I was speechless when I got home today. Yes, I had no speech. Because a check from the county was in my mailbox. See, when I was burgled that time, as part of the plea agreement, I was to be reimbursed. Of course, I didn't think I'd see a cent. But today I received a check for 33% of the total, which is a lot better than zero. Still can't believe it. Journey was right, after all.

Last night, I helped Gale get the last of her boxes out of her old place and into her new place. She had two sisters along to help not only with that, but with the dubious task of yaying or naying the on-the-fence items for the move. A number of items got tagged with a nay and are now waiting for garbage day. It took a while to pack everything into the cars, but unpacking was a done in an instant.

But the highlight had to be Stamper's Grill Pub where, unbeknownst to me, it was Taco Night and no loud band. I like Taco Night. We lost out on Art's Pub, because the grill closed at 10:00. Damn. So, it was Stamper's to the rescue. I must say, really good tacos. Although Cousin Barb ordered an orange soda. I guess you get free refills for the sodie, but at $1.99, that's almost beer territory. Plus, you can't go anywhere in that place without seeing a TV. That came in handy to see the very end of the Tribe game. Gee, that game took a while to play. Must have been all the ejections and the Marlins comedy of errors on defense.

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Part of the conversation last night turned to leg cramps. I get these every once in a while after drinking and lemme tell ya, mine are brutal. Of course, there is nothing like hopping around, swearing in the dark, until I've somehow managed to stretch that calf out. It seems that certain family members are now placing a bar of soap in bed to cure leg cramps! The truly baffling part is that this remedy comes with no real instructions, except don't use Dove. Placement, wrapped or unwrapped soap, brand of soap seem to minor concerns. Hey, if Snopes can't debunk it, it must be worth a try, no?

Bonnaroo is this weekend. Once again, AT&T with the video. And it looks like the Blue Room also has the White Stripes next Tuesday at 11:00 p.m.

Pluto has been having a rough time lately. Another dwarf planet, Elis, is 27% larger than Pluto. Oh, that hurts.

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In the immortal words of Rasheed Wallace, "Both teams played hard.", thus ending one of the worst NBA finals ever. Gregg Popovich is now a Hall of Fame coach. Tim Duncan is the best power forward ever. And Big Shot Bob now has 7 rings. The Spurs are really good.

But Mike Brown can be so easily criticized, can't he? At least the Cavs had a second half lead in this one. But you have to foul in that possession the Spurs had with 53 seconds to go and a 7-point deficit. You must foul to extend the game, but no. The Cavs let the Spurs run some clock and when Ginobili missed a shot, there were only 30 seconds left. Unbelievable. Then the foul shot parade started, mainly with Ginobili, who hit 6-6 in the last seconds.

It spoiled a decent game from the Cavs, although LeBron shot 10 out of 30 and had 6 turnovers (the Cavs having only 10 as a team). Ouch. Good bench contributions, 23 assists, 10 turnovers is pretty good. The Spurs shot 58% from the line, had only 13 assists and 14 turnovers. Yet, they win. They have better talent and know how to execute, while not panicking down the stretch.

Charley Rosen witnessed the sweep.

Time to stalk Lewis Hamilton at Indy.

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