in most cases, i think what i'm writing is mildly interesting, while my faithful reader(s) know better. today, however, even i know that this isn't the least bit interesting. i'm quite a salesman, no?

the reason i'm writing tonight is that, in all likelihood, i won't have anything tomorrow. i didn't have anything yesterday, and i don't want to go three days content-less, yknow?

so i'll tell you that we're 35 days away from opening day, and i'm pumped-plus. i was in the freakin' office until 715 tonight (i'm usually a 5:02 kinda guy), determining that, with 1126 at bats all-time, chris truby is indeed the River Bandits all time leader. (how amazing is that? guy spends four years--FOUR YEARS--in A-Ball, a level many top prospects skip, and still winds up making the majors. stunning, in a way.)

where will i be tomorrow? i'm taking a classic rud road trip: depart davenport, glenview-bound 330 p.m., depart glenview 530 friday morning. in the interim, the plan is to watch the coolest, and youngest, rud perform at the glenbrook south variety show. i also plan to watch sportscenter with coach.