Baseball, Hot dogs, Apple Pie and Chevrolet...

Today da day. At least here in KC. Home opener. Yippee.

20-some years in a row I went to opening day faithfully. Then, the sunofabitches started having day games during the week. I was teaching school then.. Debated on whether or not to call in sick, or takea day off without pay. Only two options back then. Sure as shit, if I’da called in sick – I ‘da gotten picture in paper dropping a foul ball or similar. So I tooka day off without pay. Went, started pouring down rain.. uh huh, rained out. Day game, next day - mid-week. My streak broken, couldn’t afford to go again the next day.

Back in the “earlier idiot days” (not to be confused with “old fart idiot days”) we usedta (and The Royals allowed) take humongous cooler (would occupy one whole seat) filled with the little Miller ponies <--remember them? We had a time. I think. A wonder we’re still here. Thank goodness I’ve grown up. Victor Mature. Hehe.

Hot dogs. Gotta love ‘em. You can maybe under cook ‘em, but ya can’t over cook ‘em. Quick, cheap, yummy. Still like ‘em even after reading ingredients. Some site said “Depending on the type of hot dog being processed at the time (beef/beef and pork), pork jowls, pork shoulder boneless picnics, and beef trimmings are used. Water is used to help blend the mixture and add moisture. Sweeteners, like dextrose, corn syrup, or sugar are used to remove the bitter taste of the salt and add better flavor. Then spices are added to the mixture. However, there are three main ingredients not previously mentioned to be concerned with when eating hot dogs: Sodium, monosodium glutamate, and sodium nitrate.” Want one? Approximately 450 hot dogs are eaten every second of every day in the United States.

Apple pie. Yum. Again, thinka the gas heater-stove thingy in my grandmother’s living room. Pies ontop to stay warm, yummy. Also thinka Lardass from Stand By Me, even though that mighta been cherry pie. Don’t thinka that other movie with cherry pie. Yuck. Even Lardass wasn’t that yucky!

Chevrolet. Dinah Shore. Good ole US of A. And, my first car. 1961 Chevy Biscayne. Pa helped, thinkin’ it was like $175. Ran spiffy, wasn’t embarrassed (like I am now). Then the bastard had an electrical fire.. Fire Department put it out.. too late.. and they jacked the hell outta the hood, engine shot. Oh well. Still good memories from Chevrolet. See the USA in your Chevrolet.

I know this has been boring. But please don’t be bored with Baseball, Hot Dogs, Apple Pie and Chevrolet you un-American bastard – but said with love. Tune in tomorrow when we’ll talk about your first root canal. Hehe.

Love, Victurd.