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Cookie Number Four. #cookieride
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Apr. 23rd, 2007 13:58People, it is 87F outside right now. 87F. 87F!
I spent the weekend playing outside, first going on a ramble all over Camberville Saturday with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hyounpark, picking up sandwiches at Hi-Rise, then picnicking and reading (Candide for me, in my quest to read the classics I haven't) in the sun at the park; Sunday, playing catch with noghri for almost an hour and a half and heading to dinner somewhat pinker from the sun than before.
Then dinner at John Harvard's with a vast and varied assortment of Amherstfolk, and the Sox game in the background, and Yankee fans may scoff about the validity of three games in April versus five games in August, and generally, I try to avoid bars with TVs and crowds when there's a game on, but hearing that first cheer, and then minutes later the second, more excited, and then by the hat trick half the bar is roaring, on their feet, and number four is just In. Freakin. Credible. Because three was already pretty unlikely, right? Add to that that all three games were pretty close, that in all three the Sox had to come from behind (where you don't dare to hope, you're just digging your heels in and praying it happens), Others may love pitchers' duels, shooting down the hopes of batters, but the sight of your batters smacking that ball, sending it sailing into the blue or streaming across the green into that hole between fielders, time after time after time, in your quirky little overpriced overstuffed history-laden home park? Makes my heart explode into confetti with the sheer hope and magic of spring.
Sure, there's fifteen more of those matchups remaining, and another 130 with other teams besides those. Sure, we were only playing .500 ball for the first half of April, if that. Sure, the Yankees weren't putting up their best against us this weekend (and I guess I could feel a little insulted or worried if I were minded to, but with the current weather I am IGNORING ALL STRIFE). But with taking two of three from Toronto, and sweeping the Yankees, the last week has been pret-ty fantastic.
Also, Orbitz Mint Mojito gum actually tastes more like lime than anything else.
Talk me out of buying a kiddie pool for the backyard. With a floating drink holder.
I spent the weekend playing outside, first going on a ramble all over Camberville Saturday with
hyounpark, picking up sandwiches at Hi-Rise, then picnicking and reading (Candide for me, in my quest to read the classics I haven't) in the sun at the park; Sunday, playing catch with noghri for almost an hour and a half and heading to dinner somewhat pinker from the sun than before.Then dinner at John Harvard's with a vast and varied assortment of Amherstfolk, and the Sox game in the background, and Yankee fans may scoff about the validity of three games in April versus five games in August, and generally, I try to avoid bars with TVs and crowds when there's a game on, but hearing that first cheer, and then minutes later the second, more excited, and then by the hat trick half the bar is roaring, on their feet, and number four is just In. Freakin. Credible. Because three was already pretty unlikely, right? Add to that that all three games were pretty close, that in all three the Sox had to come from behind (where you don't dare to hope, you're just digging your heels in and praying it happens), Others may love pitchers' duels, shooting down the hopes of batters, but the sight of your batters smacking that ball, sending it sailing into the blue or streaming across the green into that hole between fielders, time after time after time, in your quirky little overpriced overstuffed history-laden home park? Makes my heart explode into confetti with the sheer hope and magic of spring.
Sure, there's fifteen more of those matchups remaining, and another 130 with other teams besides those. Sure, we were only playing .500 ball for the first half of April, if that. Sure, the Yankees weren't putting up their best against us this weekend (and I guess I could feel a little insulted or worried if I were minded to, but with the current weather I am IGNORING ALL STRIFE). But with taking two of three from Toronto, and sweeping the Yankees, the last week has been pret-ty fantastic.
Also, Orbitz Mint Mojito gum actually tastes more like lime than anything else.
Talk me out of buying a kiddie pool for the backyard. With a floating drink holder.
