One of the random online diaries I read every so often is this one. She’s into music in a big way, and lately has been talking a lot about some guy named Matt Nathanson. We seem to have similar musical tastes (she loves U2, Guster, etc), and the other night I was browsing the iTunes store, so on a whim I downloaded Matt Nathanson’s album. I’ve been listening to it for the past couple days. And it’s great!
Anyway. We had a softball game last night, and I can’t hit for crap. It is so frustrating. I stand way back from the plate and choke up on the bat, and yet I still can’t seem to get the barrel on the ball. It’s always closer to the handle, and the ball flies like 15 feet. I seriously need to go to the batting cages, and ideally I’d find someone to come watch me and critique my stance. Jen says she thinks I lean way over when I swing, and that’s why I’m having problems. If that’s the case, I need to work on standing up straight as I swing. I did get to play first base though last night, and that was a lot of fun. I’d love to play first full-time (outfield is so intimidating), but I think Katie has first all sewn up. (She couldn’t play last night because she did something weird to her neck.)
Got my hair(s) cut yesterday. She highlighted the top in another step towards my natural hair color (after a year of dark brown hair, blond highlights look really light to me, but c’est la vie), gave the layers a trim, and styled it to look all flirty and curly and cute again. And then of course I had to go put it up in a ponytail for softball. Ah well.
Perhaps I am just not destined for flirty, curly, cute hair.
The weekend is going to be fairly busy, again. Tomorrow morning, Buzz, Ron, Gavin, Jess, Mitzi and I are running as a centipede (six people connected together) in the Bayou City Classic 10K. Buzz and I are dressing up as aliens on the loose and looking to phone home, with the other four dressing up as the scientists chasing us. It should be a lot of fun, and we’re hoping to win a costume prize. I’ll be sure to take plenty of pictures and post them. Oh, and afterward we get to go to Fred’s birthday lunch still sweaty and in costume. Sunday I’m helping out with Houston Georgia Tech Club scholarship interviews and hopefully playing soccer (if the rains stays away).
P.S. There was an interesting story in the New York Times today about how many Division I college women’s basketball programs have men’s practice squads…basically, the women practice against men in order to hone their skills. The idea was pretty interesting, and seems to be a win-win situation for those involved. The male players are great, and could probably play ball at a Division II or III university. They get to play basketball, and have a stake in the women’s teams, and as the article says, “Universally, the male practice players become ambassadors for the women’s game…”I tell guys all the time that these girls are better than any other guy in the school who isn’t on the men’s basketball team.”” And the women benefit from playing against tougher practice opponents. Neat.
