So all of those people who told me that gall bladder surgery would be easy can go hang themselves. I spent a day ralphing from the anesthesia, and I feel like my stomach got reamed out with a thirty-inch drill bit. But I can eat "real" food again, except that I can only eat a little at a time. Oh well...
Two more days of Diamondback baseball hell. Hopefully the off-season will see a reduction in management staff (aka Joe Jr.) and an increase in actual ball players (please please Steve Finley come back). Could we get someone next year who has actually seen a baseball and a baseball bat before they get onto the field?
Octoberfest in my hometown this weekend, sponsored by the Modified Motorcycle Association. This is great, except that one of the main organizers is my ex- and his family. I guess I will celebrate at home this year. Go October!
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