Dear Reader: It's been 5 days since my last confession which was very late and now this one too is tardy since it should be cone on Tuesday, hence the name "Confession Tuesday."
I confess that I have toyed with changing the date but I suspect that would not work any better. If you get busy and forget, or as I confess the case was Tuesday night, I took my daughter to a ballgame then crashed and burned when we got home.
I confess I have not written much since the weekend. I've actually thought about taking a short break and while I ruled this out I realized if I haven't been writing much I already have essentially taken a break of sorts. Are you starting to realize a theme here? Like say confusion?
But let's go back to Tuesday night. I Confess that as much as I love baseball, being there with my daughter was the real treat. My wife and I used to go to games sometimes together but she doesn't like the heat, humidity, scorching sun (pick one) that normally is associated with the game. I don't blame her for that. Still, I confess that miss her at games.
At the game Meghan and I saw an interesting bird on the guy wire that held up the net behind home plate. Using my Audubon phone application we determined it must have been an Orange crowned Warbler. This was a cool memory of the ballpark, as was Gordon's throw from left field where he nailed the runner on what seemed like a sure fire double. I confess the Royals offense sucked. But you find you moments in a game where you can. Sometimes the bats aren't happening.
I confess that I still recall today as the day Robert F. Kennedy died. Having won the California Primary on the night of June 5th I still recall shortly after excitedly hearing clips from his victory speech at the Ambassador Hotel in LA, the news wires were abuzz with word of him being shot a close range in the hotel. I was in school back then and I recall that we had a class picnic planned at Tower Park. Several of us stayed glued to a transistor radio for reports on his condition throughout the morning.
Last weekend I had to go up on our roof and make a repair in a leak around a vent in our roof. I confess that my knees are just beginning to feel within a normal range from my roof trip. If they remain of only minimal discomfort I plan to get my bike out a ride a bit this weekend. Of course that also depends on having a weekend that is not all showers.
I confess my head feels a little clearer now. Maybe confession has been a good thing. I confess my lunch our is about over and I need to get back to work.
