Thursday is here, but I'm still stuck on Wednesday... as I should be. I went to work on Wednesday at Service Team of Professionals (or STOP, in case you hadn't caught that). Basically, I'm cleaning the dirt and salt residue off some family's belongings that were destroyed when their basement flooded while they were on vacation. I'm not big on cleaning, but it's not hard work - especially when the job only lasts 2 days.

The chica from Cadre called me back today. As I thought they would, Oshkosh Truck had called her and said that they didn't think I'd be the right man for the job. Oh well, I'm not surprised or anything.

I went over to Matt and Carrie's tonight. We three and Ben played a game of Scrabble. I squeeked out a win, but I still don't know how. It's not as if I had a lot of letters worth points. In fact, I had mostly one-pointers. I had more than one opportunity to use all seven letters, but there was just no fit on any of the chances.

I'm not going to dwell too long on the announcing of the MLB Memorable Moments before tonight's game, but Cal Ripken as #1? Come on now! Don't get me wrong - I like Cal Ripken and his is one hell of a streak, but the most memorable moment? Same with McGwire's 62nd - top ten? Hardly. Higher on the list than DiMaggio's 56-gamer or Williams' .406? Yeah, right. And where was Carlton Fisk? Way more memorable than McGwire's 62nd. On the subject, I wonder why Nolan Ryan wasn't in attendance. The other five surviving members of the group were there. And how about the standing-O for Pete Rose? And then there's Kirk Gibson, who looked younger tonight clean-shaven and all than he did 14 years ago when he hit the home run.

While I'm on the World Series, I'm also happy to hear that the Giants won tonight (I missed most of the game). It's not as if I really car which team wins in the end, but I'm a huge fan of series that go to seven games. I love the finality and the tension and the excitement of a winner-takes-all game seven. I hope it gets that far and it's a good game to boot.

With all the money we give to the FBI, can't they afford their own vehicles for transporting evidence? Why do they have to collect evidence into a U-Haul? I see they did it again out in Tacoma. Where is all our money going?

On that, I think I need to head to bed. It's not that I'm tired, but rather that I'm going to be damn tired when I try to drag my ass out of bed in the morning. Ugh....