Ames and I will be in attendance at tonight’s game in our usual seats. It’s been a long time since we have seen our regulars (geeky-Cosby-sweater guy.) Wednesday’s are probably the best night for baseball because there is TWINGO and Dollar Dogs! I will also be paying attention to Harris’ at-bat music to see what else he throws in the mix (NO CHERRY PIE!)

And he shall be Livan (Levon)
Livan is pitching tonight. What do you think the odds are of the Twins wearing the sleeveless jerseys? I know, they really aren’t that bad but for some reason they really irk me. Today sleeveless, tomorrow what?

- Acceptable sleevless wear

NOT acceptable sleeveless jerseys

Next step...tube tops


Kind of baseball-ish

You, Sir, are too old to be playing hacky-sack
I took this picture of this group of guys playing hacky-sack outside of the Metrodome. The picture in itself isn’t special except to show that these guys were well past the college recreational sports days. You can’t tell from the photo but they really sucked at it and the little hacky-sack ball kept hitting passerbys. The drunken old-enough-to-know-better guys thought it was funny. What I thought was funnier was they kept calling the little hacky-sack ball a “Footbag.” Wait, this is where it gets funny. After their footbag smacked a guy in the head they asked for their footbag back. The passerby responded with “Here’s your footbag you douchbag.” My hand to Jesus, I laughed so hard there was a snort involved.

Non-baseball but no less important

Guess who is the office freak today?
You’re right! It is me! I have said it before…the guys in my office need to start reading Cosmo or watching modern television shows.
Exhibit A: A few years ago I came into the office wearing one of those giant flower pins (made popular by Sex & the City) and the guys asked if I was going to prom.
Exhibit B: I mostly wear black nail polish on my fingers (my passive way of fighting the Business Casual Dress Code) and the guys asked if I was going Goth.
Exhibit C: A few summers ago I wore fancy gaucho pants to work (the pants that are wide legged capris) and the guys asked if I was wearing a long Skort. Now, don’t get me wrong…I love a good “skort” reference.
Exhibit D: Summer scarves are popular now and I love wearing them. No, I am not covering up a hickey or think its winter. Mooooove on.
Exhibit E: I changed up my black nail polish and am wearing bright turquoise blue. If I hear one more person say “You must be so cold, ‘cause your fingers are turning blue” I will not be responsible for my actions.

Morale of the story: cubicle dwelling, suburban living, clueless boys are dorks!

Today on Wild Kingdom
I have this co-worker (who shares my love of cubicle singing and gossips) that brings in weird food for me to try. Today she brought in spicy pheasant jerky. You heard it here first folks! I ate Pheasant Jerky…and I like it. I also like venison jerky because then I know there is one less deer out there terrorizing me. (No, that was mean! I would never kill an animal but I would run screaming from it.)

Music of the Day – Local Edition
Vixen, an all female heavy metal band from St. Paul, Minnesota. Coincidence, I think not…Minnesota’s women’s professional football team is called the Vixen.

Vixen – Cryin’