Probably going to get rained out today, or at least a long delay is going to happen.

Last night we went to Oakland to watch the A’s lose, sigh. Barry was a bit off and gave up 5 runs, one on a wild pitch of all things. At least Whit got to see him pitch in person, and we also got to ogle Huston Street. I was also pleased to see Frank Thomas hit a home run, and Dan Johnson get his first hit of the year, an RBI single, which got a great ovation from all of us fans who knew he was sitting on .000.

The sun just broke through a little. Tease.

Whitney is allergic to cats, which to me would be unfathomable. Can’t imagine not getting to pick up and smooch my cats every day. Poor Simon is so used to endless affection that he keeps looking up at Whitney and meowing plainatively, clearly trying to get her favor somehow. He doesn’t understand.

I lost my voice a bit last night. Those late innings produced a lot of yelling.