Friday, April 8, a date which will live in Major League Baseball infamy. For that is the date that my formerly favorite player, Manny Ramirez, retired. And why did he retire? Because he got caught taking performance enhancing drugs - AGAIN. So - rather than come clean, face the music, and accept his 100 game suspension, he took the coward's way out and retired from professional baseball.
Hi, my name's Tracie and I'm a Mormon. That being said, I've provided enough context for the conversation I had with the receptionist at work today: Christy: (Showing me a photo) What picture is this movie from? Me: Mmmm, Serendipity maybe? Christy: No...you should know this. Me: I should? Christy: (Finally) It's from the movie "Charlie"! Me: How would I know that? I don't watch Mormon movies. They're dumb. Now that I've let the cat out of the bag, I guess I should also confess that I also don't listen to Mormon pop music (other than the original recording of The Forgotten Carols), or read Mormon fiction. So sue me. Let's face it, it's not like most of them are of real quality anyway. When it comes to Mormon music, I'll stick with my MoTab and the hymns of Zion.
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