Day/End

I want to go back to the weekend because the weekend was nice and the weekdays are not. Today is just a numb day and I'm trying to pass some time until I can get out of here. I'm leaving early to drive to Columbus tonight (then Cincinnati in the morning to look at apartments), but I need to stick around till at least 3:30 in case someone comes in or something happens to my patients. My mind is not here right now and I just want to get in the car.

Like I said, the weekend was fantastic, but I think it made me a little tired. I went to the Indians game on Friday which they won 15 to 3. I know as a baseball fan you're supposed to like low scoring games because it's more exciting, the pitching's better, etc, but I've always liked high scoring games. Home runs, RBIs, keep them coming. Mustard (of the Sugardale Racing Hot Dogs) made a surprise appearance in the nosebleed seats, which made me smile....Ketchup was up there in another section and Onion was nowhere to be found. Following the game were Michael Jackson fireworks - that is, fireworks occurring while Michael Jackson's music played, not fireworks in the shape of Michael Jackson - and "Don't Stop Till You Get Enough" appears to have taken permanent residence in my head.

Saturday was initially a traumatic day for me - I'm at the parade minding my own business when the Krazy Kops drag me into their prison vehicle for "impersonating a prisoner" (I was wearing a striped shirt). They let me get off shortly after (actually, I kind of wanted to ride it for the rest of the parade), but the damage was done. The best part was that my mom and I were just telling Tim that we've always been afraid that the Krazy Kops will take us away even though we've never seen that happen. Someone remind me to not wear stripes next Fourth of July. I recovered and the rest of the day was spent at Dutton's finding out I'm actually quite awesome at Beer Pong (granted, I didn't have anything to drink, but that's only because I can't stand beer and that's all there was), holding a cute cute puppy, watching the fireworks with Ryann (always always entertaining), and trying to get the "George Washington" song out of my head (it's still in there, right next to "Don't Stop Till You Get Enough").

On Sunday, I went to Cedar Point with Tim, Peter, Sarah, Jason and Libby (who sadly did not get there till later in the day, stupid Libby having a job). I was expecting it to be horribly busy and crowded, but it wound up having the shortest waits I've ever experienced at Cedar Point. The longest we waited was about an hour for Maverick and that's including at least 10 minutes where the ride was broken down. We pretty much walked onto Magnum, Gemini, Blue Streak, Mantus and Raptor (the second time - the first time we waited a little bit), and only had a 25 minute ride for Top Thrill Dragster. It was thoroughly awesome.