A good day. As good as a day that started at 1:45 A.M. could possibly be I guess. The girls awoke as we scooped them up from a comfy slumber, stayed alert and, knee-slappingly funny, for the first hour of our dark journey Westward. Eventually they returned to sleepytown, along with the Mrs. (thanks for nothing sweetie) leaving yours truly to go it alone. Having no toothpicks, I was forced to wedge mini-donuts into place to prop my eyes open. But those damn chocolate goodies kept falling into my mouth.

We grabbed a couple hours of rest (not sleep, god forbid!) at our hotel across the Ohio River, in Covington, Kentucky before heading out to dinner and the (boring if you're a Phils fan) Reds game. How cool is it that there is a company called Great American that bought the naming rights to the Reds home? And all this time I thought it was just a pompous statement about a nice ballpark.
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Can't stay awake any longer. Goodnight.
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