Hail to the weak

I was here today! Which was cool. Dad took me and when I look back at that, I have to say that this was a rather strange occurrence. Dad used to get pissed when we did anything sports related. The more I think about it, the more I believe baseball has been one the most important activities in my life. Sports are not just some waste of time like I used to believe (due to the way Pops always looked down upon them). They are essential. I've been comparing sports to art lately too. In sports there is passion. I realized once that I would have bad weeks at work when we didn't play a little football over the weekends. Softball has brought my family together like nothing has ever brought my family together. Tho, this post was going to be about how annoyed I am with the Texans-SanFran-Bush fiasco, I am being too jamble minded. And in conclusion, I still can't believe Dad bought me a Dr Pepper and a bag of peanuts.

Who knows what "jamble" means anyways? Err.