As the past few days’ receipts pile up on my desk, I realize that at the moment I’m more committed to doing what this blog is about than actually doing the blog. I suppose if something has to give, I’m focusing on the right one, but at the expense of engaging whoever is reading this. Fortunately SLP’s been picking up some of my slack (and her posts are usually more engaging anyway).
Last night I was at Target Field for another Twins game. I felt good about my decision to have a Kramarczuk’s brat and a Summit EPA. Not as good about later having a slice of the obviously frozen Palermo’s pizza and a Bud Light. (Never have I been so keenly aware of how awful light beer is.)