dear isobel

I’m so sick of studying I want to cry. I don’t care about the post-Revolution era in Latin America, I’m not remotely interested in Germany after World War II, I certainly don’t care about Thomas Hobbes and understanding Galileo and don’t get me started on the French subjunctive.

Boo.

On the plus side, yesterday, the Phillies remembered the best way to win is a combination of the pitcher NOT giving up home runs AND scoring more runs than the other team. Always fabulous. I always say — if you’re breaking out of slump, why not kick a little New York ass at the same time? Yankees or Mets, I’m not particular. I hates them both.

And forgot to blog. I am all sorts of stupid. I had an absolutely fabulous time, even though it was standing room only. I got to see Cliff Lee being fucking fantastic — from pitching to STEALING a base. If ever a pitcher was born to play in the NL, it’s this man.

I uploaded all my photos to Facebook and will post my scorecard eventually.

NLDS Game 1 Photos

The next time I have the urge to switch the channel when Brad Lidge loads the bases in the 9th with one out, I’m gonna do it. He hurts the heart sometimes.