Saturday, November 21, 2009

Three strikes and you're nuts!

I don't know what the hell got into the gooftards today. I thought about asking our resident expert on all things weird, but Mama was busy primping her shoes or doing some other Venus-shattering event. Instead, the Martians logically began an indoor game of baseball.

Every respectful ball game has to start with some crusty old dude playing 'Take Me Out to the Ball Game' on a dusty organ.

We have a piano, not an organ; but it is dusty. Lauri is not old and crusty, but Sami is. The tune that Beethoven Jr. banged out sounded more like 'Take Me Out to the Field and Shoot Me Now', but in a cute kind of way that only the deaf could truly appreciate. Play ball!

Intermission came with a surprise visit from the away team, who once again proved that there is no limit to their creativity when it comes to smuggling alcohol into the stadium.

I had really expected Johnny to show up with sandwiches for the famished spectators, but I guess he's already been burned once in a previous snack preparation endeavor. Thanks, Damo.

Instead, he brought a bunch of kick-ass gifts for the Zoo, including a t-shirt with an incredibly witty slogan that completely baffled Angie. I loved it, but felt a little bad that Karen had to witness me receiving clothes. It's obvious she needs help, so I will soon be launching my 'Patches for the kneedy' campaign. Hang in there, girl!

After a liquid lunch, the fans were rowdy for some action. I can honestly say, the crowd was not disappointed.

First, Tommy 'The Slider' tried to steal bath base. After sliding into the draining tub and crying a few tears of pure shock, he was scooped up by some fanatic nutcase who began streaking down the home stretch wearing nothing but a towel! After the crowd died down, the incredibly sexy and hairy-chested umpire tried chatting up the 'Green Machine'.

'So, you come here often?'

'I live here, Steve. What the hell are you talking about?'

'You already know my name - that's good. So, is green you're favorite color?'

'Have you been drinking?'

'Why? You want something?'


Initially, I took this obvious flirtation as a good sign, but as anyone will tell you, reading signs from female streakers donning wet green towels is a bit like the Rubik's Cube; it's freakin' impossible. Needless to write, I did not even make it to bath base with the 'Green Machine'.
Ladder Talk:
1) What was the best part of your day?
Peter: When we was on the computer and had the Sandman there.
David: When I go'ed with you and Tommy in the kindergarten.

2) What was the worst part of your day?
Peter: When Tommy almost fell down off my ladder.
David: When I can't not with Dalia play.

3) What would you like to do tomorrow?
Peter: I want to go to Dalia's.
David: When tomorrow comes and Dalia come to play with us.

1 comment:

  1. The boys have grown. I can't get over Tom! All gorgeous too! Lots of love from Mary and Ruaidhri x