My friend who’s a Braves fan said: “You have 162 games when you end up disappointed. Here’s where my disappointment begins.“
Author: morgan
On Too Many People and Losing Control
When I was hanging out with my friends in Minneapolis, we were wandering through downtown at one point, and a train of thought in my little brain took off. As we were walking to a coffee shop, we passed probably 30 women that I found very attractive, all of whom I would consider dating to …
Dear Cubs
Well, another year gone by. Another disappointment. Another horrible bullpen, another unhappy clubhouse, and another handful of questionable moves. I know you’ll have some big decisions to make in the off-season. Do we hang on to Nomar? Do we try and find some strikeout king that can hit 40 homers to get in left field, …
All Updated
Okay, so all my content is now transferred from the old site to this new one. Sorry if I overloaded your RSS reader with stuff you may have potentially already read (though if you haven’t, feel free to). Now you should only be seeing new stuff. I’ve also been having some funkiness in regards to …
13 Reality Shows that Never Made It
13. The Swan: Chimp Edition They were about halfway through making the show when they realized that true Chimp beauty is on the inside. 12. Chartered Accountant meets Bookworm Having a “reading and typing†room on the party bus never led to many sexual interactions. 11. The Widower The first Widower to lead the show …
Unemployment Journal
Day 1 So I got fired today. I’ve never been fired before, let alone not allowed back on the premesis. I fucked up. I realized it about a month back, but that doesn’t erase the fact that I did what I did. I just have to fuck up and move on. Accept what I’ve done, …
Regretful Malaise
I hugged my old friend and walked out of her apartment with no hesitation. After a moment, I was filled with this feeling that I can only call regretful malaise. I wasn’t sad, because she hadn’t died. I wasn’t truly regretful, because I enjoyed our time together. I don’t really get what it is, but …
Next to Lost
Dreams whisper like smoke, curling off this cigarette, drowning in a night filled with air. A suffocating air. Spiraling, circling, finding its way back to me in the form of memories. Deep memories, regretful memories, real memories. Not like that song in Cats. These are real. These are haunting. Trapped in a cell painted with …
Humble Life
A steady buzzing in my ear. After about five minutes, I start to notice it. I reach over and push a lever like a mouse for a food pellet. Sleep is my pellet. At least for another nine minutes, as if that will make the slightest difference. I’ll still be tired in nine minutes. However, …
Bookstore Prophecies
I worked at a bookstore for about a year and after being there for about 6 months, I decided to start a blog called the Bookstore Prophecies. So here it is. It’s quite long (as it spans about 6 months), but I think you’ll find it at least somewhat entertaining. The Bookstore Prophecies March 18, …