...a day of losing...

Yesterday was Michelle's parents' Halloween party. It was a really good time.

It was also a day of sports for me. We played a game of baseball, 8 rounds of washers, tennis, and went out on a spider-infested paddle boat. It was also the first game of the 2004 World Series between the Cards and the Red Sox.

I will say this - there are three things that I excell at sports-wise: swords, running, and weight lifting. None of these three things gave me any advantage yesterday. I lost all day long, literally. Ben and I came really, really close a few rounds of washers, but we lost that as well, due to Heather's brother, Jeremy. Jeremy is like a messiah of sports; seriously. I've never seen a person as good at varying kind of sports as him. From baseball to tennis, he's a god among men. To top that off, the Cards lost 11-9 to the Red "Sux". We'll battle back.

That's all I have to report. A full day of doing nothing but phsyical actively feels great...until the next day. But to be honest with you, I missed the 'after soreness' that one gets after killing themselves like that. I must be sick in the head. LOL!

@Scott: Dude, I can completely understand being sick of politics. That's why if I'm going to post anything political, I usually post it before a normal post like this one. So those that don't want to read, don't have to.