baseball analogy time

I have realized why I appreciate the role players, bench guys, and singles hitters more than the average baseball fan. Because in a certain sense, I am a slap hitter.

I'm never going to have that sweet Ken Griffey Jr. home run swing, or that perfectly balanced, completely even swing of perfection that is Albert Pujols. I'm like a mix between David Eckstein and his .250 avg and Ichiro and his .350 in that I'm not quite as successful or quirky as Mr. Suzuki, nor am I so short and limited in natural prowess like Mr. 2006 World Series MVP. I'm somewhere in between. Some of that quirk, some of that making do with a skinny frame and a weaker arm.

In the end though, even if I did have that home run pop, swinging for the fences makes me uncomfortable. Besides having cool names, Jack Cust and Russell Branyan are able to mash that homer every now and then, and it's pretty impressive. It's also instant gratification. But they also strike out a lot more. And even though they get that run across the board, there is nothing for the offense to build on. It's every man for yourself.

So I'll keep on building rallies. Sac bunting here, stealing a base there. Smart baserunning, sound baseball fundamentals. I might not score everytime. But it's alright. I'll be concentrating on building those rallies. It is, after all, how we won that softball championship.

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Life isn't bad being on the backburner. This simmering provides a nice constant heat, and is completely necessary for the proper development of the meal. In any case, being on the stove is a lot better than being in the trash can. Or sitting on top of a disgustingly rotten (to the point of juices instead of meat) year-old fish in a neglected refridgerator drawer. But I just hope that the pot doesn't get forgotten on the backburner. Don't want to reach the point where all the soup has evaporated and it's just really chewy, hard, inedible pieces of pai gu left in the pot. No, the meat must be added to the meal at the right time. And then it will be delicious.

embarking on the unknown... and PB&J

First... inspiration from DNgo and a bowl of oatmeal I had during finals week. We were moving out soon so in an effort to finish the bit of strawberry jelly we had left, I just dumped it in my oatmeal.

After a few bites, I realized that the bland oatmeal was not doing enough to counteract the overly sweet preserves. The jelly had made its point. It needed some peanut butter.

In life, whether its from our parents or our friendships, we need both jelly and peanut butter.
Jelly is the sweet loving kindness that makes everyone smile.
Peanut Butter is that salty base that keeps you honest.

Without jelly, peanut butter just seems a little too mean and dry. Your mouth can only handle so much before it gets glued together. Without peanut butter, jelly just gets kind of old. You stop growing as a person and your character becomes stale without someone to kick you in the behind every once in a while.

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So tonight begins my first Irvine experience without Yibs and Mwen. It's weird not having that constant comfort blanket of people to talk to or eat with. I don't even have Princess, and the availability that comes with her. I would go into some emotions and feelings such as loneliness and slight anxiousness yet excitement at the same time but Arkin's reading of that random journal will forever prohibit me from doing so in a blog. I will now stop name-dropping like a vatz of fat.
Summer '09 embarking... now.

Silly Nonsense #1

Tonight the thunder storms
and the lightning flashes
the small boy inside the man
remembers a time cozy and warm

Tonight the rain clouds roar
and the night brightens
the remaining childhood glee
pokes its head out a little more

Tonight the darkness quakes
the window an escape
the stresses of the hard day
slip and slide into the wake

epic amounts of fun

A list to capture the rest of one of the most fun weeks of my life, because obviously no one likes to read drawn out thematic formats, especially when they're not actually in choose-your-own-adventure books... and I won't even use the word hectic to describe anything.

Weds (eye of the storm):
Jennyfershurr visits... karaoke revolution
Families Forward Interview... eye opening experience
Officially named Sports Editor for the New U for 2009-2010! Hasn't even sunk in yet that I'm finally an editor.

Thurs
VDCn - Gao 6, VDCn 0 ... upset of the century... especially proud of Vanessa Anne and Linda who played with us for this game.
Quality Jennyfershurr time
Akkalaka stops by
The fabulous DLy is named Copy Editor for the New U for 2009-2010! Soo excited to have such an esteemed colleague.

Fri
Chicken and Broccoli at Le Dip
Strasburg at UCI... fail
Mini-Re:act
Banquet Practice

Sat
All day Edge Banquet extravaganza. Loved everyone's performances. Soo much fun. Even if my jai ho tutting was off from everyone else.
Quick stint as flower delivery guys.

Sun
2,600 word recap article... sports editor hazing.
Editor shadowing
Softball... VDCn - Gao 10, Laguna 9. Down 9-3 in the bottom of the 5th, really came together and pulled this one out. AWESOME game.
VDCn - Gao 15, Middle Earth 3. Opposite way singles all the way! From 0-4 in the regular season to 4-0 in the playoffs!!! Housing Intramural Champs!!!
Dave & Busters AA banquet... so fashionably late gucci would be jealous. Actually picking the 200 ticket case for the deal or no deal! Picking all the ugly girls' cases so they would leave the stage actually worked.

Week 9, so unbelievably fine...