Ain't No Sunshine

My seasonal depression just got worse.


Doug Melvin has said he isn't going to bring my dear Craigy Counsell back for next year.

Is...is this what heartbreak feels like? 

Am I ever going to be able to smile again?

Will I be about the watch a Brewers game next season without choking up knowing his ass isn't riding the pine? 

I may need to drink to cope with this.

Read these

No. That's not a suggestion, that's a command.

Read them.

Do it.

First it's the Chicken Runs at Midnight story which is touching.

And then this old yet still funny thing about Craig Counsell's age/young looks.

Read.... NOW

Ok I found another to read. 

Unbiased

I don't ever want to be accused of being bias towards the Brewers and/or my favorite player. So (Ok that's a total lie. I'm biased to the Brewers.) But last night Craig Counsell made a bit of a blunder on the basepathes that stopped what might have been a bit of a glimmering hope for the Crew. So today, he sucks for that.
I'm sorry. It's called tough love, deal with it. Though snaps to him on producing the only run of the game! See he did something good and then he did something bad, got thrown out easily at third for the last out of the inning. That's a big ol' no-no according to Rock. And I believe what Rock says when it comes to baseball.

Now for something completely unrelated...I know right? Something not Brewers related? Shocking!

Anyway, I was chillin' with Addisyn for a little bit the other day and I love that the girl is smart! I know babies are a whole heck of a lot smarter then we give them credit for but to actually see it is fun. You say bye bye! and she starts to wave. She found a hair tie the other day and what did she do? She started to pull at her hair like "hey you! Yeah you! I know where that goes! It goes right here!" You give her a phone she puts it up to her ear and starts to babble. Though she always puts it up there backwards... I was sitting on the floor and picked up her shoes and put them on my feet-well my toe- she took it off my toe, sat down handed it to me and held up her leg wanting me to put it on her. It's just so damn cute!

She says thank you when it's appropriate. You have something she wants she'll hold out her hand, you give it to her and it's "tant too!" Such a polite little girl! I love the palms up shrug she does when you ask her a question like "Addisyn! Where is the puppy?" She looks at you and shrugs. She had Tyler's hat while I was holding her so she tried to put it on my head. She'll give you a hug and a kiss if you ask for it which is perhaps the best thing of all. Though it looks like she's trying to bite your face off when she gives you a kiss but it's alright. I don't know what her filter is but to some people if you ask for a kiss she'll put her cheek out for that person to kiss and for another she'll give one to.

She's just so ridiculously adorable at times it hurts.

Bust a Move

Señor Counsell just seems like he'd be good at dancing. Evidence of this statement includes:

Exhibit A-
Exhibit B-
Exhibit C-
Exhibit D-
Exhibit E-
Ok I could go on but I think it's starting to come across creepy...or just observant. Naw. A little creepy.

Hey did you know he's from...

What is with people and telling me where Craig Counsell is from?

Seriously. What is with that? Any time someone finds out he's my favorite player the conversation goes something like this.

Me- blah blah blah Craig Counsell is my favorite.
Person-Counsell eh? He's a good guy.
Me-Yeah.
Person-You know he's from Wisconsin?
Me-(internal sigh) Yeah.
Person-Whitefish Bay!
Me-Uh huh.

And this is how I'd prefer the conversation to go.

Me- blah blah blah Craig Counsell is my favorite.
Person-Counsell eh? He's a good guy. (apparently I talk to a lot of Canadians)
Me-Yeah.
Person-You know he's from Wisconsin?
Me-YES!
Person-Whitefish Bay.
Me- I FREAKING KNOW HE'S FROM MOTHER F-ING WHITE-FRIGGIN-FISH BAY! I'm no casual fan! My favorite player is Craig Counsell moron! He doesn't exactly top the list of favorite players! I know my shit!

Su-heriously! What is with that?

Brett Favre! You know he's from Mississippi right?

I pity the fool who next says that to me. I might lash out irrationally, Neil. (what movie?!)

See this whole thing came about today at work when I was looking at my pocket Brewer schedule (So I have one...or two. Don't you judge!) And made a comment about how I get a free magnet schedule on Opening Day. This sparked a convo with a coworker that lead to me saying that I'm going to have to break down and buy that Craig Counsell jersey this year finally. (those bitches are expeeeeeeeensive!) Anyway. Besides the whole you know he's from Whitefish Bay thing I learned that I might have to prove to said coworker that I know my stuff. I don't watch the game cause I like it when they bend over to field a grounder. That's just an added bonus.

Oh and btw. While he might be considered a native son of Wisconsin, the dude was born in Indiana. Look in the media guide or even the active roster on the web site, suckers.


.....I feel creepy now....

Calendar Boy

Hello Mr. February!
How amazing is this calendar?! It's a sign! A sign of what I don't know but it just is! What are the odds he would be my birthday month? Fine. 1 in 12 but whatever!

Though while looking at my calendar as it hangs on the wall it made me a little sad because this picture of JJ I have up caught my eye...and he is no longer with the team.
It is going to be gorgeous in here once the calendar turns!

No news to report. The store has owned my soul these past few days/weeks. Have I mentioned how bad I need to get out of there? Maybe just a little? Alright.

Clam chowder party people!

O Happy Day!

Hooray!

The Brewers resigned Craig Counsell! There's no need to kick him or Doug Melvin in the shins anymore!

Yaaaaaaaay!
I know the picture isn't of the best quality but I like the legs.

Cumpleaños feliz

Guess what today is?

It is.....


Yes, Craig Counsell's birthday!


Let's just not discuss how old he is...

The Reason Why

I've got to thinking. Perhaps my new quasi-infatuation with Frank Catalanotto of the Brewers has something to do with more then just his at bat song. His batting stance somewhat resembles that of Craig Counsell's! Well, his old batting stance. You know the one where is hands were above his head and he was all twisted up and looked like one wrong move and he'd bust something. Craig has now moved on to a more traditional stance, le sigh. While Frankie's is far from the strange contortion of Craigo's old one, it has some resemblance.
See that is the old Craig Counsell on the left. So strange, so strange. But oh how I loved it. I miss it. I can't lie. He's too normal now. I don't care that his batting has gotten way better, I miss the old. Ok that's a lie. I like it that he is doing amazazazazazaing this season.

See, now that is Frank's on the right. He gets his hand on up there, not nearly as high as what Craig used to do but there they are. All by his head, the bat kinda sticks out there too. Frank has a bit of a Gary Sheffield waggle going on with his stance. That adds pimp points to it. Did I really just say pimp points? Yes, yes I did. Wow.

Do you like how I'm spicing up the pictures? Not just smack dab in the middle. Thought I'd try something new. Experiment. Crazy stuff.

Nothing much is going on with me. Still trying to find a job before having to bite the bullet and go back to the store. I really do not want to go there. No no no.

Hasta la pasta punks.

No Más

Ay! No more college for meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Well unless I go and get a Master's which I'm really not seriously thinking about doing right now.

Anyway. All done! I done gone got me a degree. Well so I assume. I don't plan on failing any classes.

Now the million dollar question is what am I to do with myself. I'm giving myself until August to hopefully land a job or find one sort of better suited to me then the frigg-ass grocery store. But if I don't then money is money and it's back to asking my most favoritests phrase ever: "paper or plastic?"

I got plans of sending out letters to the local newspapers to say hey if you need a freelancer at any time, give me a call yo. And I'm thinking about starting a website-another blog actually, I'm not gonna pay for a website!- for photography. Showcase some stuff, ya know, shit like that. I figure it can't hurt. I'm trying to sweet talk my mom into sweet talking her bosses into hiring me out to go take pictures of houses and buildings to showcase what they do for pretty much nothing. I got the time so I might as well cover all my bases.

I think so far the best job I've applied to that I really, really, really would love to get is a researcher for a congressional magazine in DC. I love research! I don't know why but I enjoy doing it. That would be badass.

Alright well-oh! No! Wait! I do have something else to say! Rickie Weeks is out for the season! Under normal circumstances this is not something one would be happy about but 1) I do not like Rickie Weeks and 2) That means Craig Counsell is going to be getting more playing time! I do feel a little bad since this year he wasn't quite sucking with the force of a shop vac, I'd call it more of a dirt devil level of suckyness but I still don't really like him. Point number 2 also makes it a little better.

Ok now I think I'm done.

Au River.

Since When?

Ok. Since when are you supposed to refrigerate soy sauce? Teriyaki sauce? Hell, I never even knew you were supposed to shake teriyaki until I was cooking and looked up in the cupboard that have the sauce in it and noticed that the bottom was darker. This is all news to me! I figure we've been eating room temperature sauces for quite sometime now with no ill effects as to speak of so why waste any fridge space by putting them in?

In other news, from the always credible Onion newspaper, it turns out Craig Counsell was actually the best player during the steriod era. Here, read.

NEW YORK—After the records of players who used performance-enhancing drugs are carefully removed, statistics provided by the Elias Sports Bureau indicate that lifetime .255 hitter Craig Counsell was the best player of the past 15 years. "If you judge them on the basis of pure physical ability, you're left with Craig Counsell," said ESB representative Patrick Wondolowski, adding that Counsell's 35 career home runs narrowly beat out Quinton McCracken's 21 and pitcher Glendon Rusch's three. Upon hearing the news, broadcaster Bob Uecker lauded the Brewers utilityman as "one of the best I ever saw, if we're talking about those who I can say without a doubt never took steroids. He came this close to stealing a base off of Ivan Rodriguez, and I swear I heard him foul tip a Roger Clemens fastball. The kid could flat-out steroid-free play. One time he was playing third base and he caught a Rafael Palmeiro line drive—just caught it, right in his mitt." When asked about his Hall of Fame chances, Counsell dodged the question by asking if anyone had a few bucks so he could go buy a sandwich.

Hehe. It made me giggle even though they are rippin' on him some.

Got the NCIS Official Soundtrack yesterday! Woooooooohooo! Now if I ever want to throw my roommate for a loop, I can just play the theme song at a weird time and be like "what? NCIS is just starting at 8:47." I also picked up a Seether CD. Only 7 bucks, can't go wrong.

Ayait. I'm outtie.

Gray skies are gonna clear up, put on a happy face!

Holy crap on a stick party people!

I have numerous things to be ecstatic about. No...no baby yet. I'm getting so sick of waiting on the little thing! Which is funny because just image how the parents are feeling. I want my Addison or Aiden!

First off, my Jezebel has all her software and I'm currently using her. I'll still use Francisco as my primary but since I got back here later tonight I didn't want to fire the ol' boy up.

Secondly, CRAIG COUNSELL WILL BE A BREWER AGAIN!
Yippie Skippie hopefully-not-tainted Peanut Butter!Yeah I might have totally stole my picture decorating thing from pinkisthenewblog. I'm better then Trent.

Isn't it the most exciting thing ever?! And you know what adds to the sweet, sweet, sweetness of his return to a Brewers uniform? (alright he never left one but still!) I'm going to Phoenix for Spring Break! Yeah! How cool is that? My g-units are going down this year for the winter after,like, a three-four year absence. So I get to spend my days at the ballpark watching my boys get their asses in gear for the season. And think of the pictures I can take! Maryville isn't going to be nearly as big as Miller Park so regardless of seats I can slap the zoom lens on and away I go. Violating personal space from 75 yards.

Phoenix is also gonna be cool because perhaps I'll try to find some job interviews out there, ya know, not slack off completely. And I want to take some desert pictures. I haven't been there since my sophomore year of high school. Or junior year...I dunno know but I'm really looking forward to it.

Me and the Abag are going alone. Mom and dad are going to get to Phoenix the day we leave. We'll actually be in Dallas at about the same time I guess catching our connecting flights. I haven't been on an airplane since the last time we went to AZ. I told ash that she'd have to make sure I was awake to get of the plane since I plan on drugging up for the flight. Though not really since it's only a 5 hour one so that'd be a little hard I guess.

Right-o. So that's gotta be the most news I've had in quite some time!

Keep on keeping on gnome slices!

Declined

My seasonal depression has just got darker.

The Brewers have declined Craig Counsell's option for next season.

Those rat bastards.

But there's still hope I guess. They're still negotiating a lower price. But I'm not holding my breath.

As what seems to be a theme, I have once again put my feelings into an illustration. Who needs Photoshop when I have Microsoft Word?

They always seem bigger...

...that's what she said.

annnnnnnnnnd that was lame. My apologies. I'm slightly depressed right now. And by slightly I mean I'm drunk. Oh, no I'm not. But a bit of my soul is.

That's it.

Actually no, no that is not it! To further illustrate my grief let me tell you about the song that fits my feelings. It's by one Mr. Michael Bolton. And it goes something like this:

HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO LIVE WITHOUT YOU ? (Michael Bolton)
I could hardly believe it When I heard the news today I had to come and get it straight from you They said you were leavin' Someone swept you heart away From the look upon your face I see it's true So tell me all about it, tell me 'bout the plans you're makin' Then tell me one thing more before I go
Chorus: Tell me how am I supposed to live without you Now that I've been lovin' you so long How am I supposed to live without you How am I supposed to carry on When all that I've been livin' for is gone
I didn't come here for cryin' Didn't come here to breakdown It's just a dream of mine is coming to an end An how can I blame you When I built my world around The hope that someday we'd be so much more than friends And I don't wanna know the price I'm gonna pay for dreaming When even now it's more than I can take
Chorus
And I don't wanna face the price I'm gonna pay for dreaming Now that your dream has come true
Chorus

And if you don't know how the song actually goes try this:

Well screw that shit. I was gonna actually attempt to embed a video from youtube but I know when I've been beat and blogger has once again won this round. Like I know what the hell it means to close a tag.

Anyway here it is. I don't know why there's Spanish subtitles but there are.

...I hate you blogger...I hate you!

Ah, ah, ah, ah stayin' alive! Stayin' alive!

Editors note: In light of the recent loss of the Milwaukee Brewers at the hands of the phucking Philadelphia Phillies, this blog entry will be channeling the events of last night so no depression and/or thoughts of sweet sorrow will be displayed. That will be saved for the next one. shit.

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!

The Brewers won! Woot woot! And I was there to see the magic! Weeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!

Oh the game was a blast! Brewers got all over Philly right away and stayed that way. Rickie Weeks got hurt early in the game, which is good cuz he sucks more then a ho, and that meant Craig Counsell came in! That was amazing, not gonna lie.

I hate you Rickie Weeks! I HATE YOU!

Sorry. I can't help myself. It's like he has puddy for hands. He can't catch anything. You could probably walk over, place the ball in his glove and he'd still drop it. He is that big of a loser.

But my man is Mr Cool. He can turn double plays even while getting mowed down by Shane Victorino. Ya that's right Shane. You try that shit again and you'll see what happens! But the Phillies got it on that play. A run had scored but uh uh. Since it was interference against Counsell the runners had to go back which meant no run scored. Mwahaha!

Not gonna lie. As it was all going down I didn't know what the hell was happening. The downside to not watching on TV.

I think pictures do it justice more so here. Three albums from the game for you to see.

The first playoff win at Miller Park

So what if I like Craig Counsell...

The Final Chapter: NLDS Game 3

Yes, I get picture happy. So what. Who knows when this will happen again? It was 26 years last time.

Oh the excitement of yesterday was better then being drunk! Which I wasn't thank you. It was decided this was a game to be remembered so no excessive drinking. I did have a pina colada while at the game though. Mmmmmmmm. It was deeeeeeeelic!

And no one claimed the seat right next to me so after a few innings Briana came and sat by me. Though the people to my right were kind of lame. I was the second seat from the end of the row so the old man sat in the seat right at the end which was awkward. Then I got up to take a piss and when I came back his wife was in the seat right next to me! So I had to squeeze in there. I was like what the hell people. You have four seats, the other two you're with aren't here right now so go sit in those ones and stop crowding me! Then they left so I told Briana to come over. And she did and the old guy came back and didn't look happy about having to sit in his seat. Oh! And when they came at first he totally said I was in their seat and I was like bitch please. I think you're wrong.

Anyway. Their irked me some because none of them would stand up! Like when Bush had a guy in a 2-2 count and the crowd was on their feet, they sat. I wanted to shake them and scream GET UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUPPPPP! It's a FREAKING playoff game! but I didn't. And the old lady was wearing red, the Phillies color. What the hell?

Ok. Well that's it.

I need to get my stalk on

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

So I went to the Brewers' rally yesterday at the Summerfest grounds with some people and I was like 5 feet from the stage. Which ment when the players came out and went up to talk I was five feet from the players!

Weeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Here's a picture from Milwaukee Journal Sentinel. Ryan Braun is signing some autographs (and no, I didn't get any *le sigh*) and I'm in it as well!

Hehe! Amazing! But I am PISSED! PISSED I SAY! I left my beloved Craig Counsell shirt at home and it would have been the perfect opportunity to get it autographed because he was RIGHT FREAKIN' THERE! Damnit! I'm just overall disturbed that I forgot it. Seriously? How the hell could I do that?

If you'd like to see for yourself here is a link to the album on facebook. I took more pictures but those are the cream of the crop.

I also broke down and bought an NL Wild Card tshirt at a semi-"we have you here and are caught up in the moment so we're gonna screw you with your pants on" price. It's ok though. There's logic behind it. 1) I want it for the series and don't know when I'd be able to go buy one before it starts and 2) The money I ponied up is money I'll save on gas! ok so I wouldn't spend 7 extra bucks on gas but that's ok. I gotta buy it when I can. I am not waiting 26 years for another chance!

Look at its beauty!

ok freaks and geeks I'm out. Remember, 2 p.m. central time tomorrow on TBS Brewers @ Phillies! Watch it and root for Milwaukee. But if they start to suck and you don't normally watch the games, please stop watching. That's all I ask.

Peace!

nice sac...rifice

Hey, hey, hey.

hey.

What's happening? Yeah nothing much here but I just feel the need to blog so it doesn't become neglected.

So I blog.

Let's see...anything to say? Nuh. Well, there is the fact my man is awesome. My man being Craig Counsell of course. Hit the game winning sacrifice fly in the 9th yesterday. Yeah. He is just that amazing. Did I watch it? Oh you bet I didn't. I was at work. Though I did know the game was tied going into the 9th and then I did find out they won but I didn't know that it was my man who won it for them until after work. A nice way to go into the All-Star Break I think.

Tra la la la la.

Leaving for WW in a little bit, just wasting some time.

Good news. Almost my 200th entry. Wow right? No, not really.

Hmm. No Brewer games for a while...what will I watch on TV at night? I already watched the full season of House. I should have saved it. I wasn't thinking. Silly me.

Blach. Alright. Enough of this.

¡Adios amigos!

Ex-squeeze me? Baking Powder?

Had my first exam today. I think it went pretty good. Paid off to study that's for sure. One question I didn't know the answer to it was something like "What is a downward headline?" and I wanted to put "a really bad idea?" as my answer but didn't. Should have but I made up some lame-o answer. I guess my really bad idea answer would seem lame if you don't understand typography or publication layout. Not that I do too much but yeah.

Um anyway...

Score! Counsell is playing tonight. Woot woot! And I get to watch the whoooooooooooooooole game. Makes me so happy when he plays. He hasn't pintched hit lately either and that irks me. Especially when they send in Tony Gwynn who is also a lefty and just played the other night while Counsell has been on the bench rusting up. But tonight he's in. A woohoo! I'll be studying in front of the ol' boob tube tonight!

The only thing I don't like about watching the Brewer games is Trinni. TRINNI! The sideline reporter that pisses me off. Don't know why but she does. Whenever she talks I can't help but say "Shut up Trinni!" She just...ah! Something about her rubs me the wrong way. She could very well be a nice person but I just can't stand the woman.

Blast! I have a list of vocab and terms to know and the book doesn't have a freaking glossary. What the hell is that shit all about? I mean honestly. They have an index but that's bitching and I don't think it lists all that I need to know.

The only good thing about studying, aside from the fact it makes it so I don't fail, I get to use all my pretty, pretty pens! My felt tip markers are getting their money worth. I'm thinking of doing a little sharpie action but that all depends on how I feel about getting a high later. Though my window is open...meh. Brain cells, they needs rest so why not fry 'em?

Aw I love having my window open. I get to eavesdrop without trying.

Ding dong the bitch is gone! Um right. I don't know what that's all about.

Holy sneezebuckets batman! I think I have allergies. My nose hurts. Like it literally hurts. It has this stingy/pinchy sensation going on. It's driving me crazy! And the last time I took an allergy pill I got itchy skin and really hot so I'm thinking no on an encore to that.

Stop it nose! Stop it stop it STOP IT!

...katie done gone crazy.

Alright. I'm off to study.

Gross!

The Brewers traded Gabe Gross today after he scored the game winning run in extra innings.

Ouch.

Poor fella. Sure I've been damning him because he hasn't been to hot but today he did good and then blam-o! Off to Tampa Bay you go for a minor league pitching prospect. Things just move so fast in baseball! It is such a sport for commitment-phobs.

Thanks to extra innings I go to watch part of the game today which is always fantastic in my book. And extra fantastic today because Counsell was playing so I got to see more then just a pinch hit. But SERIOUSLY! why is it every single fooooooking time he starts a game I can't watch it? Is this karma or something? Aye yi yi.

Sorry but another Brewers aside...

Last year as a team (and by team I mean a vast majority of players...I'm lookin' at you Rickie Weeks and Turnbow!) they wore rally pants , then they shaved their heads and now this year so far it's about facial hair. And some of the guys look really, really bad with a mustache. I mean like porn star 'stache bad or creepy child molester bad. I'm sorry Carlos Villanueva...your 'stache makes it look like you should be the star in a really, really, really bad adult film. And Corey Hart, you look like you'd be violating your parole by getting within a 100 feet of a child. Corey Hart doesn't look creepy if he goes with the full beard as seen earlier this year, it's the just mustache look that does not suit him. Then again I think no man with blond hair should grow facial hair of any sort. For one it doesn't really show up that well unless they grow a ton and then I just find most times it makes the person look like a goon.

...I wonder what it's like to have a mustache. I should ask my mom. Ohhhhhhhhh SNAP! Kidding! Kidding! My mother isn't one of those ladies!

Then again if I could, or if I did have the capability of growing one I'd fall into the category of creepster by my own rules. Aside from the fact that I'm a girl and having a 'stache would be weird regardless of color.

It's just interesting how some guys can rock both the facial hair and none. Then some guys should never go a day without shaving and then some guys only look good when they got hair on their face. The wonders of the world never cease. I guess it's sorta of the equivalent of hair length on women. Except it takes months to grow your hair out and a dude like a week to get a goatee. Unless you're my brother and then you need a month to even get a five o'clock shadow. That doesn't warrant an Ohhhh SNAP! Because it's the cold hard truth.

I don't think I've thought this hard about facial hair since Apollo Ohno brought the soul-sole patch to the mainstream. And Howie Mandel's was thought provoking when he was on Leno or Conan and said how at some waxing place in Hollywood had a wax called the Howie Mandel. Oh how you know you've made it when they name one of those after you.

That was a lot of hair talk.

Could you take my picture? Cuz I won't remember...

Picture time holmes. I'm having a debate as to if I should post the public links to my facebook albums...hmmm... it isn't like I'm participating in an Tom Foolery...hmm...nothing incrimidating...hmmm. Dunno, that's a ton of pictures. I know....a slide show!

(rat bastard didn't work...just look at the link!)


Um so I hope that worked...uh anyways...



look at this picture!

Holla! Oh yah! Ashley made me wait a week until she put that online...the dirty whore. Take a wild guess who it is. Yeah, you're most likely right.

Ok I gotta do homework. Booo.

I need to get my stalk on

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOO!

Totally went to the Brewer game on Saturday, totally was like two feet from Mr Counsell, totally got his autograph and totally did not say a single word or make eye contact with him. hehehehe.

I did while the line was winding down but once I got to the table, nope. Took the little cards they had there semi-pre autographed and went on my merry little way. I did then take pictures while sitting in the stands not too far away very creepy like but that was about it. The man in front of us in line, us being Ashley and myself. My mommy and daddy were there too but didn't wait in line, they instead started to drink at 1030 in the morning which isn't unusual for our family. Anyhoo, the man. I think his name was Jimmy. He was older, I'm guessing 50-60, had a bubbling personality and would talk to us about anything. And he talked to us the whole time in line which was about 45 minutes. Anyways, Jimmy is what I'd classify as a mild stalker. He's the dude that waits outside after the games trying to get autographs while the players are going to their cars. He hops fences to get them. Me? Not so much. I do my stalking in a controlled, acceptable, environment. Such as the Brewers on deck where the players are sitting there expecting people to come up to them. Ashely took a total paparazzi picture of Ozzie Chavez, stuck the camera right in his face. Well it wasn't right there but still very paparazzi. My mission was to get a Counsell autograph and I got a Counsell autograph. Also a Brian Shouse one since he was at the same table. Wanna see it? I know you do, later.

Whew! The game was pretty sweet, though we left during the seventh inning. (Not my idea, obviously) Got some good pictures, got in the baseball mood, got vamped for Friday.

Dissappointed I didn't get to see JJ or Prince. Saw Ben Sheets, Jeff Suppan, Mike Cameron, Eric Gange (who is already on my list after almost blowing the game yesterday. Seriously! One game in the season!) Bill Hall, Corey Hart, well obviously Craig Counsell and Brian Shouse while milling about the stadium.

For pictures from the game take a looksy

And a quick picture of the picture wall I have created from the pictures. ...I said pictures about two too many times....(Psst! Remember what pisses me off? Good...good. Blogger and putting pictures on it! Ooooooooh it makes me angry!

Yay!

The whole shabang.

Oh look what my new camera can do! Just pick up one color! How pimp is that?!

Ok ok. Enough with this. Outside the Brewers game my Spring Break was what most cultures would classify as uneventful. Relaxing, yet utterly boring at times. Spent way to much money. But that's ok. Didn't cut my hair like I said I might nor did I color it. My mother had a kinipshit almost when I said I wanted to change the color.

mmmmmmmmk. I'm outtie. (Brewers @ Cubs tomorrow 1:20 Central time..watch it. But if they, being the Brewers, start to suck because you're watching and you generally don't, turn the TV off and back away slowly. A thank ya)