The Thunderstick Welcomes Mrs. Thunderstick

Many of you know my boy Rob, the Thunderstick, from the Red Sox Diaries. Well, early tomorrow morning I will jump on a plane bound for Houston to jump on a plane bound for Cleveland to jump on a plane bound for the greater Scranton-Wilkes Barre area to be in Rob's wedding. A good time will be had by all. Until I wake up about three hours after the reception dies down to reverse my course.

Hold down the fort, fellas.

Oh -- and Go Red Sox!!!