4/14/10
Softball: Stark Musings on the Gestalt of our Predicament
Dear People,
Chris Fure, Tucker, Ramona, Enid and myself converged on Sunday morning for an intensive existential powwow on how we as an aerobic people can survive in the wake of so much hostility from the environment, the state and even other athleticists. The fact is we’ve now been screwed four of the past eight weeks, and thus during a long and frank debate over tofu scrambles and myrrh, we voted 3-2 to transition by year’s end from unaffiliated email-organized softball to a weekly backyard round-robin of indoor cigars, blackjack and latex-only twister. Representative democracy; Deal with it.
In any case, while we were savoring the fine brunch, we noticed that this hideous grey rodent was trying to cross Solano, but was being harassed by both the pounding rain and an equally hideous peckophilic black crow. Personally, I have no fondness for your generic rodentia, but in fairness, the rat was following all the rules—scampering from one side of the road to the other while both avoiding cars and staying right in the middle of the crosswalk!—and it just seemed to me that this ravenesque thug was way out of line.
Yes, I understand that nature is as inscrutable as she is annoying, but really, between the rain, the crow and the myrrh, I found myself reflecting on that most vexing of philosophical queries: Is it better to have been born and lived, or, when all is said and done, to have never lived at all? I honestly don’t know, but I do know that like that poor vomitous rat, we as a softball-playing people will always have to struggle against the random and ceaseless buzzkills of our everyday lives—wet, pecky and oblivious to sorrow. And therefore there will a game at Codornices this Sunday at 11, IF I get enough commits by this Friday morning. . .Raymond
4/14/10
Softball: A Seasonal Return to Chez Pretentious
Dear People,
There will be a game at Codornices this Sunday at 11, and as of now it is full. As always, please let me know ASAP if you committed and need to cancel, and feel free to contact me later for reopened slots.
This week’s field fee is just $4, and that includes a delightful post-game oyster ragoût with leeks, kale and organic Champagne butter….Raymond
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