The Coolest Mom Ever

She stood ten feet off of first base, score-book cradled in her left arm as she watched the batter walk up to the plate. First pitch…ball. Second pitch…foul… Third pitch…a hard strike to the third baseman whose glove hit the ball wrong and sent it careening behind him. “Get moving,” she hollered as he scrambled,…

wilson

120/365

Days go by and I have a pile of information stacked in my head. Piles of thoughts that are like old dusty library books. The voice in my head had its say, but it never bubbled to the surface. Stories from years ago, revelations, passionate stirrings…all bubbling, but tossed to the side to sit in…

state high baseball

112/365

Well. Monday. Yes. Monday. Bleh. It wasn’t a bad day. A rote day. A day full of catching up on tedium. I spent some time reading “The Naked Presenter” and taking notes. It seems a lot of people don’t like this book. I, however, do. Lots of valuable stuff. Had my official employee review today…

105/365

He called us Friday night to let us know that he was pitching on Saturday. Caught between a turnip and blood, depending on a certain bank transaction, there was only dust, and we talked, agonized, turned down the $20 Otto’s dinner and told him we couldn’t make it. Next morning, in the dawn of a…