And did I mention I moved out
I got my own place off of South
And I've been living hand to mouth
For going on a year by now
And yes I still see El around
It's different but I can't say how
She cut her hair it's back to brown
She's living with her boyfriend now
I haven't written anything on this site for.. well.. ever, so I thought it was time.
So here's a bunch of stuff I've been thinking about lately. Some of it is even about baseball.
Less than Zero: Did anyone see the Red Sox-Indians game last
Thursday (Aug. 3)? Bottom of the 6th inning, Boston at the plate, down
7-3. The Bo Sox manage to load the bases with nobody out and who should
come up to the plate but Ken Freakin' Huckaby. You know, the former Jay
with the .282 lifetime slugging percentage. I swear every single person
watching the game KNEW he was going to ground out into a doubleplay.
Why the Red Sox didn't try putting the squeeze on, I'll never know.
Anyhow, Huck swings away and sure enough, grounds out to the 2nd
baseman and the Indians turn two. Red Sox wind up losing the game by
one stinking run. Honestly, Huck should have just stood there at the
plate, hoping for a walk or to get plunked or possibly for divine
intervention. Dad thought it was absolutely hilarious. He is an Indians
fan, though.
Topps of the Pop: I've noticed lately that if you look at Topps
sets from the late 1970s and early 1980s, they only have like five
different shots. That's it. I was flipping through the 1981 set last
night and it certainly holds true. The shots are:
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