I've ironed my Gonzo tee shirt, brushed off my World Series cap, prepared a series of delicious menus, lined up cat macros, oh, and a huge supply of maalox.

I've been changing my sleeping habits so I wake up in the early  hours, am going to pay for MLB radio which involves loaning someone else's credit card, telling the cats to keep off the damn laptop and bracing myself for a woeful season while hoping for a great one.

Oh and I'm very nearly over the loss of Mark Reynolds. *sob sob*