Saturday, March 29, 2003
at 8:55 PMThey Just Want The Rabbit
I competed at UIL District today, but I know not how I placed in any of my four events. Brittany Lovato took first in News Writing, with Gabbie Simpson (a sophomore in my journalism class) taking second place. Mihir Shah placed first in Number Sense. Everyone else bombed out, from my understanding. Whelp, there's always band... hah!
After the competition, The Father took me, The Mongoloid, and Mr. Ed to the last Astros spring training game (which set them against the Chicago White Sox). The Whities killed us 5-0. Billy Wagner pitched the fifth inning and seemed ready to play, but the hitters disappointed us fickle Astros fans.
The Father informed me the Astros dropped Shane Reynolds (which disappoints me greatly, because I rather liked him). Craig Biggio played center (ouch). His multi-million dollar replacement, a fellow named Kent (or maybe Kemp), completely missed some play, after which a bloke two rows behind me commented bitterly,"Biggio woulda had that ball."
I glanced at The Father and nodded my agreement. I'll miss ole Craigy.
I derived the greatest amusement from the Juice Box's Kiss Cam. It focuses on couples to make them kiss on camera, but half the time the people are really old, or really ugly, or really busy stuffing their faces with six-dollar nachos. The camera captured two White Sox players in the dugout, who refused to kiss. Everyone else complied.
The most spledid thing about this day: I did not have to work.
