The Braves game that Joan and I attended, last night,
was kind of unfullfilling. Philly scored early and kept the
lead throughout the game. It got to be where The Braves
were down 5-1 bottom of the ninth with two out, two on, and 
Justin Upton up to bat. I had had to piss since the 6th
inning and just couldn't hold it anymore, so I headed to
the bathroom, and I was standing in front of the urnianl
when I heard Turner Field erupt, and knew that Upton
had hit a near game tying home run. "Fuck, we missed it,"
I hollered out to all gathered in the men's room, and a
collective laugh let out.