Dear Prudence

Not sure what THEBOY did to the CD player in the van, but since last night it’s refused to play anything except “Dear Prudence” by the Beatles.

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He and I had a fine time at the Roughriders game Friday night, by the way. The drive up 121 to Frisco is no fun, but once we got there everything went without a hitch. We had tickets that Erik Hood gave me. Since we spent nothing to get in, it meant we could spend more on junk food and souvenirs!

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Hot Rangers prospect John Danks pitched, and he looked good. Not great though. Lots of his outs were fly balls caught at the warning track, and that won’t cut it down the road in Arlington. Those fly balls leave the park without so much as an adios there.

Steve Karsay, cut by the Yankees and picked up by Texas earlier this season, looked lousy. Everything was up in the zone and had little or no movement. This guy looks like he’s got nothing left.

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My fantasy baseball team is 11-1. The next best record is 7-5. Henley’s team is 5-7. Anything can happen in the playoffs, of course, but I’m not exactly shakin’ in my boots at this point.

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THEGIRL has started talking a bit more. It’s fun to ask her what a cow says to hear her say, “Moooooo,” or to hear her sweet “Hiiieeeee” (hi) when she gets out of bed in the morning. She’s a pretty happy-go-lucky little gal.

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Bored bored bored…