Summer '09

I met a new tennis partner last weekend, one who will challenge my game at the same time keep me fine tuned. While Jason and Guy play each other in the eastern time zone, I tirelessly work to hone my skills for the eventual meeting in which I will inevitably bash both of their brains in. They have no idea what lies in store for them. As for basketball, the great foot injury of '08 is a long distant memory, but has taught many valuable lessons of humility, courage, and perserverance.

The summer should be a memorable one, also in that the old man turns the big 3 zero. It's been a long time coming, and it's time to graduate to full adulthood. Good night faithful baseliners.