this is just like the seasons of my youth. outdoor games, decent young talent mixed with a sprinkling of all-stars who are then invariably let go by
calvin griffith bill smith; all the while struggling to hit the 70 win mark. good times.
i’d like to add to the list of people it should be legal to smack* the a-holes in my office who sidle up to me at the urinal. c’mon man, we learned this is grade school. i’ll wait to smack you after you’ve zipped up, you jackass.
- people who stare at their phones, not where they’re going; be them in a skyway, on the street, in an elevator, in my fucking way. you’re the first to be forearm shivvered, dinks.
- the urinal guys.