DAILY DOSE: "B-A-N-A-N-A-S!"

I hate that song too. But now it's stuck in your head all day! Ha!

 

Sorry-- Subway did it to me this morning (they have 99cent sausage/egg sandwhichs that are 1) huge; 2) great!) and i just had to pass on the torture.  Ooooooooooh it's my shh! it's my shh! Ooooooooooh it's my shhh! it's my shh!

 

Anyhow, there's not much to report today, although I did go to the ballpark with one of the partners last night. Let's just say the "Club Level" is all it's cracked up to be, and more. I was so overwhelmed, it took me 7 innings to realize that my seat was cushioned. The Buccos got slapped around, quite figuratively, but Geral Perry, the Pirates' uber-crazy hitting coach quite literally did some slapping around of his own.

 

I'd like to thank everyone who..wait..no one replied to my request for car advice? It's okay, I'm not mad. There probably aren't many readers left after my lackisdasical summer. However, if you just didn't come by yesterday, scroll down to the DOSE, then come back up here and tell me what sports car to buy (someday).

 

And Marc, I know I liked to Google yesterday. That's because they power Blogger and Gmail, the two greatest inventions of the last 9 years, and because, with their powers combined, I can now update more quickly, and easily, with full-formatting, than EV-ER!

 

Alrighty then, I'm going to get back to medical records, and leave you for now. I dunno what I'm up to tonight, but I might get rolling on some Blog projects (one is already very happily underway) that i'll hopefully start unveiling next week.  Keep your fingers crossed.

 

I ain't your holla back girlllll,

-apk