There's no crying in baseball...but there's dancing!

This is just all kinds of awesome. If the whole world ran like (gulp) the Big East Baseball Tournament, life would be just about perfect. So yesterday (Thursday, 5/21) was supposed to be the winners bracket game between the UConn Huskies and the South Florida Bulls. Except the weather didn't cooperate, and a bunch of college-aged young men were sequestered together in a stadium with time to kill. Presumably they had no access to alcohol at this time. And there were no women in sight. Somehow it is comforting that this is what ensues when combatants, in the face of battle, come face to face outside of the battle. Enjoy.

Oh, and disregard the little ad at the beginning. I promise it gets better (check out the redheaded guy on South Florida...he's got some SKILLS!)

Playing Catch Up

I've been feeling pretty guilty about my lack of posts lately, and checking back on my posts by month: oh, look, not a single post in April!

Here's what's been up: April 1st was my wife's birthday. It was dandy. On the Friday before April vacation, I finished my class on Earth Systems Science, which has been the best online class I've ever taken. Baseball season started. Track season got into full swing. Association stuff got in the way. I got lazy. It was pea-planting season. Weather during vacation was wicked sweet, and I didn't want to spend my time blogging. I started using Facebook, and got my fix there. I became a full paying member on Sons of Sam Horn. Girly had her first gymnastics "meet". My 41st birthday (what a weak number, 41...I liken it to vanilla-flavored mashed potatoes) was April 30th. The family spent many hours rehearsing for the recital, and I spent many hours being a dutiful, supportive dad. I'm sure there were plenty of other things happening in April, too, but I have conveniently forgotten them at the exact same time I got tired of coming up with excuses for not writing. Serendipity is a cool thing.

Anyway, the school year now holds 30 more student days. A quick look at the calendar shows there are five Mondays remaining: five. That's just enough to fit on one hand. We have reached the milestone where we can say "only one more_____________left in the school year", i.e., "only one more complete month left in the school year".

Not that posts like this will make you clamor for more, but I do hope to be a little more regular this month, and in the coming months. I'd hate to get deleted from your Google Readers.