Last Day in the Show

It's a wistful A.F.O.M.G. coming at you today. That's because today is my final day in the job I've had the past two years. I'm really excited about the new role I'm taking on at my company, but still, I'm leaving behind some pretty good friends and, frankly, a pretty cushy lifestyle.

But out with the old and in with the new, isn't that what these New Mets are all about these days? New Met Rickey Henderson is here to light a fire under Los Carloses, and if he starts a gambling ring in the Mets clubhouse, well, who am I to judge?


(I know what you're thinking... why did he pick an image of Rickey in a Yankee cap. Come on. Look at that photo. How could I resist?)

Good start to the second half last night for the boys, by which I mean the first two batters of the game. Oh well, at least El Duque looked solid -- you can't walk BroYo there though. As painful as it is to give up a hit to the pitcher in a spot like that, walking him and then allowing a base hit is almost certainly worse. This is nothing he or any of you don't already know, but still, it really chaps my ass.

Anyway, sorry to do it to you but I can't go on and on today, as per my usual wont. I've got a bunch of random crap to get through before I bid adieu to my current cube forever.

But in case this measly post just isn't enough for you, allow me to leave you with perhaps the greatest gift a paralegal can offer... Escapa!

Have you ever played Escapa!? It'll change your life.

One last time as a paralegal...

- A.F.O.M.G.

(Image courtesy of baseballguru.com... thank you.)