A Day with Craig

My good friend and confidant Mike Bates accompanied us on that day, and proved to be good enough to fill a batting roster, possibly even for the Montreal Expos. Tim on the other hand, was Detroit Tigers material, choosing instead to hone his skills as the world's greatest guitar player, and he was so good that he made Eric Clapton cry.

Tim wore this wicked awesome REO Speedwagon shirt that he had made the night before, and I guess he Can't Fight this Feeling Anymore to be a better baseball player. It was time for him to fly.

We took one last picture when the batting experience came to an end, and we all left as winners. We enjoyed our time spent in the company of each other, and will forever treasure the times we shared.

We already knew that Craig had come to town to hang out with Tim and I, but he also expressed interest in seeing the other family members, like Mom + James + Jenny. He finally got to see Jenny again, and it was worth the wait.

On the drive home, we saw this truck that had a rubber chicken hanging out of the back, and we all thought that it was funny. Good to see that there are other people in this world (besides me) who have a sense of humor.

I jumped in to be a part of history as me and Craig and Jenny were all photographed together for the first and only time in the history of mankind. Mankind; that word has new meaning today as we all stepped forth and proclaimed in one voice "we will not go quietly without a fight, we will not vanish into the night. We're going to live on, we're going to survive, today we celebrate our Independence Day." OK, so I stole that one from Bill Pullman, but you can't blame me for idolizing a hero.

Me and Jenny met Craig down at Summerfest on Sunday night. He had been there all day, and we were there to see the Wallflowers. He had been drinking Leinenkugel's all day, for Milwaukee was the only place he could get it, and he drinks a year's worth at Summerfest every year. He was holding the beer, but he said that he didn't want to look like he was drinking all day, so I mentioned that maybe we should both hold it. At the last second, he took his hand away, and now it looks like I am the one who was drinking all day. Silly Craig.