Sweet Road Alabama

Welp, tomorrow we head down to Alabama - Birmingham to be exact.  Although I'm not really sure what Birmingham is all about, I know we're there to play baseball and I know the forecast looks a lot like rain and thunderstorms.

Just scoured the internet to try to dig up some information on Birmingham, and here's a 6-pack of facts:

1 - Birmingham occupies Jones Valley - all the way in the foothills of the Appalachian Trail - so I guess I could trek down there if I wanted to
2 - It is almost like the Pittsburgh of the South - the steel industry played a big role in the local economy - not so much the case anymore - HealthSouth is headquartered here now
3 - The tallest building is the Wachovia Tower - at just over 450' tall - I'm sure the skyline is comparable to the bright lights on NYC

Birmingham

NYC

4 - 230,000 people call Birmingham home, just short of the 8.2 million in NYC

5 - The University of Alabama Birmingham Blazers athletics programs are the most popular sports in the area - they're kind of like the Yankees organization, if it was located in Birmingham.  The Birmingham Barons are the AA affiliate of the Chicago White Sox.  Ozzie Guillen may wind up here if his son keeps mouthing off via Twitter.

6 - Birmingham's finest, Sir Charles, once quoted as saying, "This is my schedule: I wake up in the morning, decide where to play golf and drink beer all day."  I cannot think of a more American American.

See you in Birmingham y'all.

Dog Sniffing Tendency

Why is it that dogs always sniff other dogs poop before they decide on an ultimate resting place for their own?  There has to be some sort of scientific study done on this.  I mean Nathan (my dachshund) sniffs around, hunts out the other dogs poop, sniffs it repeatedly, and drops off his own - I pick it up of course.  I mean I get that dogs live a large part of their lives through their sense of smell, but crap can't be all that alluring a scent.

As for other dog's asses, that's another thing I don't get - I guess we should count our blessings that that's not the way humans get to know eachother - none that I know anyway.  Imagine smelling other people crotches/arm pits before finally beginning a conversation with them?  I'd rather not!

Practice at 3:30pm, I am sure there will be some poop out on the field, gotta make sure I bring some plastic bags.

Keep on pickin' up the poop. Enjoy the day, it's a great one here in the Bronx - 65 and sunny.