This Is How We Go Out

I will keep this short. I just got home from my first softball practice. My first fastpitch softball experience of any kind in nine years. 


I can hardly type, nor can I properly grip my beer. 


Now I have calloused fingertips on my left hand from playing guitar and violin, and a possibly- soon-to-be calloused index finger on my right (from pitching-- who knows how much I'll actually do at this point).

Wear your gem sweater.
(Another picture not taken by me.)

One of my best friends just informed me that he is going to get married next summer, too. Here is what he and his fiancé will be enjoying. Lucky.


"If you want to survive, just shoot them in the brains." -- Leslie Hall