It’s 8:00 on Monday morning. My weekend ended in tears.
This is the first time ever that I wish the clocks hadn’t been turned back an hour.
Perhaps it’s time to start a list.
I now owe Habershons.com explanations on the following:
The World Series
The Designated Hitter
The Minute Maid Park roof
The Bikram Yoga seminar in San Antonio
Tooth No. 19
I know you can’t wait, but you’ll have to.
Greetings from San Antonio Hill Country. I am here for the weekend attending a Bikram Yoga seminar being given by Bikram himself. The first lecture/class begins at 9:00. Not sure what to expect, but it will most likely be in a warm room.
The instructions say we are not to wear anything green. Apparently Bikram only likes green if it is connected to nature or MONEY!
Today’s schedule of events finishes at midnight. The last item today is at 10:30 p.m., entitled “Hot Chocolate with Bikram.”
It should be an interesting two days, and I hope relaxing after a sleepless and painful week watching the Astros. Will talk about them later.
Good morning from Houston, the Competent City with a Heart and the National League Champion Houston Astros! Things are going to be crazy here for the next couple of weeks. Golly, I even missed my yoga class this morning.
I have two wishes about this upcoming World Series (apart from laying my hands on a ticket [wail]):
1. Let Bagwell be the DH.
2. Leave the roof open for the home games.
Who is Bagwell? What’s a DH? Why would the roof be closed? Yes, I’m guilty of keeping you in the dark, Habershons. I have to go to work, but will fill you in later.
I tried very hard to get World Series tickets. The Astros doled them out via online lottery. I filled out their form over and over again until my fingerprints ached. But they didn’t pick me.
Ten minutes from the ballpark, but no ticket to get in.
About that snippet below.
It’s very good news.
There are car horns honking in the street (and it’s after midnight).
Houstonians are very happy.
We’re ho-ome. Everything looks the same, except that our driveway’s been dug up. We’ve been waiting for this to happen for a long time. How typical that it should happen when we’re not here. Fortunately they don’t seem to have cut through any underground cables.
Tomorrow, no doubt, they’ll be continuing through the gate and under our vegetable plot.
Or perhaps Tuesday? Or Wednesday? (sigh)
Time to pack our stuff, take one more walk on the beach, and hand in the house keys. We’ve had a great week in Galveston but are ready to see our cats again. They’ve been looking quite lonely on the PantherCams.
BTW, the Astros won Game Three yesterday. WHOOPEE!
I liked Princess Diana, but am not too keen on her brother.
Think I’ll give this exhibition a pass.
UPDATE (Nov 7 ’05): I have to stop linking to Houston Chronicle articles. They always seem to disappear. Let’s try this one direct from the Houston Museum of Natural Science.
Okay, Habershons. Listen up. I have to explain the current Baseball situation to you. There are four teams left. There are two best-of-seven series to decide on the two teams that will play in the World Series: the Chicago White Sox vs the
California Anaheim Los Angeles Angels, and the Houston Astros vs the St. Louis Cardinals. The latter series is exactly the same matchup as last year: two games in St. Louis, three games in Houston, and two games in St. Louis. And last year both teams won only in their own parks; i.e. St. Louis 4, Astros 3.
That’s where the similarities end. Game 3 is to be played today in Houston (Roger Clemens pitching), and the series is tied 1-1. We are not attending any of the games as we’re in Galveston, but will definitely be watching it on this rental house’s high definition 58-inch television at 3 p.m.
Fingers crossed, everyone!