Play Ball

Today is the opening day for my beloved Cardinals. It sure doesn't seem like it though. It's 37 friggin' degrees out. But I'm a stalwart baseball fan. Cold blustery days don't discourage me...particularly since I'll be watching them on my big screen TV, in my recliner, in a nice temperature controlled environment. (If I could just train the cat to fetch my beer, I would be set. Fat chance there though. The only things she does are eat and  sleep. ) While I would like to say that I long to be down at the stadium, that would be a lie. Fan loyalty is one thing...temperature is another. Hey, it's cold out there. I called and made an appointment to see the neurosurgeon. I see him next Wednesday and then we shall see.   This week is clear though.  I can devote all my attention to the things that matter...like baseball. It's just a couple of hours until game time. In keeping with the spirit of the opening day revelers downtown, I think that I'll have a beer. Hey Kitty, I'm a little parched here. Fetch me a cold one...Kitty?...hey cat, move your butt!....Hmmm,still nothing happening.   Oh well, it seems as if I'll have to end this entry to begin the long trek to the kitchen. I hope that it's warmer where you are and...Go Cards. Be well,Tom