The Ramblings of Austgen

I returned from the near-city of my birth today…to five hours of work in the lab. But that is neither here nor there. Chicago did well to kick my ass. To recap…Friday, attended the massacare that was the Cubs game…not only to see the Cubs dole out 20 hits, but the Old Man, Greg “MadDog” Maddox hit one out. That was great. Then hit six or so bars (Bernie’s, Murphy’s Bleachers, blahblahblah) got a FOUR POUND (or so) burrito, went to another bar, then went back to Marco (POLO!!)’s place. Walk about six miles in the stretch. Unfortunately, on the way home my GI tract revolted, and the burrito was a casulty. Sucked, cause I wasn’t drunk…either the mexican was bad, or I was so full of food and beer and such that the body just gave up. But, Friday=good…..also, more mad props to THE BAGGER for the jersey….someone had to ask who’s it was, and I think I was then only one with that specific number…didn’t make it out to Cousin #3’s gig….Marco (POLO!!) and I were wrecked my 10 pm…

Saturday began with sleep and a message from a friend in NY that was drunk dialing me after a bachlorette party…she couldn’t understand why my phone would have been off at 1:30 in the morning…eh. Stupid neighbor girl when and backed into my car…but, now I get a free paint job for the car. After hanging at Cousin #2’s for a while, when into the city to hook up with Cousin #3 and fiance, to hit the Chicago Blues Fest down by the lake. The food was awesome (pad thai noodles, and mustard fried catfish) but I got to see BUDDY GUY!!!! Man, that guy can whail on the guitar. After watching part of his show, we wandered around the lakefront, watched the fireworks, then the longest “L” ride of my life.

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I’m up here in the Chicago sprawl, currently hanging with my boy Marco (POLO!!). In three hours I will be in Wrigleyville, attending this afternoon’s contest of the Cubs and the Red Sox…consequently, this is the first time that the Sox have ever been to Wrigley. Played in Comisky (sp?) in 1918 for the series. Then I’m heading to the Beat Kitchen later tonight to watch Cousin #3 play, and maybe meet up with Cousin #2 and 2-alpha. Also, big thanks to THE BAGGER for loaning my his 1984 Lee Smith home alternate. Looking pimp.

The weekend doesn’t stop with today’s excitment. Tomorrow going to head to cousin #2’s place and maybe hit the Blues Fest in the City, then going to Soilder Field to catch the Fire play FC Dallas….baseball, soccer and beer….gotta love it.

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So, got in the 10 service at Our Lady of Lourdes (sp?) this morning. Or what I like to call “the Circus”. It’s kinda difficult to go to OLoL sometimes, after going to Newman. Newman is college aged kids, a few town-folk, and that random visitor. OLoL is families of ages and sizes…which means young children…and to quote the Grinch…”all that NOISE, NOISE, NOISE!!!” I heard one child BARKING!!! But, I wore a smile through it all. This place as young couples with kids…and elder children that go…don’t see that at home. Most of the services in Granite are sparsley attended and much, much older in the mean age. Really disheartening to see. But, that place is rather silly, anyway.

Softball was again a success….won the game in five innings, and I had that craziest thing happen. Had a hard grounder to me, and was lined up to field it. But, the next thing that I know, it flying through the air towards Darla at Short…never hit my glove, but did careen of my brace…Never-the-less, we played well againts a team that we should have beat the last time we played them. This week is the other team in the building, and MBS, the best team in the league…a team that doesn’t belong in this league…

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