Another Week Gone By

Again with the lack of consistent updates. I know, I know.

Anyway, this past week was pretty fun. Monday I went to see my boys from my old stomping ground, the New York Yankees play my new stomping ground's Cleveland Indians. Tickets were a birthday present making it even better. Despite it was pretty chilly out and there was some sloppy playing by both sides, the Yankees pulled out a win which was pretty sweet. Making all this even sweeter was the fact that some random guy comes up to me at the bar before the game and asked if I wanted to upgrade my ticket. I, of course, am suspicious of anything that seems too good to be true. I told the guy that the tickets I had were pretty good (not a lie) but he said, "Look, these are right behind homeplate. Here, take 'em." So I did. And he wasn't lying. Five rows back, right behind the plate. Pretty sick. I bought the guy a beer, but other than that it really was a totally free upgrade. WTF? That kind of thing never happens to me. So, thanks for the tickets mystery guy. It was appreciated.

The day after the game I went to see spaz rockers (did I just make up a new genre?), Mindless Self Indulgence at The Agora. Pretty cool venue. Sold out too, so it was full to the brim with the odd mix of punks, goths, rockers and ravers that MSI seems to attract. A good time was had by all. I even picked myself up a poster that I plan on getting framed (someday).

Last night I went to a dos de mayo party at a co-workers apartment. Also pretty fun. Drinks, snacks, drinking games, music, stories about whitewater rafting and high school football douchebags, etc.

Tonight I have another cinco de mayoish party with my newly established rowing peeps. I'm bringing some mac and cheese and people better fucking like it because it's the shit.

No Work Today

I have today off from work. That's fun. It's my first legitimate day off since moving to Cleveland. I was out a couple of days about a month ago, but I was sick so that doesn't really count.

Anyway, today I got to sleep a little late, am doing some laundry and have a run planned. All leisurely and work free. Tonight I will be going to see my first baseball game of the year. The Tigers are in town to see if they can stop sucking long enough to beat the Indians. I can't really predict the outcome of the game itself, but I can predict that I will have at least one hot dog and two beers. At least. Take that to the bank.

In other news, I can barely move my right arm. I'm really trying to not be a pansy about this, but it's pretty banged up. Why? Well because I took a tumble off my skateboard. Yes, I'm riding around on a skateboard at age 34. And no, I'm not very good, so it's not like I'm all Tony Hawk or something. Anyway, I was cruising along and took a turn to get into a friend's driveway and there's a bit of a lip. I thought I could roll over it with the right amount of speed and the proper weight distribution. No luck. I hit the lip, the board stopped and I went down. Hands hit pavement a bit, but the bulk of my weight went on my right shoulder. I rolled with the fall, but apparently not quick enough. The shoulder and arm look fine. No bruising or scrapes, but it does not feel fine at all. I can't lift anything. Even putting on my shirt and pants this morning was a chore. I can't pick up this keyboard I am typing on even. As a matter of fact, it hurts to type unless my forearm is leaning on something. My shoulder can't support the weight of my own arm. I'm no doctor, but this doesn't seem good. We'll see how the rest of the day/early tomorrow goes. If no improvement, I may have to suck it up and hit the doctor.

The best part is that I have signed up for a summer rowing league and I'm supposed to be rowing on Saturday morning. That's probably not going to go so well unless Mr. Miayagi comes over and does that hand rubbing, fixit thing to me.