World Series

It's Monday night and I'm halfway glued to my TV, hoping the SF Giants can clinch the title. Mom, dad, brother and brother's GF attended Game 1 in San Francisco. Brother + 1 attended Game 2 as well. Giants fever has hit almost every Facebook status message I read during the nights they're playing and sometimes, the days they are not. I can almost tell what happened in the games based on the name updates... Sanchez, Cody Ross, Uribe, Buster Posey and the list goes on. More photos and tag lines of "Fear the Beard" arrive daily. It makes me miss home.

I'm not sure the Bay Area will ever not be home. I guess sometimes I'm just waiting for that day. Will I ever stop telling people I'm from SF? Living in Louisville, I often receive a slightly odd look, asking how did you end up here?! These days, I don't even know.

I await anxiously to find out where my next residence will be. In the last two years I've lived in Charlottesville, Atlanta, Louisville and even Stockholm, Sweden for a couple months. Friday, I will know where I move in February 2011. I'm excited and scared. The anxiety has seeped into my dreams as I cross my fingers for Chicago and try to remember that everything happens for a reason. Those dreams can turn to nightmares, so anything I can do to not focus on the next move is good as it hopefully leads to better sleep.

Therefore, bottom of the 7th, Giants lead 3-1. Let's go SF!

Summer Montage

Someone at Clear Admit made a comment that she would have liked to see more pictures of Atlanta. While, I have minimal pictures of Atlanta itself, I do have a plethora of pictures from the summer, so this is my summer in photos!

SF Giants

I wouldn't quite call myself a Giants fan. There again, I wouldn't call myself a baseball fan either. I know enough to understand it, but it is definitely not my passion. In general, I'd rather watch no TV than a baseball game. I find that they are often boring and I end up napping through the majority of the game.

However, recently I've been invited to two Giants games in the last couple weeks. I attended both and I must admit, it was a great time. I probably spent more time talking to the person/people next to me than watching the game, but I guess that is what I found so amusing. It's no college football game, but I can understand why it's called America's favorite pastime. In the game I attended last night, Barry Bonds hit a home run, Matt Morris pitched a full game and the center fielder for the Giants made one hell of a catch as his body hammered into the wall. The company has been superb, the hot dogs not bad, and the two games I've attended quite good. With the two wins I've seen, I'd never know the Giants are in last place.