Captain Safety Planet tonight went down in respectable defeat, 3-1 to the Dream Team.  I pitched all six innings, walking none, striking out six, and taking a line drive off my leg but still managed to recover and throw out the batter.  From a pitching standpoint, one of my best games ever.  Offensively though, the team just couldn’t get anything at all going.  Sarah Vick drove in a run in the first with a single, but that’s all the team could muster.  I went 0-for-2 with two long fly outs to left.  Lauren, playing through an illness, went 1-for-2 and skinned both knees diving back to second base.  She’s a gamer, that one!

My day at work was another long day filled with an amazing amount of projets.  I get one thing crossed off my list and three more things are assigned.  My new marketing cohort Josh explained to me how he has 10+ years of experience in the industry despite being three months younger than me.  He started working part-time selling CD/DVD products in middle school, and admittedly did not live a very normal teenage life.  An excellent hire for MB, certainly.  Aaron once told me during a performance review that I need to be thinking MB 23 hours a day.  He said he wakes up in the middle of the night with marketing ideas and jots them down.  Uhh, sorry, that’s not for me.  I will think about work while I’m in the office, but I have interests that extend beyond the walls of the company!

Tonight, a few young chaps came over to take our organ off our hands.  We asked for $80, and got quite a few replies.  The only problem, however, is getting it out of our basement.  I assisted these three guys and the four of us struggled for fifteen minutes trying to get it up the twisty, rickety stairs.  We actually got it halfway up but it got completely stuck.  How the previous tenants got it down there, I have no fricking clue.  They left without their organ, dejected. 

Moments earlier, I joined the roommates for some Mario Kart on Nick’s Wii.  Anyone who has seen me play video games knows it’s best to keep their mouths shut cause I suck insanely bad at all video games besides Tetris and I get very, very angry when I lose.  Of course, I finished in dead last in about every race, infuriating me, but Sarah thought my anger was the funniest thing ever.

Lauren is still sick, but Wii seems to be taking her mind off things.  Get well soon, sweet marshmallow!