Gettin down in C-town, nine is fine
I’m creeping up on number 1.
I really enjoy reading the comments left here, and I welcome any kind of feedback.
I thank you for taking the time out of your day to read my thoughts and share your own.
1. The 1 Constant…Baseball
2. Confessions of a She-Fan
3. Red State Blue State
4. The ‘Burgh Blues
5. Prince of New York
6. Baseball, The Yankees, and Life…
7. The Rumor Mill – MLB Rumors
8. All Baseball All The Time
9. Rockpile Rant
No front page exposure for the Rant in a while (I’m too good looking), and I’m still managing to hang arround the top ten.(no worries there, I’ve had my share of the front page this year..thx MLB.com)
In a friendly way..fellow bloggers..bring it on.
To quote the words of a street Prophet (and sharp dresser), named MC Hammer…
“You can’t touch this”
I know there isn’t a whole lot of Rockies love out there. That makes it even more fun. See, the key isn’t making the top 50. The key is trying to stay in the top 50.
I know you fellow bloggers feel me. Don’t be afraid to try new schit. I told you before, you ain’t seen nothing yet. I’m saving the really good ideas for next season. Everybody needs a hook, just check out the top 3 blogs. Case and point.
No trip to the windy city would be complete with a out a trip to this joint.
I resisted the urge to give a thumbs down sign out of respect.
So I opted for my traditional peace sign.
What up Cub fans?
I can feel the history here.
I just can’t feel my fingers.
It was about a mile walk from where I was working to the Stadium.
Cold as hell here.
March 1, 1914 – Feb 18, 1998
When he died, the Cubs started inviting “guest conductors/celebrities”, to lead the singing of “take me out to the ballgame” ,Caray-style.
Would that be drunk??..Just playing.
I mean no dis-respect whatsoever, but there are faces in this statue, it’s kind of creepy.
I ate lunch at Quizzno’s today.
Funny thing, the toasted sub sandwich didn’t taste four dollars better?
Eating downtown Chicago can be expensive I’m finding out.
Chicago is cool, but I can’t seem to get my bearings here.
In Colorado: Mountains = West
They’re also my escape.
If I can’t see the mountains, I feel trapped.
A cooped up Ranter is not a good thing.
There’s not a lot of eye contact here.
People walk fast with their heads down.
Maybe they have a thing about stepping on cracks?
I must say though, the people that I’ve actually talked to and managed to get some eye contact with, have been super cool.
I wish I could blog full-time, but at this point, I haven’t made enough money to buy a cup of coffee in Chicago.
Tomorrow I fly back to Denver. I’m going to give my wife and kids the biggest, longest hug ever.
Tell them I love them, and say good-bye to the friendly skies for ever.
This is not the Mobile Blogging Unit->
The mobile blogging unit is the only way to travel.
It’s the modern day version of the horse and buggy, only you can take a whiz without dismounting.
Later all, I’m going in to work extra early tomorrow morning…I let you know when I’m back home in Colorado…D