Dude, you'll never guess what happened last night. I was at the Town Pub watching the Cubs-Marlins game and noticed these two odd characters. One guy was dressed in this long coat with boots and had a fisherman-type hat on and the guy he was sitting next to had this pirate theme. He had this long mustache and goatee. Anyway, The pirate guy was mackin' on some chick. The fisherman guy comes back from the bathroom to sit down and trips on the pirates pegleg. The fisherman falls into the chick and she falls down with him on top of her. She hits him and pushes him away and stormed out onto Broad Street. The pirate guy is pissed and starts whaling on the fisherman and swearing about how he always prevents him from getting any box. More punches were exchanged before a big dude from the back came out to separate them. The bartender called for a cab to bring the fisherman home, and the pirate guy had to drive home. Chaos.

That was something you don't see every day, unless it was Halloween or something, but that's a few weeks away still. Anyway, the Cubs destroyed the fish. And the Sox were victorious as well. Their bullpen looked pretty sharp, at least Timlin and Williamson. Hope both series continue to be close, though.

You know what I had for breakfast this morning? Cinnamon Toast Crunch. I never had the stuff when I was a kid, but I'm eating it when I'm 24. I ate after mowing the lawn, which is especially fun when there's pieces of metal hidden in the yard from the guy next door's construction. It was like mowing over a mine field. Try not to get electrocuted or get a contusion on your shin.

So on Sunday, I may have a job. It's not a teaching job, but where has that profession gotten me, honestly? Kim's mom is hooking me up with a job full-time. She said it would be like an inventory dude and i'd be on the floor as well, but it's a job and I couldn't be happier. I just hope something stupid doesn't happen between now and Sunday. So I'm happy, and I'm sorry about all the nagging and depression I've emitted the last few months on the blog. I hope you understood a little of my feelings, but I think I was a little overboard, so things are looking up!

Oh, remember when I mentioned something positive happening with my brother? Well, he's gonna be working at WFAN, probably the biggest sports radio station in the US, on a patchy basis. He's happy as hell, and he's still gonna be at WCBS 880 as well. Good stuff. May blog again later. Peace out.