
My dream of last night, holy smucksville. I was in Chicago - going to see a baseball game. Steve Goodman was going to sing and we had to have these special badges to get in. The badges, well, they were like a blue ribbon you would win at the fall fair. They were red, white, and blue - threaded, hand sewn. I remember, when I received mine, I could see the letters 'B' and 'A'. There was a harley, Tom Reynolds came and got his badge; music was playing. I can remember thinking there is so many people. Then, I awoke. I thought to myself - geez, I didn't get to see the first pitch - I did not hear the anthem...maybe I should go back to sleep and try to recall it. No, no, no, I have tarts to bake today!
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