Getting used to Number 8.

While I was doing laundry and procuring music for Erin's CD, I did something I haven't done in ages- I sat down specifically to watch a baseball game. Of course, it was a rather historic feeling game, what with Greg Maddux going for his 300th win, and the introduction of Nomar Garciaparra. It made me wish the Harry Caray was still alive, so we could have been regailed with his attempts to say Garciaparra backwards- but I had to do with Steve Stone's constant mispronounciation of Garciaparra. Welcome to the midwest, Nomar, you're going to have to get used to our r's and our nasal way of saying your name- no'mawr gar-see-ap-pear-a. My apologies.