We went to Lincoln last evening to watch a coed softball game. (in the 'We Suck' league' as my kids put it) We mainly went to watch the youngest addition to the Morrow Clan, while her folks, and Uncle, played ball.
I am a big fan of watching live baseball/softball. They always ask me to keep score. I have a difficult time trying to keep score because I tend to watch the exciting play and then after the next batter is up I will typically say, "Oh what happened there". And then I try to rebuild the last 2 minutes.
Last night the umpire stopped to ask me the score. He reported it to the other side, " it's 8 to 7". They said "no its 9 to 8". I went over,,,, the other score keeper showed me where I had miscounted.
The next inning the umpire said to me "what's the score, or should I even ask"? He then said "well, I saw the scorebook in your hand and thought you might know the score, never mind". I tellya, I get no respect.
Monday, June 06, 2005
Friday, June 03, 2005
MEMORIAL DAY IN BURT COUNTY

This is the north side of the courthouse lawn. I took four photos expecting to stich them together for one grand panoramic view. It looked like something Picaso would have done if he had been a photographer. So I'll give you the north half and you'll have to imagine that the south half looked the same. It did.
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