There are things you experience in life that you think is the prototypical way of doing them such as playing slow-pitch softball, engaging in trivia night, or being able to take a shower without any insects or arachnids joining you. Such is not so true here in California, at least not in Monterey. As some of you may or may not know I'm a bit of a wuss when it comes to eight-legged creatures that do not live in the ocean. I'm not sure why or where it came from or who was putting spiders in my bed when I was a little kid, but I just don't like them. I remember at one point as a kid seeing the largest spider I still think I've ever seen on our back fence; a white wooden broken down fence with this enormous black and yellow spider (if that even exists)...but that's what I remember.
Here in Cali I have moved into the penthouse for creepy-crawlies and even though I've killed at least 30 of them they still seem to be multiplying right in front of me. How is this possible you ask? I have no friggin idea! There are two different kinds too, one that almost resembles a daddy longlegs and one that is small, prickly and fast as hell. I saw this one crawl up a wall, across the ceiling, and repel down in the amount of time it took me to look down and take a bit of my dinner. Seriously? I even had one crawl across my hand while I was watching a movie, needless to say the lights didn't turn off the rest of the night. I know, I sound like a six year old girl right now but don't worry I have absolutely no trouble killing the little buggers. Some common household items that are useful in the rapid extermination of your popular arthropods are the broom, a cup and or glass, a vacuum and a baseball cap as a last resort (preferably a Yankees hat).
Oh you want to know about the shower??? Besides the occasional spider singing the itsy bitsy spider, I guess I also have crickets. I opened up the shower last night after my track workout and there was a cricket, a big friggin cricket. How? Again...no idea. The shower door was closed so it's crawling in from somewhere. Luckily I don't have any problems with crickets or grasshoppers so I used one of my handy household tools (a cup) and set him free.
After my run tonight I walked down to watch the aquarium softball team, the Claspers and immediately had a couple of questions. Question #1: Me: "Why is Kacey pitching for the other team?" Andrea: "They pitch to their own teams." Ok that's strike one in my book. While I can see the benefits of being able to get better pitches and not having to worry about the occasional jackass that tries to put "spin" on the ball, I still think you are at more of a disadvantage from a defensive standpoint (if the ball touches the pitcher that batter is out). Whatever, just different rules...Question #2 while pointing in confusion to the runner sprinting behind the catcher avoiding "home plate" which was just an astroturf mat: "Where is he going?" Andrea: "They can't tag home, if they tag home they're out. It makes sure they don't run over [the catcher]." "Are you kidding me?!"
Do they play this way in anybody else's leagues??? If so please let me know. After the game we went to the London Bridge Pub, I had a burger and a salad with some peeps from the team but it was also trivia night, or quiz night. I've been to a few trivia nights in Boston and they all worked the same way, you answer a certain amount of questions and usually wager a certain value while bringing up each answer to the DJ while s/he tallies up your scores till the game is over. Here there were 51 questions and after each ten you swapped papers with an opposing team, yup just like when you were in 5th grade and they corrected your answers for you. I have no problem with this, it was just different. The other difference was that each person, not team, put in a dollar so the winner got over $100.
Just a few things on my mind...some new discoveries if you will! Go Rangers!
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