Ten.Two Thousand, Three Hundred & Sixty-One
Day three.
We sit in the chairs looking out into the little valley below, rain falling steadily from above. I feel much calmer today.
“What did the janitor say when he jumped out of the closet?”
Two things: it was Friday the 13th, and we didn’t scream.
He says that he can hear us from the locker room, and that’s a good thing.
We tell him two jokes and he doesn’t laugh. He’s a tough one to crack.
Anything over this is really just the gravy on top. We’re only a third of the way through, so I know that there is more to come.
When you root for the opps just because you dislike the other team so much.
The boys get another 1st place trophy and stay undefeated. This will be a fun season to watch.
Hot honey pepperoni pizza while scouting in the little chair in front of the fireplace. I need one more day to do just only this.
