Plenty for the vultures.

I kicked yesterday’s ass.

And it kicked mine right back.

It was the fight scene from “They Live” kinda day.

I got no reading done on “Eat a Peach”.

I drove a lot.

And I went to the grocery store like a dozen times.

So, pretty much a normal Thursday.

And then I went to bed…

That photo really sums up trying to rest at my house.

Or at least trying to rest while anyone else is still awake.

It’s part of the reason why I’m the last to bed every night and the first up in the mornings.

Only part of the reason.

The rest of the reasons have to do with my brain being insane.

Speaking of insane, apparently Aldis the Goldenboy’s baseball team is having a parents versus kids game tonight.

And I was informed that I will be playing baseball.

For the first time in, let’s say 25 years just to be safe.

Probably closer to 30 if I’m being honest.

All I know is that I’m gonna play with the same enthusiasm that Worf had when he played baseball in that one episode of Deep Space Nine.

If some fucking kid gets in between me and the base, I will plow that little fucker down.

So if you’re bored tonight around 6pm, hit me up and I’ll give you the details of the game’s location.

And on that note, I’d better go wear myself out with workouts and work errands before having to destroy a bunch of children at a game I barely grasp the rules of.

See ya’ tomorrow.

More soon. ~SC