today is sunday 27 july 2003.

nothing big aside from a normal sunday. didn't hang out at some chinese place on coloroado boulevard after church--first time in a month. helped someone with a sermon at chipotle instead.

bob uecker got inducted to the baseball hall of fame today. words of wisdom on how to catch a knuckleball--"wait until it stops rolling and pick it up."

strange comment from some kid at church--"that's mr. c, we met him at a chinese restaurant." great, that's all i'm known for in this kid's mind--she'll only know me as the guy who hangs out at chinese restaurants.

speaking on the topic of restaurants, i hate it when people at restaurants call you by what you order. i hate being known as "double-cheeseburger, no pickles, and value fries" at mcdonalds, "sweet and sour pork" at more than one chinese restaurant, or "grande americano" at starbucks.

in case you call my wireless phone, and i answer "what's going on sam?" don't be alarmed. i know more often than not who you are. plus i really don't know anyone named sam.

dodger report: dodgers killed d-backs. o.k.--maybe killed is too strong a word, but the ever smiley hideo and the rest of the dodger pitchers kept the d-backs from scoring. larry barnes got the lone rbi that was enough for this western face-off.