Back to the Culling

Batting practice homerun that hit me in the right bicep. Boston Red Sox v. Minnesota Twins, 5/25/2009.

Sometimes, you have to take a baseball to the arm. Every now and then, you have to make summer happen. This weekend was a pretty brush stroke of summer, splayed out in greens and drinks, slurred speech of baseball fans and the wails of karaoke. It's been nice to take a break from the rigor of academic rule to finally open up to dome dogs and patio seating. I have to get back to work, but of course I'm going to allow myself more summer fun when not pushing for jobs. Once I find that groove expect the same smattering of graphic dunx I usually throw down on this intrepid blog. I'll leave you with the Boss, singing a song I may or may not have sung to a room full of vets at a VFW Saturday night (I definitely did).



This gun's for hire.