The owner of this ballpark has left town for a couple of days on a boondoogle, um, I mean business trip (although whether he's in Richmond or not doesn't seem to count for a hill of beans these days...except maybe for Portia's willingness to make cheeky(ier) comments like this when he isn't.)
With those ground rules in place, I was hoping to post something tres cheeky today, or at least stop by to help the "farm team" but it turns out that HH's designated hitter is just as flaky as the rest of the line up. Fortunately, however, a MLB fan (albeit, from the wrong coast and from the dreaded A's) sent me this clip today on the truth about what men are really thinking that I thought I would pass on to you. As if we needed further proof.
I sure hope spd ain't speaking at that convention he's attending.
If he is, let us all pray he's thinking about baseball....
(posted by Portia)
Monday, June 19, 2006
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Hey, sweet cheeks :@),
I got a new baseball glove for Father's day (the first new one in 38 years!) from my sons so I could play baseball with them (the trap my old Ron Santo glove, the old one, was torn), so yeah, baseball, Father's day, and corn on the cob (what?) go together.
At least you didn't make another post on soccer. I watched the Ghana vs. Czech Republic (World Cup) game, and that was supposed to be exciting, and then....zzzzzzzz....
Huh! What! Where were we?
- Don Brouhaha
PS. Your Dad was quite a striking gentleman! Your Mom must have been quite a looker in her day!
Damn Portia - where are those guys from? At least they can vocalize their feelings. C-O-M-M-U-N-I-C-A-T-I-O-N, People!
I-N-D-E-E-D! Pooke. Maybe they need to hear what we're really saying, too? Maybe not:)
Excellent Father's Day present, Don! That gift alone says how much your kids know you, and love you. Mazeltov! Better make sure that glove is softened up before the grand kids arrive:)
Yes, my dad was a strikingly handsome man, and the epitome of the "greatest generation," warts and all. I love that shot because I have so few pictures of him alone--like most Dads once he had a family he spent most of his time behind the camera taking pictures of us---and because my mom carried it in her wallet for three years before they were married.
P.S. You had a soccer reprieve because of my SSJ&AJ moment on Saturday. Thursday's game is nigh, honey buns. Signed, fondly, Sweet Cheeks:@)
Cheeky monkey...
It's good to know that sex even while I'm away breasts schmoozing with cars the lapdance beer and football sex wine guys and headlights gals on the topless beach, the high explosions journalistic fishnet standards of Hiegh-ho are not hot gams in the least cleavage compromised.
Keep up the good work.
It's good to know that your head is in the game spd, and that you're taking care of business at hand:)
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