Weird

Weird
Yesterday, I witnessed a very weird sight. I went to the Reds-Cubs game in Cincinnati. The ball park was close to being sold out. However, 80% of the fans were Cubs fans. There was a sea of blue throughout Great American Park. I am sorry, Great American Wrigley Field! Every time the Cubs did something good, there was this huge ROAR from the crowd which must have been strange for the Reds players. It looked like something out of the Twilight Zone. When the Cubs took the lead 3 – 1 in the 7th inning, the place irrupted. I wanted to throw up on all of the Cubs fans. So a little respect! However, in the bottom of the 9th, the Reds came back to win and those POOR Cubs fan's had to walk out with their heads and tails hanging so low.

To the people of Cincinnati, if you decided to not go to the Reds game because the Bengals were playing at the same time but in Baltimore. You know better than that! Come on! We have a chance to keep the Chicago curse alive and you guys watched the Bengals loose. Shame on you.

Life Comes At You Fast

Life comes at you fast. Yesterday, I was diagnosed with Type 2 diabetes and that caught me completely off guard. I was stunned and when the doctor told me that my blood sugar level was 275 and it should be around 100. After hours of research about the disease, here is what I know. There is going to be a lot of people in Kentucky without a job because I have to substantially curb my bourbon intake. I could bring the economy in the state of Kentucky to a grinding halt. I have sent a letter to the governor of the great state of Kentucky apologizing for this and hope he will let me continue visiting. I hope this doesn't affect the NYSE on Monday morning and the Dow plummets. After many years of supporting the Kentucky economy, I have to quit drinking bourbon and start drinking more water. I have always said that bourbon is just "brown water" but now I have to drink clear water.

Many of you know that I own a "Kentucky" blue Miata with the license plate "Makers." When it is time to renew my license plate, I guess I will have to change it to "No More Maker's" or "Sober." I am even thinking of changing my dog's name from Maker's to "Dog. Life comes at you fast……..

Old Joke Has Truth

Have you ever heard the joke.....What is the difference between heroin and stand-up comedy? You can quit heroin! Well, last night I went to an open mike at the Surly Girl Saloon in the Short North and got back up on stage for the first time in over two years. It's not like riding a bike but more like a bucking bull. Or was that my stomach feeling like a bucking bull because of nerves or the White Castle's I had for dinner. I digress, back to the topic. It was great to break down the wall and get back up and suck on stage. I did maybe 3 – 4 minutes and got some laughs which felt good. My memory and timing were not sharp at all but that comes with more stage time.