All loyal Yankee fans should be concerned that my two uncles have infiltrated Brian Cashman’s office and are, I can only assume, inserting themselves into the opening day line-up. “Now batting for the Yankees in the clean-up spot, TOMMY TUUUURNBULL!!!”
It’s probably not all bad though. I’m fairly certain Uncle Tom has a small strike zone.
I’m not saying I’m like, super famous, but this is the third time the Town of Highlands newspaper has included me in their “10 Years Ago” section. Again, I reiterate, there’s like 100 people in the Town of Highlands. And at 17, I was pretty active, mostly because I was trying to get into really good colleges. So there’s that. It just seems that every time I’m home for the weekend I see my name in ink. The paparazzi can’t be too far.
Let’s hope that 10 years from now I’ll be getting as much, if not more press. Also, Sherry Meche won the quiz game! They really need to bring that back. I could seriously use a $50 gift certificate to the Park Restaurant.
Filed under About Me, Around Town, The Crazy People I Call My Own
Am I supposed to just walk by and pretend this isn't happening?
Over the past two and a half weeks I’ve been back and forth between New York and Massachusetts, for some good reasons, and some not so good. In the past 16 days, I’ve gone from Boston, to Highland Falls, to Babylon, to Center Moriches, back to Boston, then to New York City, back to Boston again, then Boston to Center Moriches and back…twice.
I’m exhausted. Which pretty much means that the 25 pounds of laundry I had sitting in two (two) laundry baskets and several duffel bags in my bedroom were never going to get cleaned. Until my cousin RJ convinced me over the weekend to “send it out,” because RJ is the only person I know that has everything picked up and delivered.
Filed under Around Town, WORST Things Ever
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