All Kinds of Crap

Firstly, I’m yet to mention in this space that my Pittsburgh Penguins beat the Detroit Flyer Tires for the Stanley Cup. Since we don’t have cable, I’d listened to all the playoff games on the radio from nhl.com. (Major League Baseball, take a lesson: making your fans jump through hoops to access your product just makes them former fans.) However, for the final game we were at my parents’ house in Saint Louis, so I got to watch the game with my mother and brother, who are also Penguins fans, and my father, who says he’s a Penguins fan, but who actually just spent the entire third period saying, “Why won’t these guys play any offense?” So congratulations to the Penguins. If the Pirates could just finish the year at 81-81, it would be the perfect year of sports for Pittsburgh.

Secondly, my parents aren’t going to live in Saint Louis anymore. They are moving to western Ohio in the next few months. My brother and his wife, however, will stay behind, at least for now. He insists he wants to move back to California eventually, but I think as soon as he realizes that California is for crap, he’ll change his mind.

Thirdly, Baby X passed his heart checkup and consequently is now graduated to a new blog nickname: Jerome Jerome the Metronome (which is something entirely different from Jerome K. Jerome).

Fourthly, our car’s air conditioning, which has been broken for two weeks, is now fixed, and for only $147.

Fifthly, at the end of this week we head out for Utah on a trip that will get me 29 new counties, three new national parks, a new baseball stadium and baseball team seen, and (I hope) thousands of pages read.

Sixthly, Persephone and I are in the early stages of creating an awesome present/joke for a friend. It should turn out AWESOME.