I remember the game that the picture was taken at. There actually is some irony in that photo.

I cried for days after Where the Red Fern Grows. After that I swore to never read books about animals.

I was a bad softball pitcher on not just a bad high school team, but a bad college team too. I don’t know how many games we played, but it was gruesome. I have carpal in my wrist because that’s how bad a pitcher was. I apparently never learned the correct motion. Yet, like Yuni, they keep putting me out there. Every…

So if you're watching the Marlins, it a gem of weirdness.

I posted this. I don't know why. Lonely, sad, hoping to hear that you all cared?

This is Yuni's friend, Mark.

You dug your own grave there. But that was a great thread.

What is it with you and cat comments lately?

Nothing says you believe in something like doing it half-assed.

Who needs parents, anyway? No one was present at my birth. Not even my mom.

It gets worse. 4/20 was also the day of the Gulf oil spill.

Thanks. I’m too tired to find more words of hope. Take care. I’m too tired to find more words of hope. Take care.

Ha, that’s what kills me about Yuni. He can’t make a routine double play but all of sudden he’s a hitting machine.

That’s what annoys me most about April 20. It’s a horrible day, and all the stoner brats think it’s hilarious. Especially in Colorado (read: Boulder). 15 people died on this day. There isn’t any real significance to 4-20 anyway – a lot of people think it’s a police code. It’s not. Some stoners just made it up to refer…

No one is likely awake, and I think it's already been mentioned, but I hate this week.

As newly un-engaged, don't forget me.

Johnny, thank you for that comment. I'm smiling for the first time all day.

Why bother with a closer when your starters give up 5 runs in the 1st?

Thanks.

Yeah, but how are you? Did you tell the gang your news?