Barb's Burblings

Bad idea

I don't know when they started, but the Orioles have started including a "Notes" section on the scorecard. It comes in handy--like yesterday, when Jeter came out of the game after getting drilled, the Yankees totally had to switch around who was playing where, so I had space to write down what happened. So helpful in that way.

Except that now I have a place to vent my frustration. Saturday's scorecard has notes like "Matos sucks" and "It's like they're saying 'We can win, but we won't.'" I also noted that today's "Guess the Year" had a clue that said something about Paul McCarney announcing the breakup of the Beatles. I seem to remember a Paul McCartney in the Beatles, but no Paul McCarney. Oh, foolish scoreboard worker.

Sunday was Photo Day at Camden Yards, and once again Brian totally avoided me. Even Reserve Oriole Boyfriend Adam Loewen (who did a decent job yesterday) trotted back to the bullpen before making it over to me. Oh well.
I still had a blast, mostly thanks to the people I was standing near, both in line and in the park.

Negative? I now have two sunburnt strips on my arms. And I think my lips might be a bit sunburnt, too. I'll just be grateful that my face lotion is SPF 15.

In other news, if you take the Brian bobblehead and the Melvin Mora bobblehead and put them together, you get this:

Isn't that the cutest thing EVER? Oh my. They're doing The Move! I love it! I'm still upset I can't make it to the Brian bobblehead day, as that's Mary's wedding. I wonder if the Brian bobbles at Bowie and Frederick match this. I may have to call and ask.