This week I bet my neighbor that I can grow a bigger weed than he can. No, not the illegal kind of weed. I’m talking about the kind that have sprouted up all over my backyard ever since my #$@%! gardener decided he no longer wanted my money. (more…)
This past weekend, the weather was perfect (high 80s, sunny) and friends from the Bay Area were in town to catch a few weekend spring training games. We got to meet our friend Suzanne’s adorable, three-month-old baby boy for the first time.
When we met for post-game drinks and food at Gordon Biersch, all the women in our group embraced the baby, doing the take-turns-holding-the-baby thing.
Later, I realized none of the men held – or even touched – the baby. We just sort of admired the little tyke safely from a distance.
Heh.