This Side of Lost

Schilling, 7 innings, five strikeouts... Pujols, two home runs... Kansas City lost... yes, baseball has begun.

And it's about freakin' time. Your Minnesota Twins, 2006 World Champions. Yeah, you heard it here first. Okay, maybe not world champions. But I'd settle for the wild card. Hell, I'd settle for 90 wins. Is that too much to ask?

Meanwhile, Samantha's still not back. :( They stayed over in Clemson Sunday night what with an individual tournament being played out late in the day and didn't get on the road until 11 this morning. So I expect her pretty soon. But seriously... like, what did I do with myself before she came along? Everything just feels off kilter.

So you won't be surprised that I haven't gotten too much done in her absence. I did whip a basic cover letter into shape and applied for a few jobs... not that I'm optimistic about any of them.

In other news:

• My second concert with the Meridian Vocal Consort in Indy was good. I had people I knew in the audience... Gerry and Julie, the conductors of the BCS came out, as did my uncle-in-law Rich. I hung out with he and Jim for much of the afternoon, which was fun but, well, off kilter. See?
• Guh. I'm boring. Insert your own second bullet point of news here.
• Baseball starts today. Oh, did I say that already? Well, tough. And you know what? You're gonna hear it again. Baseball freakin' starts today. Got that? Jason Kubel, 2006 Rookie of the Year. You heard it here first, people.

Meh. Off to do more job apps.