How do I do this again?

Well hello there. I bet you forgot about this blog. I know I did. The Wife has done a pretty good job keeping up with hers, so hopefully you've been reading that if you wanted to know what was going on in our lives. I'm not really sure why you would, although, to be fair, history and the law ARE two of the most glamorous professions out there.

Anyway, the Wife and I went to a Royals game a week or so ago. It was a lot of fun, even if eye-poppingly expensive ($6 for a Budweiser? Really?). I suppose they have to recoup their investment in the "New K" (they remodeled the field recently), but honestly I didn't notice that much of a difference. That could be because we have only been to one game per year for the last couple of years, or it could be that no matter how much you try to dress up the stadium, you can't escape the fact that you're there to watch the Royals.

But now that it is baseball season, it's time for my favorite yearly ritual: Raising my hopes for my beloved Cubbies to unrealistic levels based on what I think I see in April, only to have the team implode sometime between July and October, leaving my heart a twisted, bloody wreck in the mouth of some scavenging animal. It all used to be so much easier. Back when the Cubs didn't spend massive amounts of money on players, the heartache could be over by the end of June (or the end of May if you were really lucky/unlucky). Now, however, they've decided to prolong the agony for their legions of fans. Sure, I suppose it sells more seats in September, but too many more years of this and there aren't going to be many fans left alive to fill those seats.

I know, I know, every year about this time I do a post about the Cubs, how this is their year (and it is this time), and how being a Cubs fan is such a miserable experience. And it is, and I should probably know better. But I don't. Which is probably one of the reasons the Wife keeps telling me that I need to work on that whole "logic" thing. Darn lawyers.

Okay, that's all I've got. I'll leave you with a new picture of the Woof (aka Lisa) doing something silly.


Yes, for a dog that is generally scared of everything, occasionally she can be ferocious - here she is attacking the vacuum while it's running (but turn it off, and she backs away from it).