Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Ice Cream! Ice Cream! I scream for Ice Cream

I was walking downstairs from my apartment and before I reached the outside door I heard a familiar sound. A sound everyone who grew up in America can recognize. The Ice Cream Truck! I say The because we all know there is only one. Kinda like Santa Claus, everywhere all at once. I know it may look different each time but it's like the department store santas. They may look dissimilar but we know it's Santa here to bring us joy.

And the little boy in my squealed with delight and I felt the urge to bolt out the door running full speed down the street yelling Ice Creaaaaam at the top of my lungs!

I resisted. And now I'm sad. Let down. Like when I was a child I couldn't get money from mom fast enough and by the time I reached the street the music and the truck were a fading memory turning the corner out of reach, not to be back until tomorrow or if it was early enough on a summer day later that night just after dinnertime.

So many of the things from our childhood are dissapearing. Due to technology or due to the fact parents are too afraid to let there kids outside. I hope The Ice Cream Truck is never one of them.

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Monday, April 05, 2010

Atlanta or Bust

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I'm sitting in the back of a Jeep Grand Cherokee in Kentucky headed east on I24 towards Nashville. Being up for almost 24 hours after 2 hours sleep is making this a surreal experience.

Update: We're now 3 hours from Atlanta and three of the five passengers are asleep. At least intermittently. I'm crazy tired but getting re- psyched up about the game. AC/DC is on the radio. Dirty Deeds. Dirt Done Cheap.

Saturday, April 03, 2010

43 hours to go

Yes. That's right. First pitch of the new season is thrown in 43 hours. Baseball season that is. Cubs Baseball. The only baseball i follow The only baseball that matters.

I get to put on my cubbie blue for the first time this year. It's already making me smile. Cubbie blue, baseball, sunshine. Beer, friends, hot dogs, cheering fans, happiness.

The Cubs start off their season in Atlanta against the Braves. And I will be there. With my jersey on and my spirits high. Baseball is my religion. Wrigley field is my Mecca.

I'm currently at working, my shift ending at 7am and I start again at 1p tomorrow to work 12 hours and then jump in my car for the 12 plus hour ride. My travelling companions will be The Whorenado and her boyfriend. That should be interesting. We're stopping in Kentucky to pick up Aborama and her boy friend Kentucky. He is what you think of when you think of Kentucky. Then is 6 more hours to heaven. Have a hotel room reserved to freshen up, suit up, and stock up on booze.

Maybe I'll be able to post through my hangover on the way back.

Go Cubbies!