World Stage

I am sure there are millions of blogs that have some comment or another regarding the World Cup. Well, I am no exception. However, I am not going to bore any of you with why my team (England, by the way) is going to win this year. My biggest issue with the World Cup is the coverage. As I live in the United States, you can imagine all they human interest stories surrounding the United States National Team. Now, if this were not enough, Brett Musburger (I know I am spelling that name wrong) is now an announcer for World Cup on ABC. WHY WHY WHY???!!!! Like I don't have enough problems in my life, I need that piece of crap kissing the US soccer teams' ass?! He hardly knows anything about American football let along soccer. Does ABC hate me? Does ESPN not realize that their announcers have an obligation to report on ALL the teams? It is like watching tennis when John McEnroe is announcing and an American is playing. It doesn't matter if that American is playing Rafael Nadal on clay, John McEnroe is going to talk about how great that American is and why he should beat Nadal. Further, I find it a little difficult to understand the announcers for World Cup when they have their lips tightly pressed to Landon Donovon's ass. Other than that, I am enjoying the World Cup very much and am looking forward to being in England during the final two weeks. Hopefully, England will be in the final...all the better.

Soccer Moms of the world, unite!

I really need to get this off my chest. For all you hipster boys, and you know who you are, stop with the soccer mom hair-dos!!!! You know, the backcombed, hair shell that many a young man has been sporting lately...knock it off!!! For the love of Holy Christopher, there is so little in the world for a soccer mom to identify herself. She is all about her family. Her childrens' activities, her husband's immaturity...all she has that is all for her is her hair. Her ridiculous, rat nest hair...it is all she has. And she's damn proud of it. So, please, I beg you, stop with the soccer mom hair, boys. It really doesn't look that good. Trust me.

Play Ball!

This is a picture of me resting my eyes at a Detroit Tigers' game last summer. I was sleepy. It doesn't seem to matter where I am, if I am sleepy, I will fall asleep. I've fallen asleep at Michigan football games, Michigan State football games, baseball games...I even fell asleep at a Cure concert. Fortunately, there is always someone with me, so the chances of someone walking away with me are pretty slim. So, to all who sit with me while I sleep, I thank you.

I decided to post this picture in response to my Tigers having the best record in all of the Major Leagues. For years, I have been telling people, "This is their year, man." In the past, this statement was met with snorts and hearty laughs of disbelief. And I realize it is only June, the beginning of June at that, but even the biggest skeptic has to admit that the Tigers are exceeding all expectations. I'm very excited about their season. Unfortunately, living in Bloomington, Indiana, I do not have access to Detroit sports, unless the game is played on a national station. Fox Sports Detroit does not make it down here. (I'm really glad I figured out how to post pictures. YIPEE!!!)

Baby, don't worry about a thing...

Hello everyone. Sorry if I have been the cause of worry for some of you. I am fine. Let's see...what is new with Annie? Well, finals went ok. I passed everything; not with flying colors, but with colors, nevertheless. In just a few short weeks, I will be leaving for Wales and England. There really aren't words I know to describe how very excited I am about this trip. It won't seem real until I land in Manchester. Nothing is going on in my life, to be honest. Mokey is very excited that I am home most of the time. She has to constantly be around me. Which, on the one hand, is really very nice. However, she has little control of her tail and she is constantly waving it in my face. But, I love her dearly, and wouldn't have it any other way. I may be boring many of you now. Not everyone is as excited about my cat as I am, I realize. Further, when you try to come up with witty words and phrases for your blog post, only to come with with zilch...well, it can really put a damper on one's willingness to post things to her blog. That said, I will try a little harder to be more consistent with my posts. Hope everyone is well, and enjoy.