Enjoying baseball is no more hard than it was before Taffy died, and makes me feel a little closer to her.
Enjoying baseball in the sun in California sometimes means listening to the sounds of a game in Ohio.
This is a photo of a bridge that fell down. My parents used to climb all over it when I was a kid. Makes you wonder.
My 4pm flight from Cleveland to O’Hare normally takes 75 minutes. Last night, my 4pm flight got me home some time early this morning. I got into bed around 2am or so. And it still wasn’t the worst flight I’ve been on!
This started when he went to a baseball game and rooted for the Yankees, actually, a few years ago. She called me to ask if I could make a website to petition that LeBron James was an asshole, and tell people to boycott his brand. I’m sure right now she’s looking at ‘King’ James’ exodus […]
I spent a quick 36 hours in Cleveland with my family. It was fun. We went for a hike around Horseshoe Lake.