Wednesday, April 21

Even more worser than worst
... Was last night's Indians game. They lost 15-5. We got soaked, too. We got good seats though -- my company's season tickets. They were quite swanky.

If anyone cares to give me the goods on American Idol, I'd appreciate it, including if anyone sang "Copa Cabana" (I'm sensing an ensemble performance of that this evening) and if John Stevens has a prayer of making it to see the light of day tomorrow.

Meanwhile, I'll be finding reasons not to work.

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