Emily is playing in a softball tournament this weekend in Hope, Arkansas. (Bill Clinton's hometown.) Good luck to you, Emily! While she is away this weekend, her little brother, Reece, is staying with me part of the time. I can't wait to get to spend some time with him. He wants to go to the mall and - get this - SHOP! He is a seven-year-old clothes fanatic. Of course, he also likes to go to the coffee shop and have a little coffee and look at magazines, and he loves going to Petco, so we are going to have a great time!
In honor of Emily playing ball this weekend, I thought a baseball joke would be good. Have a good weekend everyone!
Two old guys, Abe and Sol, are sitting on a park bench feeding pigeons and talking about baseball, like they do every day.
Abe turns to Sol and says, "Do you think there's baseball in heaven?"
Sol thinks about it for a minute and replies, "I dunno. But let's make a deal: if I die first, I'll come back and tell you if there's baseball in heaven, and if you die first, you do the same."
They shake on it and sadly, a few months later, poor Abe passes on.
One day soon afterward, Sol is sitting there feeding the pigeons by himself when he hears a voice whisper, "Sol ... Sol ..."
Sol responds, "Abe! Is that you?"
"Yes, it is, Sol," whispers Abe's ghost.
Sol, still amazed, asks, "So, is there baseball in heaven?"
"Well," says Abe, "I've got good news and bad news."
"Gimme the good news first," says Sol.
Abe says, "Well... there is baseball in heaven."
Sol says, "That's great! What news could be bad enough to ruin that!?"
Abe sighs and whispers, "You're pitching on Friday."