Went to Cape Cod
yesterday to play in an ultimate tournament. Didn't hit up any beaches, but it's beautiful out there, and only makes me crankier that I am auto-less. Of course, I come back to Boston to see that parking spots are being sold for $30,000 and realize how content I am to stay this way. Stayed the night out there with some teammates, had a big ol' BBQ, drank lots of beer and engaged in some repartee that might be considered witty by others that were tired, intoxicated, and dehydrated.
I think I'm falling in with baseball again. Spent another lazy Sunday at Fenway today with a buddy Pierce, who's a Canadian studying in Boston. Jays won. Good times.