Ah, okay. Yeah, I know who George Takei is.Uncle George is George Takei! Sulu from Star Trek. He calls himself Uncle George.
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Ah, okay. Yeah, I know who George Takei is.Uncle George is George Takei! Sulu from Star Trek. He calls himself Uncle George.
Turning a negative into a positive.....too much fun is illegal!
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While listening to a Cleveland radio station earlier, they mentioned that the Indians' equipment trucks left for spring training in Goodyear, AZ. AND it's only 12 days until pitchers and catchers report for training. Can't wait for baseball season to start.
CG, you would be the perfect wife for any guy. Your love of sports knows no bounds. Me? I love living alone. I never have to watch sports for the rest of my life.
I thought your son lives with you...?
Eh, not ANY guy. Particularly, not MY guy. If it isn't The Ohio State University football team on TV, he couldn't care less. Baseball is my passion, because my Mom taught me everything she knew. We'd listen to games every night while doing dishes together, or sitting on the screened back porch. Listening on the radio (or online, like I do here) is like spending three hours with my Mom. I like basketball because it's the one sport I can share with our daughter, and watch football games on TV for the scenery - those players in their pants .CG, you would be the perfect wife for any guy...
Eh, not ANY guy. Particularly, not MY guy. If it isn't The Ohio State University football team on TV, he couldn't care less. Baseball is my passion, because my Mom taught me everything she knew. We'd listen to games every night while doing dishes together, or sitting on the screened back porch. Listening on the radio (or online, like I do here) is like spending three hours with my Mom. I like basketball because it's the one sport I can share with our daughter, and watch football games on TV for the scenery - those players in their pants .
You mother certainly gave you some very great memories to carry through the years. My father was into Saturday Night Boxing. My first husband was a true blue golfer. Coming from and growing up around the border of Scotland, what else could I even expect. Over the years, I can't tell you how many times he told me about how difficult he found playing at St. Andrew's course in Scotland. He caddied there as a kid also. As you may know that is the Holy Grail for all golfers.
My second husband was a true blue hillbilly from the hills of WV. He thought not getting caught by the Revenuers was a sport as he would run the moonshine for delivery. He tried NASCAR racing, but not much money in that as moonshining.