Ah, the weekend. RAMBLE ON:

• We played our second doubleheader of softball love on Friday, and get this, WE WON A GAME. It was unbelievable. I still can't believe it, although I can definitely FEEL it. I haven't been able to walk for 3 days. Every part of my body hurts. Obviously this means I plan to go on a lengthy bike ride this evening, and possibly go to the batting cages. Am I a glutton for punishment, or am I just stupid? Only time will tell.
• Funny line from the weekend, as reported by my mother: apparently our friend Evelyn took her old cat to the vet, and the vet reported sadly, "I'm sorry . . . your cat has Feline AIDS." To which Evelyn replied, "Wow! I didn't even know he was gay!"

  Apparently the vet did not find this amusing, but on hearing about it, I definitely peed my pants a little bit.

• I spent Saturday during the day hanging at my parents' place, recording some tracks with my dad so I can burn a CD of myself to send to a vocal competition in NYC. Hopefully tonight I'll get the tunes moved onto my computer, and I can start putting it all on CDs and posting mp3s and things for y'all to listen to. I should mention that most of it is pretty damned AWESOME, if you ask my subtle opinion. Mostly because my father can play anything you put in front of him. The punk. Even with a tore-up leg.
• Speaking of which, I'm not sure I mentioned last week that my father managed to tear a calf muscle playing softball with us. He's now hobbling around like a gimp, which is greatly amusing to me. He has crutches; I'm not sure why he doesn't use them. Probably the same reason that I didn't use them when I tore up my ankle: they're lame and omnipresent. Everywhere you wanna sit down, you have to find a place to sit them. Totally craptastic.
• So now I'm basically off my low-carb diet, having gotten down to 225 or so (which sounds pretty fat, until you realize that I'm merely just phat). I'm hoping that frequent bike rides and a summer of softball-playing will keep me in fighting trim. As a result, I've taken to eating cereal in the morning again, and let me tell you: the awesomeness of cereal can not be overestimated. I've missed it so much. ::sniff::

RAMBLE OFF.