Thursday, July 14, 2016

Nineteen-Thousand Words

or, all of the images (at the standard rate of, "a picture is worth a thousand words") but none of the text from the unpublished post,

"South Atlantic Slutlife"


I recently found the pictures in an online directory but have no desire to rewrite the spontaneously deleted record of four days of a 2014 trip to Georgia, South Carolina and Florida.

A disparate collection, I wondered (and have now discovered) what the images would look like without any narrative. Ignore my self-indulgence.

Saturday, July 9, 2016

We Interrupt Our Radio Silence


I really thought that after a while this blog would write itself, and yet it just sits there, cursor blinking, acting like it's all "what?" and I'm all "you know what" and it's like "no I don't u r so wyrd"...

Anyway, we've been focused on scheduling issues lately, rather than coverage of our recent trips. For reasons largely beyond our control, we've decided to scale back the large trip we had slated for later this month.

  • Reading Fightin' Phils
  • Lehigh Valley Iron Pigs
  • Harrisburg Senators
  • Altoona Curve / Pittsburgh Pirates
  • Erie Sea Wolves
  • Toronto Blue Jays
  • Buffalo Bisons
  • Batavia Muckdogs
  • Rochester Red Wings
  • Auburn Doubledays
  • Binghamton Mets
As small consolation, we will make it to the Williamsport Crosscutters, though Rob has seen them already.

We now return to our irregularly programmed schedule.

Friday, July 8, 2016

Comparatively Speaking

Someone once said to me, "Everything isn't a competition," and I have adopted the saying as my own. It can be said in jest or as an admonishment or somewhere in-between.

On 4th Avenue South, between Al Lang Stadium and Tropicana Field.
Some phenomena are more quantifiable than others.

Everything isn't a competition but Melvin and I do make comparisons when we are on the road. Often the first conversation of day begins with the question, "How's the shower?" That was true of our May trip to Florida as well.