August 18, 2006


Twice this week friends have said they had extra tickets to a baseball game but didn't invite me because they didn't think I was "the baseball type.' For the record I love baseball especially live. Even minor league (especially minor league actually), even college baseball. Next time don't forget.

posted at 10:30 PM by raul

Filed under: personal history


08/23/06 04:01 PM

You at a baseball game seems to me like a cat at a Neil Young concert. If I had tickets, you would have been among the last I'd ask.

Funny, isn't it, how we unintentionally exude personae that we are unaware of or have such trouble refurnishing. It reminds me of the line in that otherwise uninspired book "The Rule of Four" in which one of the characters observes that it is the fate of every father to be misunderstood by his son.


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