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I&#146ve noticed an interesting and surprising trend lately. I&#146m seeing a lot of kids walking around wearing Milwaukee Brewer hats, with the old logo, the one that I&#146ll always love. Sure, they can change the logo, the uniforms, and even the stadium, but forever in my mind, the Brew Crew will always be about that blue and yellow mb baseball glove, playing in County Stadium.

So it&#146s interesting to me to see these hats. I find it both pleasing and disconcerting. It brings back a lot of memories for me personally, memories I am sure most of those kids don&#146t have, but I love to see any support for the Brewers, no matter how trendy.

My mom took me to meet a few of those ball players, when I was kid. I had the biggest crush on Ben Oglivie, he scared me and thrilled me all at once. I remember being absolutely fascinated with him, reveling in how black he was and how very white his teeth seemed. He smiled at me and shook my hand and signed my little program book. I can&#146t remember what year it was though, it had to be ’81, I remember Robin Yount and Cecil Cooper and Paul Moliter and Pete Vuckovich and Rollie Fingers, crazy old Rollie Fingers, and of course Jim Gantner.

When I get back to Tucson, I should go digging for that program book. I know it&#146s somewhere. I got quite a few signatures on it. That&#146s what happens when you&#146re a cute 6-year-old girl asking ball players for autographs.

It doesn&#146t look like I lost all my memories after all. Although I&#146m probably not remembering everything right.

Is it me or does it seem weird to anyone else that Bush calls himself a war president? Coming into office and creating a war and then calling yourself a war president? What the hell is that? And since when is a war the greatest thing a president could ever do? He orchestrated that war and now he stands on top of it as if it&#146s the most momentous victory in all of history, pounding his chest and shouting, &#147Look at all the good I did! I am a war president; I led our country through war! I am the greatest man to ever live! Give me more campaign money!&#148

I read that Bush has not attended the funeral of any personnel killed in Iraq. Which seems maybe in direct opposition with all of his spouting but at the same time, you know that if he DID attend any funerals, he would make it the biggest media spectacle this side of Hollywood, so in a way it&#146s good, because really, a funeral is just not the time for a photo-op. I wonder how his spin doctors will handle this latest rash of killings and the images of charred Americans and cheering crowds. I am sure he&#146ll work into his election campaign somehow. As I am sure Kerry will work it into his.

Go to your local record store (independent if possible) and purchase the album Finally Woken by Jem.

A few of you may say, &#147But she sounds like Dido!&#148

And I say don&#146t be so ridiculous. Dido is for your mother. Jem is for you. Now go, buy, listen, enjoy.

It&#146s official! I am having a boy! a little loafe boy with a little loafe penis and gorgeous amazing christa genes.

Everything is going just swell so far and the baby is healthy and normal and perfect and sweet and I saw his feet and his hands and his thumb and his penis and his heart and his bladder and his brain and his spine and and and and…I JUST LOVE HIM SO MUCH.

If I could have an ultrasound every day of my pregnancy, I would. Because it is the most awesome thing in the whole world.

I gotta say, I love being pregnant. I never feel alone. Everywhere I go, my baby is right there with me. I can talk to him and tell him jokes and he always laughs, ALWAYS. And he tells me how warm and comfortable I am inside and he loves to hear me talk and laugh and he is having just so much fun swimming around in me. I feel sorry for you boys, because you don&#146t get to experience this and no wonder you all hate us and feel so threatened by us! I am beginning to understand. I would be so jealous if I were a boy, so jealous that I couldn&#146t have a baby.