Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Baseball brings people together
On our trip last year, two of the hangers-on for the game in Cleveland were Dan and Dianne. They're getting married next Saturday, and Levi and I are going to be in attendance -- in fact, Levi was apparently a last-minute addition to the wedding party.
The room we're sharing at the Hilton Garden Inn in Twinsburg, Ohio, does have free high-speed Internet (probably wired), but since this isn't a baseball-related trip, I wouldn't expect there to be much blogging going on for a few days.
Actually, on Thursday evening, Levi and I might be doing some live blogging aboard Amtrak train 354, in the coach where they put passengers bound for Ann Arbor, especially if he brings that Bill James book along:
Levi: Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Me: Now what?
Levi: (Quotes a Bill James wisecrack about some player I vaguely remember, because I wasn't paying as much attention to baseball in 1982 as Levi was)
Me: (Chuckles politely)
Now, since our first trip led directly to a marriage between two of the participants almost exactly a year later, whenever we do a second trip, I'm going to sharply curtail attendance to me, Levi (already happily married and therefore out of the equation), and whatever attractive single women I can convince to join us for all or part of the trip ("I swear, it's just a baseball game. I have no ulterior motives!").
The room we're sharing at the Hilton Garden Inn in Twinsburg, Ohio, does have free high-speed Internet (probably wired), but since this isn't a baseball-related trip, I wouldn't expect there to be much blogging going on for a few days.
Actually, on Thursday evening, Levi and I might be doing some live blogging aboard Amtrak train 354, in the coach where they put passengers bound for Ann Arbor, especially if he brings that Bill James book along:
Levi: Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Me: Now what?
Levi: (Quotes a Bill James wisecrack about some player I vaguely remember, because I wasn't paying as much attention to baseball in 1982 as Levi was)
Me: (Chuckles politely)
Now, since our first trip led directly to a marriage between two of the participants almost exactly a year later, whenever we do a second trip, I'm going to sharply curtail attendance to me, Levi (already happily married and therefore out of the equation), and whatever attractive single women I can convince to join us for all or part of the trip ("I swear, it's just a baseball game. I have no ulterior motives!").
Labels: Dan Rivkin, dianne ketler, trains
