erika, you'll like this story.

So one of Emmett's good plays at catcher came on a pop up. High foul pop behind the plate. Emmett goes back on the ball thinking it'll go over the backstop fence, but throws off his mask to see. Ball comes almost straight down parallel to the fence and inches away. It's a tough catch even for a major league catcher because you've got to flick your glove out at the last second to catch it - you can't get under it, and the fence is in the way of your glove.

Emmett makes the catch, and it's a last out of the inning and he gets knuckle bumps from all of his teammates, out by the mound. The batter (who had oddly run it out to first even though the ball was entirely foul) ran back across the field from first to his dugout on the third base side and made a point of pushing through our team at the mound and very pissily called Emmett a "lucky fuck."

Our guys were so flummoxed at this breach in sports etiquette that the only rejoinder they could muster was from Emmett's teammate Ben (a very nice boy) who said, "Don't be a hater!"

We didn't mind kicking that team's ass.

(We'd seen their coach before at previous tournaments and he'd indulged some extremely assholish and unsportsmanlike behavior.)

I just had to unlock 21 bathroom stalls with a broom over the top of the door because some imp (or imps) thought it would be funny to lock them all and crawl out underneath.

Cool. Go, Emmett. Kick hater ass. Nope, definitely no Coach Taylor on that other squad.

More like Coach Dickies (that's from an ep this season, erika, I just rewatched it today).

Okay, sitcom ep pitch written - now to write a short film pitch.

what I just typed in my nightly operations notes amuses me, "We had to kick some kids out of Narnia for various inappropriate behaviors."

Back to England with ye!

I love it when you can use sentences like that legitimately.

Wow. It is quiet in here.

Hey, we had a power outage here overnight/this morning.

Weird thing? The storms in the area were 100 miles away and over by several hours when the outage occurred.

When I notice how dead it is here on the weekends or holidays I sometimes wonder if A) People have lives, or B) People really screw off a lot at work.

I am SO crabby this morning. I didn't fall asleep until well after 1:00 a.m. I love the insomnia that kicks in during my fibro flareups. Doesn't matter if I take my night meds or not, I just can't get to sleep. So, I'm supposed to be here to rest and get better. Dad came and woke me up at 8:30 and told me to get up because they were starving. So, now I'm up and crabby. And I'm going to get nothing done today. Grrrr....

{{vw}} I hope you get a chance to nap today.

You have reminded me that I'm hungry. Hmmm, what to eat...