I just have to say, with baseball season upon us (and I am really excited about that, more than I thought I would be), that any mean thoughts I might have regarding anybody who has ever broken my heart do not even come remotely close to the intense hatred I feel for [certain Memphian]. I never had any trouble seeing his red asshole flags waving. I don't wish bad things on most people, except, you know, the occasional sprained ankle on a Duke basketball player, but [Memphian], he deserves so much worse. Karma, you know. I don't know when, but hopefully someday it will bite him in the ass.
Oh happy day: Tom Glavine and Roy Oswalt starting on Opening Day. And the possibilities that are lining up for my trip to Des Moines, the possibilities...
