No, I'm not out for two weeks with a strained elbow.No, I'm not hurting from head to toe.
No, I'm not searching for the magic scripture that will cement my status as "the blogger to beat".
Because how can I be the blogger to beat when the very thought of getting on an airplane occupies my mind to the point where I can't even center a post around a simple "Orlando Hernandez is old" joke. Right now, I'm the blogging equivalent of Rob Deer ... I can't seem to be able to put the bat on the ball. All because I've gotta ride on an airplane. I don't have a phobia or anything, I just plain don't like it very much ... especially those take-offs.
And I've got two trips this month!
But here's the good news: The first airplane ride, which is later today, is a good ol' fashioned spring training trip, culminating in a Sunday jaunt to see the beloved Mets take on the Dodgers in Vero Beach. And most likely, I'll have the trusty laptop with me. So at the very least, they'll be pictures galore to check back and check out (that is, if I still can't think of anything worth while to say.)
Enjoy. And if you're in Vero on Sunday, and you see a guy in a ratty looking Mets hat, say hello.
Bon Voyage.
