I haven't been writing over the last week or so because of a few reasons. The first one is that I haven't had Internet in a while. I apparently went over my monthly limit on my Verizon card so I have to wait another few days before I can resume using it. Luckily we are in Buffalo, New York right now and the hotel Internet is free. I've also been mostly on the road over the last ten days spending four in Toledo, Ohio, four in Columbus, Ohio, and now two in Buffalo, New York. I can't wait for our upcoming eight game home stand.
I've had some interesting things happen to me over the last few days. First, I was eating at Ted's Montana Grill. If you haven't been there before you should try it out. They have bison burgers which are supposedly a lot better for you than normal beef burgers, although I'm not sure anything can reverse the damaging effects eating McDonald's and Burger King four days a week from the ages of eight to twenty-two had on my vital organs. Anyways, after paying for my meal I received my six dollars in change back from my waiter. It was paid to me with four one dollar gold coins and a two dollar bill. I didn't even know there were one dollar gold coins and I thought only my grandmother gave me two dollar bills as a little kid. At first I thought it was a joke, but apparently you can use both forms of payment. How exciting.
On a totally different subject, if you've ever wondered what it feels like to get hit with a ninety MPH fastball in the ribs I'll fill you in. It hurts like hell! This is what my ribs looked like three weeks after being hit by a pitch. Remember, this is three weeks later. Please disregard the extreme paleness of my skin. I seem to be allergic to the sun.
In other news, Mark Antonelli just received his one hundredth autograph request in the mail today. For some reason it was sent to me, and even though I've checked MILB.com fifty times I still haven't been able to find a Mark Antonelli in the minor leagues.
Switching gears once again, I've sadly decided to give up on my aspirations of having better hair than both Bradley Cooper and Matthew McConaughey, two of my hair idols. The length of my hair was really starting to get out of control and there is only so many times a guy can brush his hair behind his ear with his fingers before he is forced to draw a line and shave his head. It was a good six months, but like my girlfriend says, the hair had to go.
Well, its getting late and we have a day game tomorrow, so I'm going to sleep. I hope everyone enjoys their Thursday.