It’s official.  I went to an Arkansas Razorbacks baseball game yesterday.  I am officially a Razorback fan.

 

Holy heck, they have a ton of fans.  There were over six thousand people at the game, and they really get into it.  I’m telling you, it was COLD out, and no one cared.  (I cared.)  I even got to see an actual, real-life grand-slam.  It was pretty amazing.

 

After the game, we went to a barbecue.  I guess the couple whose house it was had just gotten a new grill, and twenty pounds of chicken and wanted to grill it up for everyone.  I’m a little spoiled when it comes to grilling, but it was really good.  I guess I didn’t have that great of a time because all of the people there were “with” someone, and it was awkward.  I don’t really know how to describe the feeling, but it was one that I didn’t like.  So I came home and went to bed.

 

Spend the day today cleaning.  It’s barely noon, and my house is clean.  I have some projects that I’d like to do… so I’m going to go to Walmart and buy the supplies.  Should be cheap, and fun, and most of all – distracting.