Finally!

At least somebody recognizes it. And not just anybody, William Ianniciello, Vice President of ticket sales and services himself. That's right, I got a letter today addressed as "Dear Mets Fan:" Damn right I am! I did everything the Wikipedia "How to become a mets fan" said, and look, I am now officially one!!!

I went to two games. I bought a hat! I know at least one player by name. And I never cheer for the Yankees. But most importantly, I don't love them when they're winning and hate them when they're losing. or something like that.

Mr. Ianniciello even thanked me "for being part of our team." Well, you know what Mr. Inaniciello? You're welcome. You're welcome....,

Sincerely,
A Mets Fan

Whose ribs are those?

I took Osa, my roommate's dog on a ski today. It's such a beautiful day! Not a cloud in the sky. You can definitely tell that Spring is on the way. The moose are out and about, shedding their winter coats. There was moose hair, and poop and pee all over my trail today. And Osa was smelling something in the air. But I decided to cut the ski short after I ran into a rack of ribs on the trail. Don't know where they came from, or whose they were. I decided to turn around right there because the ski conditions weren't that good anyway and I didn't want to run into whoever had claimed those ribs.

So I got back and went on a run. I went with another dog. I don't know where he came from. But we ran 4 miles together.

I now know that I live on a dirt road. And that my driveway is gravel. I never knew that before. But the snow is melting quickly on the streets. And I heard a bird chirp today. It's so nice to know that Spring is coming. But of course, I'll be headed south to winter again. sigh....

words i can never get

frusterated
pacience
angle/angel - can't tell the difference
refridgerator
espically
vaccumm
booke (but that is just when i'm typing fast - and is understandable)

words that one would think i couldn't spell but i get every time (pat on the back)
awkward
foreign
definitely