-[sigh] What's the occasion? -It's our three week anniversary.

Let's go back to our dull lives in search for meaning.

-This is your room Mr. Rowengartner. -We get our own rooms?

-On the road, we conserve our food. -Food? -Everywhere we go, there's free food. This steak, for example!

Baseball is 162 grueling games played in a more than a dozen cities. Now on the field, we conserve our energy.

September in Chevaz Ravine, Los Angeles, California. Our beloved Cubbies are just three games behind the New York Mets, with 15 games left to play.

And there's the first pitch of the season!

-Get plenty of rest! -Sunscreen!

Little bit of competition, huh?

-You big, ugly piece of- -sit!

The diamond, the decorations, and the dread of yet another losing season.

Richard's calling for the attention of Wock! Again!

-Throw the heat! Throw the heat! -Cut the funky cheese!

-You have a boat? -Yeah. Kind of.

$500? That's like 6 years of allowance!

I gotta be out of my mind.

Alright, bring him out of there now!

You gotta get rid of Ched Steadman.

Now the three week anniversary is the, um... That's the necklace anniversary.

The bone is fine. But the tendons have fused with the humerus.