There is something I do with my very top dudes, my very ribs on my side, my group of ballpeelers.
I'm talking, of course, of my best friends, only that that term doessn't make justice to them.
Us five go to the club, probably sround 4 or 5, to have plaenty of time to prepare before the sun goes down. We go up to the farthest isolated place, the softball field. Boy, I wonder what I wouldn't be now had it not been for the softball field.
Up on the softball field… Continue
Posted on April 5, 2008 at 10:00am