Softball is winding down and talk of next year is already starting. I finally quit my old team like a bad habit. There were some good memories there. I learned a lot from those guys and I'll never forget them. Now I have to decide what to do about next year, who am I going to play for?
There are already 4 teams asking me to play - 3 E teams and 1 D team (D being a higher division level, more competitive).
One of the E teams is already out of the picture, they are just a bunch of old guys that probably won't go anywhere. They'll win some games but I just don't really fit in and they'll be quittin the game in a couple of years due to their age.
The D team could be fun but I'm not sure I'm ready to be playing competitive D ball. Sure, I can hold down the outfield, I may not have the arm but I can track and catch with some of the best in KC. It's the hitting that I'm just not comfortable with at that level.
As for the two E teams...one team I have tons of fun with 99% of the guys on the team, but the one running the team is annoying as hell. If he wasn't there I'd play with them in a heartbeat.
The last team, is a solid team and were making a solid run at World's this year, until it got rained out. I'm just not sure how will I mesh with these guys because I have only played with 3 or 4 of their guys. It's going to be a tough decision and I'll have to make one sooner or later.
As for league ball next year, I've decided I'm done with the KCBT league. I want to grab some of those guys, because I enjoy playing with them, and get a league team together out at Frank White or something.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Death and Family
My sister lost her son 10 months ago tomorrow (Feb 24, 2008).
The state of things as they are now:
My sister and her husband continue in their religious fervor.
My mother is a bit distressed about everyone. She is definitely in 'worried' mode about my sister.
My dad as usual is just trying to help everyone out.
My brother, I'm not sure where he's at in this whole mess.
Me, well...I have declared my unbelief in God to everyone except my mom, she doesn't need to worry about me as well as everyone else. I really don't want to even be here in KC anymore. I just want to get away from everyone because there is nothing I can really do to help. I just stand around at family gatherings and watch...then leave. I hate it. There is nothing to do...but do nothing. So I try to avoid as much contact as possible, still playing softball...and save up for possibly moving away to Chicago to be around Caleb again. We'll see if that works out or not.
My dad offered some advice from when his sister lost her son back in the early 90's, but their relationship is not severed by religion like mine with my family. Most of my family goes to church, hangs out with church people and they all do church stuff. I dont take part in it so I really don't "fit in". I'd rather go out, have some drinks and get stupid than go to family crap, it's miserable now. Everyone puts on their face and walks on eggshells around my sister and her family, and I know she can tell but what else is there to do?
The state of things as they are now:
My sister and her husband continue in their religious fervor.
My mother is a bit distressed about everyone. She is definitely in 'worried' mode about my sister.
My dad as usual is just trying to help everyone out.
My brother, I'm not sure where he's at in this whole mess.
Me, well...I have declared my unbelief in God to everyone except my mom, she doesn't need to worry about me as well as everyone else. I really don't want to even be here in KC anymore. I just want to get away from everyone because there is nothing I can really do to help. I just stand around at family gatherings and watch...then leave. I hate it. There is nothing to do...but do nothing. So I try to avoid as much contact as possible, still playing softball...and save up for possibly moving away to Chicago to be around Caleb again. We'll see if that works out or not.
My dad offered some advice from when his sister lost her son back in the early 90's, but their relationship is not severed by religion like mine with my family. Most of my family goes to church, hangs out with church people and they all do church stuff. I dont take part in it so I really don't "fit in". I'd rather go out, have some drinks and get stupid than go to family crap, it's miserable now. Everyone puts on their face and walks on eggshells around my sister and her family, and I know she can tell but what else is there to do?
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
She don't use jelly
I know there are some quirky people out there, but I recently dated this bi-err-girl. We met over the internet (oh ya, this is going to get good). Now, I know what you are saying, "socially inept". Ya, well...maybe I am, but I would like to think I'm fairly normal. I am not a nerd, I play sports, I have a job, so if I'm on the web looking for a girl, maybe there is a girl similar to me out there doing the same.
Anyway, back to this bi-err-lady. We go to dinner together, things go great. The next weekend I visit her again and she states she is going to cook me dinner. She had mentioned she's a picky eater but that's ok, I'm not so this should go pretty well. She cooks a weird stir-fry of pre-cooked turkey, eggs, peas, corn and white rice. I notice the soy sauce she uses has the green cap, I know that the green cap is low sodium. She's trying to be healthy, no big deal.
We sit down to eat and I look around for the salt and pepper. It's nowhere in sight so, in not trying to offend the bi-err-girl, I start eating. The stuff is bland. No seasoning at all. Great.
"Hey, where's the salt and pepper?".
"Oh, it's in the cupboard, why?"
"Can I have some?"
"Sure. Sorry, but I don't like salt."
Time out. What did she just say? Did she just say I don't like salt? Time in.
"Hey, I just remembered I don't date bi-err-girls that don't like salt. I gotta go."
How can anyone not like salt? I can't believe this is true. What I DO believe is that she wants to be the odd person. The person that is so unique for their oddities in life that people will remember them. So she is the bi-umm-person that doesn't like salt. You have fun with that.
Anyway, back to this bi-err-lady. We go to dinner together, things go great. The next weekend I visit her again and she states she is going to cook me dinner. She had mentioned she's a picky eater but that's ok, I'm not so this should go pretty well. She cooks a weird stir-fry of pre-cooked turkey, eggs, peas, corn and white rice. I notice the soy sauce she uses has the green cap, I know that the green cap is low sodium. She's trying to be healthy, no big deal.
We sit down to eat and I look around for the salt and pepper. It's nowhere in sight so, in not trying to offend the bi-err-girl, I start eating. The stuff is bland. No seasoning at all. Great.
"Hey, where's the salt and pepper?".
"Oh, it's in the cupboard, why?"
"Can I have some?"
"Sure. Sorry, but I don't like salt."
Time out. What did she just say? Did she just say I don't like salt? Time in.
"Hey, I just remembered I don't date bi-err-girls that don't like salt. I gotta go."
How can anyone not like salt? I can't believe this is true. What I DO believe is that she wants to be the odd person. The person that is so unique for their oddities in life that people will remember them. So she is the bi-umm-person that doesn't like salt. You have fun with that.
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