The Tigers just swept the Orioles. This is the first three games in a row that they’ve won since the season started. Hope the streak continues.

Tomorrow, they’re playing the Ray’s at the cursed stadium of Tampa Bay.

I’m going to cook pork steaks for supper. Getting real hungry.

Bacon, Baseball and Chickens

To the neighbor cooking bacon this evening. Mighty thoughtful of you. I’ll meet your challenge in the morning.

Anyway, the Tigers and Athletics had a doubleheader today. I didn’t see much of either game. We watched the last few innings of the afternoon game at my mom and dad’s house. The Tigers kicked ass, 6-0, and they ended the losing streak.

However, they seem hellbent on starting a new losing streak. The evening game just ended with the Athletics winning, 0-4.

My brother and I helped Dad expand the chicken pen.

Losing Streak Continues

This losing streak is dragging. Baez was ejected in the 9th when he argued with the ump. The pitch looked to me like it missed the strike zone too, but what do I know?

Then Miggy struck out, then Schoop. If someone had just gotten a decent hit there at the end, they might’ve turned it around.

0-2, Athletics.

On Nonfiction

I used to not have much interest in writing nonfiction. The article Breath & Shadow bought back in March was only my second nonfiction sale ever. But since that second sale, I’ve found myself inspired to write more nonfiction articles, and right now I’m working on an article that I’ll try selling to a hotrod magazine.


I thought Justin Verlander was done recovering from his surgery. I saw him in the Astros’ dugout the other day, but I haven’t seen him pitching in this series.

It’s the top of 3rd, 0-0, one out.


My dreams last night had me sweating very heavily. I remember that in one of them, I felt threatened. I grabbed my nearest pistol, which was the single-action .22 revolver, and went through the house closing the blinds and curtains. It was dark outside and I felt that someone was watching me.

Now, I’m awake at 6AM and I’m still feeling a little bit threatened.

Mood Flipped Over

I’m really pissed off all of sudden. When I was mowing the lawn, the lady who lives across the street came up to my fence to talk to me. Except I can’t hear a damn thing she’s saying. I told her I left my phone in the house and explained the Live Transcribe app that I have on the phone, and that I would get it. She knows I’m deaf.

So, I turned to head inside to get the phone, and she starts calling me back to the fence. I went back to the fence, and she just keeps talking and I can’t fucking hear her. I wanted to get my phone, but I didn’t want to be rude by walking away.

I’m reminded of a couple years ago, when she asked to me to have a beer and visit with her in her front yard. For a while, during that visit, she was willing to write what she was trying to say in a notebook, but at some point she decided that she didn’t want to do that anymore and insisted on just talking to me. That’s why I haven’t been back to visit.