Today I went golfing with my dad. It was a perfect day to be out golfing - sunny, 80 degrees, a nice breeze - just perfect. I made par FOUR times; I don't think I've ever made par more than twice in a round of 18 holes, before. So I was psyched. I had decent shots at birdie twice, but my putting . . . wasn't very good. Overall I shot a 110, ending up exactly tied with my dad - a lousy round for him, an excellent one for me.
A few days ago, driving around somewhere with Jess, a song came on the radio; I recognized it, but couldn't place the artist . . . I liked it . . . and then I realized I had a very strong particular association with it: I had listened to the song in the parking lot of a bed-n-breakfast in rural England, while my father went in to ask about rates, a little less than 10 years ago.
The song, as it turns out, is True Faith, by New Order. Who knew? - I like New Order.
My special bonus prize is that I have four New Order albums on my harddrive that I was given out of a friend's collection, but never bothered to listen to because I thought I didn't like New Order.
I'm psyched. I've been called up to the big leagues!
I tried out for the Boston Men's Baseball League a while ago, but I wasn't drafted based on my tryout. It wasn't a big surprise, but it was a little disappointing. I resigned myself to another season of playing softball with the Gorilla Fingers . . . softball is alright, and it's a fun group of guys . . . but it's not baseball.
Then, this week, I got a call from the manager of one of the teams, saying he'd lost some players, and asking if I'd still be interested in playing. I went to a practice on Wednesday, and I'll be going to my first game as a Boston Mariner tomorrow! How awesome is that?
Looks like the team may not be one of the strongest in the league, with a 1-6 record so far . . . but hey, in college I played on a team that compiled a 0-84 record over four years of conference play, so I can deal with losing some games. The more opportunity I have to play, the better.
Really, though, I'm just excited that I'm going to be putting on a uniform again, and running out onto a green field, on a bright sunny day, to play baseball.
I'm back from an extended weekend trip to Las Vegas, for my roommate's bachelor party. It was a good time. :-) Suffice it to say, I slept hardly at all, won a bit of money gambling, and spent a great deal more on fine food and entertainment.
And that if you're ever in Vegas, you should definitely check out the fountains at the Bellagio. And you should stay at The Hotel at Mandalay Bay.
Now I'm back to real life. And, you know . . . it's pretty alright. posted by Miles 4:39 PM
Arrest This Man, He Talks In Maths 
Tuesday, June 29, 2004