Lovely night with The Beths.
Three hour set from Lyle and the Large Band.
I hate the type of crowds that show up to shows like this. But, goddam he’s an incredible performer.
Walking through Barnes & Noble tonight, my son says:
I forget. Is this the library where we keep the books or bring them back?
There’s delicate improvisational poetry to making a historic baseball call. I wasn’t sure if I’d ever hear another one as good as these two…
In a year that has been so improbable, the impossible has happened.
Vin Sculley after Gibson’s walk-off World Series game 1 in 1988
We will see you…tomorrow night!
Joe Buck in the 11th inning of Game 6. (All you have to say is “Game 6”.)
But tonight surprised me.
One out away…from forever.
Michael Kay before the final out of Domingo German’s perfect game
I’d love to know if he had that line ready-to-go in his back pocket.
Walking around the Ryman between sets. Here’s a bucket-list concert that’ll never happen again.
He couldn’t wait to show me “the woods” at his Summer camp.
Homemade (grilled) hot chicken is getting better with each attempt.
When it’s the end of school, and teachers are sending home all the drawings and books and work your kids did this year, and you casually flip through your child’s writing journal and feel like you’ve completely and utterly failed as a parent.
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