Tomorrow is opening night for the Smalltown Fastpitch season. We play in Bremen. I look forward to seeing you all out at the ballpark supporting us this season. Additionally, I look forward to monkeys flying out of my rear end, the day when Bethel College has a 5 billion dollar endowment, and a world where no one on the Fox News network ever says anything bombastic and asinine.
We'll have fun playing whether you show up or not. I've been taking batting practice in my backyard since mid-March, and I got new batting gloves.
p.s. Morgan responded well to the 24" chicken wire and has lived to chase wiffle balls another day.
07 May 2012
06 May 2012
49. Chicken wire
When your dog can no longer jump at all (aged hips and arthritis in the hind legs) and when your real concern is not really with the rabbits or deer that might destroy your garden, the chicken wire need not be more than 24" tall. You do not want your marigolds, watermelons, peppers, tomatoes, lettuce, spinach, broccoli, beans, scallions, cantaloupe, or cucumbers destroyed, nor do you want to have to send your beloved almost 11 year old dog to an early grave, so you spend a few extra dollars on chicken wire and stakes to prevent unnecessary deaths. As an expense, it seems well worth it to you.
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