today i shall attempt to reprogram sort to meet my needs. i hope to accomplish this by the time i leave work this evening to go see the braves (hurrah!) play the astros. it will be tough, and sort will probably scream at me a lot, and spit out junk variables and data, but i think it might be possible. wish me luck.
yesterday i read an article about how baseball attendance is down, and what could be done about it. today i read an article about yesterday’s toronto blue jays game, where the team sold tickets for $1 and sold out the entire 48,000 seat stadium. the move was meant to calm fears about sars, but it seems to me that anyone with a little sense could look at this situation and realize that “hmm, maybe we would sell more tickets if they weren’t quite so expensive.” i’m not saying sell tickets for a dollar. i am saying that maybe $12 to sit at the tip top of the upper deck way down the first base line is a bit much.
as nice as the new park is, i miss the days when the astros played in the astrodome, and you could sit in center field for a dollar next to the guy who fired a cannon each time an astro hit a home run.
so i asked cindy, our division’s adminstrative person extraordinaire, to remind someone about my burned-out lightbulb. it turns out that they (i don’t know who “they” are, but oh well) have 30 days from the date the light goes out to replace it. 30 days!! how absurd is it that i have to wait up to 30 days for someone to come change a damn light bulb that i could just as easily do myself! the worst part is that i could just go out and buy a new bulb, but then i’d get in trouble for changing it. argh. government.
last night we had two volleyball games. i enjoy playing, but i am also an easily frustrated person, and losing by a large margin each and every time, each and every week (with two exceptions where we’ve lost 21-25) gets really old. i dunno. we’re not that incredibly bad, we just don’t communicate. it is frustrating. i guess most of us have never played enough organized sports for the instinct to call the ball to really set in. i certainly don’t have that instinct.
after volleyball we went to chuck e. cheese for debbie’s birthday. that was an entertaining time, eating pizza and then playing their limited selection of games. but they had skee ball, which is all i really care about. all together, we got enough tickets for debbie to get a dinosaur water gun and a mini incredible hulk.
