The Labor Day Cookout (last part)

So everybody had a good time at the Pasadena Parrots softball team Labor Day picnic. When Joyce and I were in the car, I did ask her about why she didn’t talk to anyone else when I was in the pool. And not to tell me it was about age, since that’s bullshit. But that’s … Continue reading The Labor Day Cookout (last part) →

The Labor Day Cookout (part 2)

So the Pasadena Parrots had a bring your girlfriend Labor Day cookout at one of our outfielder’s parents’ house in San Marino. The house was amazing, and had like a whole park for a backyard. Obviously with a swimming pool and tennis court. I don’t play tennis, but I never pass up a chance at … Continue reading The Labor Day Cookout (part 2) →