Bare Back Magazine published my story “The Carnival“
Well, the Tigers finished their season today. I didn’t see the game, I was at my mom and dad’s watching the Lions. But I checked the score when I got home and see the Tigers lost. I was hoping they could win one more.
This was a rough season and the Tigers finished in last place, so they won’t be in the playoffs. As usual, I’m a bit sad that another Tiger season has ended. I look forward to Spring Training 2020.
I’m rooting for Justin Verlander & the Astros in the playoffs. The Astros finished in first place again. They will play either Tampa Bay or Oakland in the ALDS, depending on who wins the wildcard game. The ALDS starts October 4.

Today we celebrated my great nephew Ezra’s first birthday. It was just a small gathering at Mom and Dad’s. I got Ezra’s a real baseball. I know he’s a bit young to play baseball, but I thought if I put a baseball in his hands early, he might come to love the game.
I had put the ball down on the table at my mom and dad’s and moved on. I guess someone handed it to Ezra, because a few minutes later they’re telling me, “He loves it, Robert. He’s smiling.”
I looked over. Anthony was holding Ezra. Ezra had the ball in one hand and he was holding it out toward me. I didn’t know he would have such a good one-hand grip on it yet. I hope he doesn’t start throwing fastballs around the house before he’s two.
Ezra unwrapped some presents, and then my dad and I watched the Lions. The Lions won and they are now one tie and two wins into the season. After the game, I went out to my hunting ground to look at my tower.
The blind on my tower was torn to pieces. So, I took the top part of the tower off. This year I’ll hunt with nothing over my head. I’ll hang camouflage netting from the rails of the tower, but that’ll be it.
Know what I didn’t think to do yesterday? DVR the game. I wonder if I might’ve seen myself on TV. At one point, a fly ball came our way and everyone reacted to it. I couldn’t see it, so I kind of freaked out and ducked behind the guy in front of me.