Nationals Game

A couple friends and I went to the Nationals-Giants game the other night and it was 1924 night with the teams (and other personnel) wearing uniforms from that year plus tickets and food that sold for the same price as the 1924 World Series. It was all in commemoration of the last time a Washington baseball team won the World Series, in 1924, when they beat the then New York Giants. As such, the now San Francisco Giants wore uniforms that said "New York" on them. Overall, all the extra touches to make it seem historical were pretty cool. And it was a good game, with the Nats coming from behind to win at the bottom of the ninth. Nevermind that my friends talked me into leaving at the bottom of the eighth. Below is a highlight reel made to look 1920ish and here is a link to some more pictures and information. While a good price in today's market, I still find it hard to believe that tickets at the 1924 World Series sold for $6.60 though. That seems high for 90 years ago.

Something always goes wrong...

I'm sorry I've been such a bad poster this year. I have about ten posts from the last few months that are half-started or almost finished that I should just go ahead and post. I can't even seem to make it through a whole post anymore. So, you readers (if I have still have any readers) might see some old things showing up and wonder where they came from. At work today, I was telling a co-worker how frustrating it is that we have so little free time in our lives after you put time in at work, commuting to/from work and sleeping. Add to that the time it takes to run errands or do things like paying bills, etc... that are essential but not fun and you literally are down to like zero minutes of free time. Anyway, today was one of those days where I had errands to run after work but amazingly, I found myself at home by 7pm even after running three errands (I get off of work at 6pm so you know that I made good time). However, my feelings of being overjoyed at how quickly I was able to do my errands were quickly usurped by my realizing something was wrong with my cable. I suddenly was only getting about a dozen channels, not the hundreds that I am supposed to get. WTF? So I called Comcast and proceeded to wait on hold for 59 minutes before they picked up and then it took another 30 minutes before they figured out the problem and fixed it. So much for all that extra time I had in my day. Bummer. As it turns out, the problem was that my year of promotionally priced cable had been up in June and even though they put me on another year of a promotion and I'd already paid two months of it, they apparently did not program that into their computers so when their system finally caught up, it thought I no longer had cable and stopped conveying the signal. The woman I talked to had to re-program me as a subscriber and voila, all those channels were back. The good (and sneaky) part of the process is that while I did not use to have cable in my bedroom, whatever she did has given me cable in my bedroom for free. Or well, I think it's free. So now, ha ha, I can lay in bed watching TV for all those hours of free time I don't have.