Disturbing the Brewer Balance
As a friend of mine keeps saying, I'm not sure whether I can live in a world where the Brewers are the best team in baseball. It's totally throwing off my balance. Up is down, left is right. Literally, nothing would suprise me any more. If I got home and the squirrels in my yard started giving me investment advice, it wouldn't surprise me one bit. Before you know it, even Neil Heinen will begin to make sense. Once that happens, the universe is up for grabs.
I generally spend at least 45 minutes a day wondering why I root for the Brewers. Now, that time is completely free. I'll have to figure out what to do (aside from practicing my robot dance, of course).
And as if that weren't enough, the Brewers are getting national attention - not because of their play on the field, but because of this:
Oh, and special thanks to the Chorizo for showing up for work yesterday.
I generally spend at least 45 minutes a day wondering why I root for the Brewers. Now, that time is completely free. I'll have to figure out what to do (aside from practicing my robot dance, of course).
And as if that weren't enough, the Brewers are getting national attention - not because of their play on the field, but because of this:
Oh, and special thanks to the Chorizo for showing up for work yesterday.