After getting him the first ice cream sundae of his life, it looked like I was going to get my Hickory roommate Slater laid for the first time too. Y’all know how I said he was looking at the all the ice cream when he walked into Udderly Delicious for the first time? Ok, that’s … Continue reading Apartment 643 (last part)
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Apartment 643 (part 3)
So I was telling you about my roommate Slater in Hickory, and then got sidetracked by the story of me and Joyce and the Parrots’ Labor Day cookout. (That turned out okay, once Joyce calmed down from her jealousass reaction to some of the other girlfriends there. I just let her go on until she … Continue reading Apartment 643 (part 3)
Apartment 643 (part 2)
During my year playing ball in Hickory, one of my two roommates was a kid who’d been drafted out of high school. Name: Slater Hughes. Position: 1st base. His mother controlled his entire life so he never had one. She not only came with him to Hickory, but she stayed in our apartment for a … Continue reading Apartment 643 (part 2)
Apartment 643 (part 1)
I'm sure y'all know by now that in 2016 I played a year of A-ball for the Hickory Crawdads in North Carolina. When I was in Hickory, I was sharing an apartment with two other guys on the team. It wasn’t anything fancy, but it wasn’t a slum. Since the team helped us find it, … Continue reading Apartment 643 (part 1)
Home Run Derby
I’m not a big fan of the All Star game (who is?). If you ask me, the best part of last night’s game was having Mike Trout miked up when he was supposed to be fielding. I guess it’s an honor to be picked for an All Star game, but I always wonder how many … Continue reading Home Run Derby
Saturday Night with Monica (part 1)
I'm not sure, but I may have given y’all the impression that, since I’ve woken up in Joyce’s bed, Monica’s out of the picture. She isn’t. We’re still having the same one dinner/Netflix/sex night a week we’ve been having for a long time, and I reckon it works. (It’d work better if I didn’t have … Continue reading Saturday Night with Monica (part 1)
Fathers Day (part 2)
I thought I was just going to write a few things about my Dad and then I guess I got kinda carried away. I split what I wrote into two parts, and I think you need to read the first one to understand what I'm going to say about Dad here. It comes down to … Continue reading Fathers Day (part 2)
Ballerina Pink
I was so worked up over the final score in the Dodgers game on Sunday that I totally forgot to comment on the get ups they had on. I've got a Mom. I understand Mothers Day. I also understand that they want to sell ball caps in different colors, since we all already have Dodger … Continue reading Ballerina Pink
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
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
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