I'm sitting at the airport bar having a glass of wine and trying to keep a nasty cold at bay.
Last night I partook in the thrill of Fenway. Italian sausage with onions and peppers, beer and the Fenway tradition of singing Sweet Caroline. I had no complaints...well one. The Yankees took the Sox by 1 in the 10th.
So I'm headed back to the Northwest...trying to digest the fact that it's been 20 years since I've lived here. Back then the world seemed a little smaller, pre-internet and Aerosmith's Pump. Now, here I am...blogging in a bar. Time's they sure do change.
