This morning I showered, shaved, trimmed my beard, and got dressed by myself with almost no difficulty. I was even able to stand up off oxygen for a good portion of my shower. My pulse rate was through the roof, and my blood O2 was down a bit, but I wasn't gasping like a fish out of water. Yay me.
One thing I noticed while shaving is that I am seriously starting to go gray. Used to be I just had some Reed Richards-like patches of gray hair around my ears. Now I'm seeing it everywhere. I kind of like it, actually.
Thoroughly scrubbed, clean clothes, I'm ready for today's adventure.
We're going to Costco. Where I'm going to walk through the store.
Don't worry, bringing my cane, and if I need to rest, I'll rest.
We're also not going to do our usual wander around and look at everything plan. We'll have a list, and follow the list, and get out.
It's always a good sign when players you know are going to start in the minors show up and play well against big-league pitching.
This shows that we have a deep well of talent to call on if someone is injured or we make a trade and need to bring someone up.
The biggest name is Brandon Belt, who is tearing up Scottsdale. This kid has an outside chance of making the Big League club after one year in the minors.
Even if he doesn't start, he'll be clalled up before the All-Star break in July. He's that good.
The Penguin Atlas is good for getting a feel for the ebb and flow of medieval civilizations/countries. The maps could be higher quality, but I still like mine.
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I recall having several bright orange Spokane Shockers t-shirts. My mom picked them up cheap after the team folded.
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