Somewhere in Time Day #4 “Happy Birthday to Me”

by reissmd, posted in Mackinac Island, Michigan

Today is my birthday and thank you to everyone who sent me their well wishes. Also thanks to those who said they were shocked to hear I was still alive. Before I get to today let me fill you in on last night. We had dinner at the Carriage House at the Iroquois Hotel (7485 Main St, Mackinac Island, MI 49757). The place was recommended by Patrice’s sister and we have to confirm this is a great place to go. The ambience was perfect with wonderful views of the lake and a keyboard player entertaining us throughout our meal. We shared our first course which was the Crab Tower.

It looked more like a crab bungalow than a tower to me. Look at this comparison photo.

A tiny pepper shaker puts the “tower” in perspective.

Even though it was small, it was very tasty so I am glad we ordered it.

Goat cheese salad and French Onion soup followed although they were not photo-worthy, they were delicious. Patrice had the whitefish and I had veal marsala. Unfortunately, I was too busy listening to the music to remember to take pictures.

This morning I was greeted by a series of phone calls and texts from my loved ones wishing me a happy birthday. As I have told many of you I am very pleased that these birthdays continue to come, I just wish they didn’t come so fast.

After breakfast, we took a tour of the stables. We learned a lot of interesting facts about the horses and the carriages. After the tour, we were free to wander the area or return to town or the hotel. After a bit of exploring the area, we decided to return to the hotel. Patrice asked me if I knew the way back and I said, “Yes, just walk downhill and follow the horse dung”. This worked well except this person made things a little difficult.

This tour guide told us they take turns removing the horse droppings and today was her turn.

After a brief rest, Patrice had us signed up for a “Behind the Scenes” tour given by the hotel historian. I knew we were in trouble when the 2-hour tour started out with him spending 40 minutes pontificating in the hot sun. Then we finally started to move along only to stop for another 25 minutes to hear about the outside windows, eaves, and gardens. We then moved inside where he started to go over the posters that lined the wall most of which we had already seen. At this point, I had had enough of the so-called Behind the Scenes tour. Also when he told us that the hotel would be putting in a flower arrangement in the design of “The Scream” by Van Gogh I said to myself, “That’s it!” I am not an art connoisseur by any stretch of the imagination but even I know that “The Scream” was painted by Edvard Munch and not Vincent Van Gogh.

If you want to see our guide, here is a 2-minute answer to the simple question, “Where do the employees come from?”.

Rather than getting annoyed at this guy, I should have just recommended that such a fair-skinned person wear a hat to prevent skin cancer.

We leave early tomorrow. Mackinac Island is a wonderful location but I am not sure I can recommend the Grand Hotel. It was a fun place to stay because of its history, but I doubt I would stay here again. They charge a heck of a lot for the rooms and they are nothing special. The staff is very friendly but most of them are seasonal and don’t seem to know what they are doing. That’s okay with me. I prefer a friendly clueless person over a smartass any day.

That’s enough for tonight. Patrice said tonight would be very special. I got very excited with anticipation and insisted she tell me what she meant. She finally did. At 3:00 AM a storm is expected.

Somewhere In Time Day #3 “Exploring Mackinac Island”

by reissmd, posted in Mackinac Island, Michigan

After that huge dinner last night, we decided it was only fitting to start today with a wonderful breakfast. First, we were greeted by this menu and told we could have any and all items listed.

After seeing this I was a bit overwhelmed

For starters we chose the fresh fruit plate.

That thing in the middle is the lychee. Some locals told us how to eat it. Not worth the effort

The fruit plate was good but some of the selections needed an extra day to ripen. The lychee was a challenge. In order to eat it you had to compress the shell to extract the edible portion. Unfortunately, I’m a beginner and mine popped out of the shell hitting the adjacent window before landing on my plate.

For our next course, I chose the chocolate croissant and Patrice the Chocolate Avocado Muffin.

Croissant was good but we’ve had a lot better
Avocado?

For the main course, Patrice picked the quiche Lorraine and I requested an omelet.

Quiche Lorraine for Patrice
Omelet with cheese, onions, and mushrooms for me.

Both were very good. It was a very filling breakfast with a huge selection. But if that wasn’t enough, you might prefer the buffet.

How did I miss seeing this on our way in? Just lucky I guess. Tomorrow might lead to a less healthy series of choices.

Next, we took a carriage tour of the island. This was a lot of fun. Shelly was our guide and her horses were Jane and Patty (not Patrice). Here is a shot of Patty. Does she look anything like my Patty?

My Patty used to have long hair just like this.

We learned a lot of fun facts and saw some interesting sights. For example, I found out that I misled you yesterday. Mackinaw is the English name. Mackinac is the name given by the native inhabitants. It apparently means turtle. Mackinac Island when viewed on a map from the Canadian viewpoint looks like a turtle shell.

Island landmarks included the Arch Rock. See below.

The beautiful Patrice with her travel partner, the famous blogger, Robert.

We also saw some amazing homes. It is hard to believe but these beauties were built in the late 1800s and early 1900s. They are only occupied during “the season” and then boarded up for the remainder of the year. See below.

The flowers die each winter and they are replaced prior to the start of the new season.

Another interesting sight (I will spare you the fort, cemeteries, and churches) was Sugarloaf.

Sugarloaf was nice but won’t make you forget the mountain of the same name in Rio. Check out our blog post from Rio to see the other Sugarloaf.

Our tour came to a close and I asked Shelly if it was okay if I took a picture of my Patty with her Patty. Shelly said it was okay with her. Patty (her Patty not mine) relieved herself after I asked so I took that as a yes from her.

Patty with my Patty.

After the tour, we headed to the parlor for high tea. There, we were once again serenaded by the harpist. She played many lovely tunes including Rachmaninoff’s Variations on a Theme by Paganini. That piece was featured in the movie Somewhere in Time. The music is lovely and that along with the beauty of the hotel and the island as featured in the film is what got us here.

I especially like the end of this video when the couple walks in front of me and says “Sorry”

I suppose that is enough for today. I need to take a rest because soon we will be leaving for dinner!

Somewhere In Time Day #2 “The Grand Hotel, and I Do Mean Grand”

by reissmd, posted in Mackinac Island, Michigan

We left a lovely hotel this morning (The Westin at the Detroit Metropolitan Airport). See below.

The lobby of the Westin at the Detroit Metropolitan Airport (DTW)

We then flew to Pellston, Michigan (I never heard of it either), from the Pellston Airport (PLN) we then took a shuttle to a ferry. After a 16-minute ride, we were docked at Mackinac Island. We have also seen the spelling “Mackinaw” and that mystery was soon solved. We were informed that the French originally inhabited this area and named it Mackinac. When the British came they called it Mackinaw. Both are pronounced the same way (Naw not Nac).

After getting off the ferry we were told to walk across the street and get a horse and carriage ride to the hotel. They said that carriages arrive “every 30 minutes give or take a few”. After waiting a bit I looked at Apple Maps and saw that the hotel was only half a mile away so we decided to walk. It is very safe to walk here because the only things you will see on the streets (other than pedestrians) are bicyclists and horse-drawn vehicles. On the way to the hotel, we saw a number of interesting sites.

Hart’s Inn: I don’t know anything about it but it sure looks inviting.
French Outpost: I think they might specialize in stacking turtles here. I am not sure but I will find out later in the trip.

Then we approached this magnificent sight. See below

The Grand Hotel on Mackinaw Island, Michigan

As you can see, the view of the hotel is spectacular. They boast of having the longest porch in the world (I have read it is 660 feet and 668 feet, you can choose). In addition to the outside being a thing of beauty check out these inside shots.

Lounge around the corner from the concierge desk.
A long hallway with shops on one side and sitting areas on the other,

After checking in we lounged around the property which included a stop at the Cupola Bar (the highest point of the hotel). While sitting there enjoying drinks (we had water) and appetizers (we had burrata with tomatoes and warm artichoke dip) you can look out over Lake Huron and chat with your fellow travelers. The bar also has this lovely chandelier.

Murano glass chandelier

After a little more hotel exploring and chilling in the room, it was time for dinner. For dinner, at the Grand Hotel, men and women must wear formal attire. Here is a shot of me in my blazer.

Very handsome, no?

Patrice wore an elegant gown with a plunging neckline that caused everyone to turn their heads to get a look. She won’t let me publish it because our children might see it.

For dinner, we had the “red” menu. The hotel rotates menus (red, green, and yellow). For appetizers, we chose wild mushroom risotto and melon and Parma ham.

Mushroom Risotto
Melon and Parma Ham

Next, we had Corn Gazpacho and White Asparagus soup.

Corn Gazpacho
White Asparagus Soup

Salads followed. We had heirloom tomato and cucumber salad with buffalo mozzarella, mint, and peach vinaigrette.

Heirloom tomato and cucumber salad with buffalo mozzarella, mint, and peach vinaigrette.

The entrees were beef tenderloin and pork chops.

Beef Tenderloin
Pork Chops

For dessert, we had their signature dessert called “Grand Pecan Ball”. We also had vanilla bean crème brûlée. I wanted to try the crème brûlée to see if it was as good as what I make.

Their “signature dessert” Grand Pecan Ball was excellent
Creme Brûlée. I have to admit, it was better than mine.

After that full meal, I told Patrice it was time to work out. Unfortunately, the gym was closed. So after finishing the blog, it is time to go to sleep. We have another fun day ahead.

(Patrice here, he said nothing of the sort in regards to going to the gym. We didn’t even look).

Somewhere In Time, Day #1 “Play Ball”

by reissmd, posted in Detroit

Today Patrice and I started a vacation to Mackinac Island in Lake Huron (yes, Michigan) for a celebration of my *** birthday. Why go all the way there to celebrate? Good question but I am not sure I have a good answer. In 1980 there was a romantic movie entitled “Somewhere in Time” starring Christopher Reeve (aka Superman) and Jane Seymour (aka Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman). The movie was filmed at the Grand Hotel on Mackinac Island and the location looked like the perfect retreat for a loving couple.

So we decided to make a visit to the island but due to flight schedules, we needed to spend a night in Detroit before heading to our final destination. Once I realized we needed a stop in Detroit I immediately started to think about baseball. As luck would have it the Tigers are in town and we got to add ballpark #22 to our list (just 8 more to go). Patrice and I couldn’t be happier about this bonus. Let me rephrase that, I couldn’t be happier about this bonus.

In order to include the ballgame we needed to take the early 7:15 AM flight from LAX to Detroit. So we headed to the airport at 5:30 only to find out that our flight was delayed and departure time was moved to 8:45 (eventually leaving at 9:02). The flight to Detroit was smooth but we had to hustle to check into our hotel, get the rental car and drive to the stadium. We thought we still had plenty of time to get to the stadium but the wait at Avis Rent A car was absurd. There were about 15 people lined up at the “Preferred Member” counter. It took us about 40 minutes to get a car and then we were off to the stadium. Traffic was light so we entered the ballpark just in time to see the first pitch.

The game was amazing and heartbreaking. The Houston pitcher, Framber Valdez, had a no-hitter going through 7 innings. Earlier this month (August 1st to be exact) Valdez no-hit the Cleveland Guardians. I was really excited about the game. It reminded me of when I took my son, David to watch Fernando Valenzuela pitch a no-hitter against the St. Louis Cardinals in 1990. David was so excited he didn’t want to go to the bathroom even though he was hopping around in discomfort. I explained to David that Fernando couldn’t give up a hit when the Dodgers were batting so we took a break at that time. Similarly, tonight I headed to the bathroom in the 8th when the Astros were batting (Patrice didn’t have to explain that to me). I returned in time to see that the Astro manager had pulled his pitcher. I tapped the guy next to me to help me understand this. He simply replied “Pitch count”. Well, the relievers let the game slip away, giving up 4 runs in the bottom of the ninth, sending the Astros to defeat. I am a huge baseball fan but if you are not going to let us see a no-hitter how do you expect fans to get excited about a game. I have gone to hundreds of baseball games in my life and have only seen one no-hitter. That was a very special night with my boy. Tonight could have also been very special except…….

I am unclear why this pitch count nonsense has taken hold. I don’t know any specific statistics but seems to me like pitchers are still getting injured with great frequency. Shohei Ohtani just torn his ulnar collateral ligament. Clayton Kershaw seems to always be missing games because of injuries. When pitch count discussions come up I like to remind people of the 16-inning game between the San Francisco Giants and the Milwaukee (now Atlanta) Braves in 1963. The Giants pitcher (25-year-old Juan Marichal) threw 227 pitches and his opponent from the Braves was the 42-year-old Warren Spahn who threw 201 pitches. Tonight’s pitcher (29-year-old Framber Valdez) threw 114 pitches.

I might have been disappointed tonight but Patrice was very pleased. She read a good portion of her book and the game ended in 2 hours and 35 minutes.

My apologies to my blog followers. I like to make the blog humorous but tonight I just had to rant. Sorry, I will try to do better tomorrow.

Travels With Charlie Day #5? “Should We Stay In Chicago”

by reissmd, posted in Chicago

Last night it took a very long time to exit the parking lot at White Sox stadium aka Guaranteed Rate Stadium (Do you really think that should be the name of a stadium?). When we finally got back to the hotel it was late resulting in another sleep-in day this morning. When we finally got going we decided to skip breakfast and go straight to lunch. My friend Mike has repeatedly recommended we go to Al’s Italian Beef. I rarely eat beef but I didn’t think I could face Mike when I got home if I didn’t give it a try.

The trio getting ready to eat at Al’s Italian Beef.

Mike said I should order the beef and sausage combo with sweet peppers. Before getting our food I had to use the bathroom where I saw some interesting signs. See below.

Since this place was near Wrigley Field I assume they were referring to baseball
Bathroom archery?
Definitely a Los Angeles County Health Department “A” rating for cleanliness.

Outside the bathroom, I saw pictures of a number of celebrities who have dined at Al’s. This picture made me think Al is not a boxing fan or just not a great speller.

Sugar Ray Lenord?

I ordered the beef and sausage combo with sweet peppers as recommended by my Chicago food expert. See below.

Al’s Beef and Sausage Combo with Sweet Peppers. It was good but I would not go out of my way for it.

After lunch, we headed to Wrigley Field for a tour. We gave Charlie a number of choices of things to do today and Wrigley was his selection without hesitation.

In front of Wrigley with Charlie’s newly purchased Chicago Cubs hat. Hey! I thought you said you were a San Francisco Giants fan?

The tour was great. It lasted about 90 minutes and we got to see all sorts of aspects of the park. We sat in the prime seats and the bleachers. We were able to see the visiting team’s clubhouse and sit in the Cub’s dugout. Our guide told us all sorts of interesting information about the stadium, the Cubs, and the history of baseball in Chicago. But the main thing that made this a perfect outing is what Charlie said upon leaving, “Sitting in the visiting team’s clubhouse at Wrigley Field was the highlight of my summer”. Did you hear that Charlie’s Mom and Dad? Did I mention, that Grandpa is immature?

For dinner, I was lobbying to go to a Chicago landmark called the Wiener’s Circle. The place is famous for its hot dogs but is actually more famous for the attitude displayed by its employees. Rude is putting it mildly. This video convinced me that maybe we should save this for a trip when we are in Chicago without a 10-year-old.

We opted for a quiet meal at the hotel instead.

This will be the last post for this trip. I really enjoyed our “Travels With Charlie”. He is a very good travel partner. Patrice is pretty good too. Chicago is a great city but the weather is not to my liking. If asked would I ever want to live here, the sign below should give you the answer to that question.

As Randy Newman put it, “I Love L.A”

Travels With Charlie Day #4 “Play Ball!”

by reissmd, posted in Chicago

We slept in this morning because (please don’t tell Charlie’s parents) we stayed up close to midnight last night. It really is a lot of fun hanging out with this guy. For example, I asked him how does it feel to have such an immature Grandpa to which he answered, “You know evolutionary speaking you are 2 years more mature than Grandma”. That had me confused and I didn’t dare ask him to explain but I did mention that I am 3 years older than Grandma. “Oh, in that case, you are only 1 year more mature than she is”. I still don’t get it but I did make sure Patrice heard it and gave her a “So there!” for emphasis. Did I mention that Grandpa is immature?

The first thing on order for the day was to feed the little boy (I am referring to me, not Charlie). We headed downstairs to the lobby where they have “The Lobby” restaurant. The food and service were superb but the highlight of the day was when a woman approached our table and wanted to know if we were associated with the Toronto Blue Jays who are staying at our hotel. She saw Charlie’s sweatshirt which said “Reiss” on the back and figured we were somehow related to the team. Clearly, she is not a real baseball fan. To my knowledge, the only Reiss to have played MLB was Harold “Pee Wee” Reese (yes Reese, not Reiss). Charlie might someday change that. He is a very good athlete and fun to watch on the field. I have to admit when we talk about athletes in the Reiss family we are not talking about a high bar. As I recall Charlie’s father was the first Reiss who could chew gum and walk at the same time. We politely told the woman that we were not associated with the team and finished our meal

With the game starting at 7 pm we had the good part of the day to explore the city. We asked Gary the concierge for recommendations. He did not seem keen on Patrice’s idea of going on the Hop On Hop Off (HOHO) tour to get a general flavor of the city. He gave us some incredible information including an explanation of the significance of the Chicago flag. He also informed us that July 4th didn’t become a holiday until 1941. He mentioned that John Adams and Thomas Jefferson both died on July 4th. I beat him saying that it was in 1826, 50 years to the day of the signing of the Declaration of Independence. Did I mention that Grandpa is immature?

In spite of Gary’s recommendation, we did take the HOHO tour and regretted it. We got to see some nice stuff but inside the bus, it was very hot and on top, we were in the sun. I would not recommend the HOHO tour.

Tonight was all about baseball. The White Sox play in Guaranteed Rate Field. I have to tell you I am sick of all these stadiums named after companies. It is one thing if the company pays for the building of the stadium and the location carries that name forever. As you know that is not the case. For example, you can drive forever and you will no longer be able to find Staples Center in Los Angeles. We got an early start hoping to catch some batting practice at White Sox stadium (sorry, I had to change the name). In spite of arriving early, we found it difficult to get to a parking spot so we missed BP. The stadium might be poorly named but it is beautiful. We were treated to great seats and a great game. Unfortunately for the home folks, the White Sox didn’t win. But they did have a temporary lead thanks to a 3 run home run by Luis Robert Jr. It was kind of cool to see fireworks go off and the fans chanting “Robert!, Robert!, Robert!)

That is Robert between 2nd and 3rd trotting home after his blast. Just to clarify, that is not me.

Tomorrow is a free day. Any recommendations about what we should do? Adler Observatory? Shedd Aquarium? Italian Beef?

Travels With Charlie Day #3. “The Joy of Traveling With a 10-Year-Old”

by reissmd, posted in Chicago, Dallas

Today was a travel day. We left Dallas en route to Chicago for our next baseball game. We had to get up very early and in spite of that, I did not hear one complaint from Charlie. I expected him to fall asleep in the car but much to my surprise he was very vocal and inquisitive.

Charlie seemed to be a non-stop source of questions. Patrice and I were struggling to figure out how to get to DFW airport but these jewels emanated from the back seat.

“If you were going two miles an hour on the highway, would you get pulled over?”

“If you are in the middle of nowhere and there aren’t any signs, can you park there?”

“Would you rather it be daylight all the time or nighttime?”

The questions continued throughout the day:

“If you were under UV light would you get sunburned?”

“How hard do you think it is to be a publisher?”

“Is there any other way to get oxygen except for trees and plants?”

“Do you think sitting behind the world’s tallest person at a play would be annoying?”

“Grandma, what is it like being married to an incredibly handsome, smart, and funny man like Grandpa?” Okay, okay, I made up that one.

But my all-time favorite occurred just before he got ready for bed, “Do you think there are more wheels or doors in the world?” I am still trying to figure out how he came up with that thought.

By the way, Charlie informed us that he plans to be a Major League Baseball player someday. We asked what Plan B was and he said there isn’t a Plan B.

Our flight today from Dallas was uneventful (I consider that a good thing). On arrival at O’Hare Airport, I saw a sign that made me certain that the head of airport security had a 10-year-old in their family. See below.

Logic that has to have a 10-year-old lurking somewhere.

There was this sighting of a future MLB Hall of Famer:

“At shortstop, number 17, Charlie Reiss !”

Back to baseball tomorrow.

Travels With Charlie Day #2 “A Perfect Day”

by reissmd, posted in Dallas

This morning we were greeted at our hotel by the celebrity I spoke about yesterday. No, it wasn’t Dusty Baker like yesterday but rather someone much more special. It was Uncle Marc who is Charlie’s mom’s younger brother. Marc has relocated to Texas after living in LA for a while. I really miss him because he has a great laugh and he kindly laughs at all my jokes. [Patrice here, Marc is a dear person but does he really have to encourage Robert by laughing at all his dumb jokes?].

Today was a baseball day and Marc volunteered to be our chauffeur. We went to see the Houston Astros play the Texas Rangers at Globe Life Field. The count is now 20 stadiums down with just 10 more to go.

Patrice, Uncle Marc, Charlie and me, waiting for the game to start.

The stadium is beautiful and the fans were great. Charlie did have a question. See below.

Charlie wanted to know why Santa Claus was singing the National Anthem.

It was a great game with the Astros winning 5-3. We had 4 Astros fans sitting in front of us. One was a gentleman who said he flew up from Houston the others were his 3 female friends who drove up for the game. They were wild. They got excited any time the Astros did anything good but the special moment was every time second baseman, Jose Altuve came to bat. They would go crazy and sing the refrain from the Ricky Martin song “La Copa de la Vida” which you might know is “Ole, Ole, Ole” but instead of Ole, they would sing “Jose, Jose, Jose”.

La Copa De La Vida (The Cup of the Life) by Ricky Martin. OLE, OLE, OLE

In the 9th inning, Altuve hit a solo home run and I thought they were going to tear the stadium down. They were jumping up and down and screaming. I finally thought I should video but by then they had calmed down a bit. I did manage to get a picture of one of their shirts. See below.,

So clever, don’t you think? But wouldn’t that be better placed lower down on the body?

After the game, Marc drove us back to the hotel and we arrived at the same time as the Astro bus. Lucky for me the team has a private entrance and enter the hotel at a different location thus avoiding my having to deal with Super-Grandma again.

Tomorrow is travel day. We head to Chicago where will see the White Sox play the Toronto Blue Jays.

Until then………. Jose! Jose! Jose!

Travels With Charlie Day #1 “Super-Grandma”

by reissmd, posted in Dallas

Those of you who are familiar with John Steinbeck might have read his book “Travels With Charley”.   In it, the author describes a road trip he took in a van with his faithful dog, Charley.  Steinbeck was ill with heart disease at the time (he shouldn’t have been a life-long smoker!) but completed the trip and wrote a very famous book about his trip around the USA.  Well, this will not be a trip around the USA and we won’t be with our dog.  No, our travel buddy for this trip will be our grandson, Charlie.  Followers of this blog might recall we took our oldest grandson on trips to Canada and Panama.  Now it’s grandson #2’s turn.  Charlie was put on this Earth for his grandpa. Unlike any other Reiss, Charlie is a baseball fan just like his grandpa.  With that in mind what better trip than to visit some more baseball parks. My current count is 19 down with 11 more to go in order to complete my quest to see a baseball game in every MLB park.  

Today we left for Dallas with plans to see the Astros vs. the Rangers on Sunday.  Those of you who follow the news are aware that our planning hasn’t been the best.  Texas is currently suffering a horrendous heat wave.  The expected high in Dallas today is 97 degrees.  That’s down from 102 a few days ago.  

Our flight here was uneventful as was the trip to the hotel. The hotel is amazing and it happens to be the same hotel where the Astros are staying. Grandma Patrice wanted to hang out in the lobby hoping to see one of the Astro players and get an autograph or two for Charlie. The thought of that made me sweat thinking how embarrassed I would be. I couldn’t let them venture out without me so I took a deep breath and headed downstairs. I was much relieved when I didn’t see any players around. Patrice asked various employees about when the Astros would return from the stadium, how can we find one or two, etc. To say I was uncomfortable is a major understatement. Lucky for me the hotel employees were, hmmmm, how do you say it…………. yes, professional. They wouldn’t even admit the Astros stayed at the hotel which convinced Patrice to give up her search.

With our Astro hunt coming to an end we decided to venture out to look at the town. We first took a trolley but then got off and walked around. Patrice was loving the warm night air while I was thinking about calling for paramedics. Upon returning to the hotel I spotted the Astros manager Dusty Baker. I whispered to Patrice, “I see the Astros manager”. Immediately she went into Grandma-Mode, “Where is he, where is he?”. We had passed the group and I told her “The guy in the flowery shirt is Dusty Baker”. She took Charlie and off they went while I looked for a hole to climb into. I was within earshot and could tell that Dusty was being quite nice to the duo. I grabbed a picture and then approached the group. Patrice introduced me (she and Dusty were pals by then) and she then asked Dusty, “What do you do with the team?” WHERE’S THAT HOLE?

Tomorrow we will see the Astros and their manager, (Good old what’s his name). We will have another celebrity joining us for the game and he will be our chauffeur. You will have to wait until tomorrow to see the celebrity but hopefully, a picture of Dusty will hold you for now. See below.

Super-Grandma, Charlie, and Dusty Baker
A boy who loves his grandma.

Hey, do I get some credit for recognizing Dusty?

Baseball Tattoos Day #5 “Home Sweet Home”

by reissmd, posted in St Petersburg, Florida, Tampa, Florida

We got up early this morning to fly home. Patrice is a real sport. Not only did she accompany me on this trip so I could learn about tattoo removal and see a baseball game but she was willing to get up at an obscene hour to head home. As usual, I like to use my last post to show some unusual sights that I saw during the trip. This was a short journey so not a lot of photos.

I thought we went to Tampa, Florida? Looks like we are still in Los Angeles.
And I thought WOMEN was plural?
This was a sign we saw at a flea market at the St. Petersburg Pier. Isn’t all psoriasis handmade, locally?

But this last one has to be my favorite. On my way to the tattoo removal clinic, my Apple Maps instructed me as I exited the freeway, “Make a left turn at the next signal”.

Luckily I wasn’t sleep deprived and fail to realize that a left onto this one-way street would not be a good choice.

Enough for now, I need to get to work so I can pay for our next vacation.