Opening Day, baby! Whoooooooooo!!I am going to the Cardinals opening day game on Sunday, against the "pond scum" Mets of some little back water called New York City. It should be a great time, even though most of my coworkers who I am going to the game with will be three sheets to the wind before the game even starts. I will put up with drunks for this, though, as I have never been to an Opening Day game for any sport, ever.
I bought my car 5 years ago, next month. In that time, slightly shy of 60,000 miles traveled, I have never put new tires on the car. Realizing that most tires don't really last much longer than 60,000 miles, I had the guys at the auto shop check the tread wear on my tires when I had the car in for an oil change this morning. The man was surprised that those were the original tires, because they probably still have another 20,000 miles worth of tread on them. It could be that the tires are simply the most awesome tires ever made (they are UniRoyal Tiger Paws, if you like details), or maybe my practice of rotating the tires roughly every 7000 miles or so is making a big difference. Or maybe the way I drive just puts less wear on tires than normal. Whatever the reason, I have $500 that I set aside months ago to buy new tires with, and it looks like I won't be spending that money on tires any time soon. And those of you you who know me understand how much I enjoy not spending money when i don't have to.
I got my car back from the shop yesterday evening, transportation courtesy of my brother Mark, who is in town from Iowa on his spring break. Some people go to Mexico and engage in drunken debauchery for spring break, but my brother comes to Missouri and eats cookies. While cookies are good, they don't rate very high on the debauchery scale. Anyway, my bro took me to the body shop, and I now have my own car back. They fixed the dent, so all is good. The only thing that didn't go as planned was the fact that the repair work took three days, instead of the two that I had been told over the phone. I had gotten permission to work from home for two days, so that I would not have to rent a car. I was never going to get permission for a third day, however, so I had to rent a car for one day so I could get to work. I will hand it to Hertz; they made it very easy. They drove the car to my house and just checked my drivers' license and left me the keys. Ah, the joys of being #1 club Gold. So I ended up with an extra $40 expense, but it could have been a lot worse.
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Not exactly, but I could be. I am working from home today and tomorrow while my car is in the shop for body repairs. Fun! I am lucky enough to be working from home on perhaps the nicest days in St. Louis over the last few months, so I will have to abuse the situation somehow.My younger brother, Mark, is coming in to town today from Iowa. He is here on spring break. The man is 29 years old, and is still in school, so he still gets sprint break. Crazy. We are going to try to get together on Saturday morning to go hiking, which will be cool, as I haven't been hiking since autumn last year. Mark will go hiking when it is freezing, but I won't. The good weather looks like it won't stick with us into the weekend, but it shouldn't be too bad.And, finally, I would like to give a giant raspberry to the NCAA tournament selection committee. They are just a bunch of haters. Granted, I knew that they wouldn't give Missouri State an at-large bid, because they showed last year that they have no respect for the Bears at all. That being said, all of the mid-majors conferences got rocked this year, and it's not right! Pitchforks and torches, people! We're off to storm the castle!
Opening Day, baby! Whoooooooooo!!