Nettles got me. Bottom of the ninth.
Another one-day weekend come and gone.
I don't ever remember struggling this much just to keep my life at sea level.
Baby Bungle is a very good baby. Happy, cooperative, pleasant. Non-smoker. I cannot imagine my life without this wonderful creature.
But raising a kid and holding down jobs and shit is tough. There is simply no time for anything else. You come home, you work. Thank God Ma Bungle has the strength of ten women or we'd be hosed.
Tonight I missed Sunday night softball and it made me realize a couple of things:
1) Ma B. has really been holding it down on the nights I go play. Sunday evenings are busy in our home and I want to thank her for getting through so many of them without me.
2) I need some sporting activity on the weekend, I really do. And Sunday night softball is perfect. It actually makes the weekend seem much longer. It helps ward off the shivers of the approaching Monday morning and it allows me to drink some beers under the lights, which ain't bad. I also get to run around enough to burn off about 60 calories.
I hope I can make the games from here on out.
I had a nostalgic weekend for a couple of reasons. One, I spent some time looking at these two lists of all-time videos (via Metafilter):
Pitchfork
Stylus
Just looking back at all those videos took me through the last 20 years over and over again. I felt nostalgic when I saw the ones I was familiar with, and I felt even more melancholy somehow when I saw the ones that I had missed completely. Like I was angry at the world for doing cool stuff without me.
I also spent some time looking at the digital photos I've taken over the last three years. Amazing how my life has changed in that time. Truly amazing. Exciting changes, but the photos did make me miss the shit that I could still do in 2004 but not no' mo', like:
-go to bars
-walk around taking pictures of shit
-play basketball
-hang out with friends
-go to bars
-play poker
-take my time coming home from work
-be a lazy fool
Whatever, this isn't going anywhere. Good night.
Oh, first: enjoy Pete's excellent and prompt softball recap. Wish I'da been there.
cW gets Psychorabbitjeffersondat and earns himself 12 points.
For ten more, tell me what campy sci-fi movie D. Lee and I cut school to see in 6th grade?
I don't ever remember struggling this much just to keep my life at sea level.
Baby Bungle is a very good baby. Happy, cooperative, pleasant. Non-smoker. I cannot imagine my life without this wonderful creature.But raising a kid and holding down jobs and shit is tough. There is simply no time for anything else. You come home, you work. Thank God Ma Bungle has the strength of ten women or we'd be hosed.
Tonight I missed Sunday night softball and it made me realize a couple of things:
1) Ma B. has really been holding it down on the nights I go play. Sunday evenings are busy in our home and I want to thank her for getting through so many of them without me.
2) I need some sporting activity on the weekend, I really do. And Sunday night softball is perfect. It actually makes the weekend seem much longer. It helps ward off the shivers of the approaching Monday morning and it allows me to drink some beers under the lights, which ain't bad. I also get to run around enough to burn off about 60 calories.
I hope I can make the games from here on out.
I had a nostalgic weekend for a couple of reasons. One, I spent some time looking at these two lists of all-time videos (via Metafilter):
Pitchfork
Stylus
Just looking back at all those videos took me through the last 20 years over and over again. I felt nostalgic when I saw the ones I was familiar with, and I felt even more melancholy somehow when I saw the ones that I had missed completely. Like I was angry at the world for doing cool stuff without me.
I also spent some time looking at the digital photos I've taken over the last three years. Amazing how my life has changed in that time. Truly amazing. Exciting changes, but the photos did make me miss the shit that I could still do in 2004 but not no' mo', like:-go to bars
-walk around taking pictures of shit
-play basketball
-hang out with friends
-go to bars
-play poker
-take my time coming home from work
-be a lazy fool
Whatever, this isn't going anywhere. Good night.
Oh, first: enjoy Pete's excellent and prompt softball recap. Wish I'da been there.
cW gets Psychorabbitjeffersondat and earns himself 12 points.
For ten more, tell me what campy sci-fi movie D. Lee and I cut school to see in 6th grade?


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