The Dodgers are in Deeper Doody

I’m not done with the Dodgers. Not even close lol. In my last post, I started pointing the finger at manager Dave Roberts. Y’all probably guessed that I’m going to say this reminds me of something I experienced when I was playing ball. And it does. Not when I was a pro (our manager in … Continue reading The Dodgers are in Deeper Doody →

The Dodgers are in Deep Doody

I don’t mean to leave y’all hanging about the iPhone and Joyce and the flourless chocolate cake, but something’s gotta be said about the Dodgers. And soon. What a mess. It’s not that Corey Seager was so brilliant and carrying the team this year. I already said how I thought that his performance (or lack … Continue reading The Dodgers are in Deep Doody →

This Could be a Problem

Okay…so I may have a little problem with one of the “women in my life”… Joyce is buying me stuff. (In case you missed who Joyce was, she's the older woman who hit on me in the store and who made a fortune selling her bitcoins at exactly the right time.) It started out around … Continue reading This Could be a Problem →

Parrots 19, Kung Paos 2

Tuesday night sucked for LA baseball…but it was a great night for softball. At least for the Pasadena Parrots. I reckon it sucked for the Kung Paos. That’s the score in the headline. 19 runs isn’t impossible in softball, but c’mon, it’s 19 runs. We f***in killed it. (Mom said it was ok for me … Continue reading Parrots 19, Kung Paos 2 →

Introducing the Blocks

Mom’s started reading my blog. She says she likes it and maybe they do teach you to write after all at Maryville High. Mom came for a visit in January and hated Monica on sight, so she really liked the Valentine’s Day report. Okay, she liked the strip club part less, and asked why I … Continue reading Introducing the Blocks →

Back to Joyce

So I reckon y’all may be wondering about Joyce, since a couple months have gone by since I first met her. I guess y’all may also be wondering about Monica. No, we didn’t break up after she was a total bitch to me on Valentine’s Day. I’m still seeing her. Usually around once a week. … Continue reading Back to Joyce →

Corey Seager: View from Short

What I was going to write for Seager’s birthday tribute was that he’s the best shortstop I’ve seen play live (excepting when I saw Cal Ripken Jr. for two games of a double header when I was 8 and Dad and I drove up to Baltimore.) No wonder he was Rookie of the Year and … Continue reading Corey Seager: View from Short →

The Corey Seager Injury

I started out writing this last Friday, as a tribute to Corey Seager on his 24th birthday. Then life, a date with Monica on Friday and a “date” with Candy (I still call her that) on Saturday happened…and I not only missed church, but I forgot to finish my blog, too. Then, on Monday, along … Continue reading The Corey Seager Injury →