We got up at 6:15 this morning
on a Saturday
to drive out to Concord for a 7:30 warmup for an 8:30 tournament baseball game. Jesus, that was a long fucking day. We had a second game at 2:30. In between games we hid out at JZ's mom's house, then went back there after all games for dinner.
Woof. I'm not loving this. We lost both games too. 2-1, 4-1.
Emmett did hit a clean triple in his very first at bat with the tournament team, though.
Someone fly me to California and get me a job and a place to stay, k? Thanks much.
Hee. Emily, I have recent experience with this task if you need moral support...
You can stay with me, Emily.
There, you're a third of the way there.
Hec! You poor over-baseball-saturated dad!
You, Mr. Hecubus, have been sending e-mails to my hotmail account, which I only check maybe once a week anymore. Gmail is my primary e-mail now, which you've been using, so the switch back to my hotmail address confuzzles me.
In any case, I wasn't ignoring those e-mails; I just didn't know I had them until today, when I checked hotmail.
There, you're a third of the way there.
Excellent! Alas, I have another year of school left, and then I'll be licensed to teach only in this state, and all in all a move to California is a far, far future plan. But somedays I'd like to chuck it. If only there weren't that pesky money thing!
On the up side, I know now how to use trigonometry for certain somewhat contrived problems. So go me!
Should go to bed now. Don't wanna. Maybe I'll take trigonometry with me. Good night, all.
Now I need to find a shooting range with classes.
ita wants to go skeet surfing with Val Kilmer.
Have seen the Bat movie. Joins ita with the squeeage.
Poking head to post that, according to the Buffista Calendar, today is PMM's birthday. Happy birthday, Plei! With lots of wishes for a great day and a wonderful year!