February 29, 2008
It's Leap Year!
photo of steve getting ready for spring training
Listen to Steve speak really important information about leap year. This is breaking news. More breaking than Fox or CNN. This is better than Cats or even The Indian In the Cupboard.
Click here for important news!!!!
Here is the transcript we received from Oprah Poprah Gin freeze.
Leap Year------------------------------*******^^^^^^*********-----------------
Lets leap like frogs on a mossy fallen tree trunk
Let’s act like we’re drunk
Drunk on love
Drunk on life
Let’s act like a nova scotia fish wife
Let’s march in the band
Let’s take back our land
Let’s change leaders
Run down the freeway naked screaming
Like jay Hawkins
Howl like coyotes
Drink from the stream
Spit into the wind
Set our clothes on fire and
Leap like lizards
Leap like fleas
It’s leap year for Chrissake
Let’s really leap
For we are only the sum of our parts
We are Chrysler engines
Revving on the drugstore strip
We are queers
We are frozen monkeys
Hot dog water cascades around us all
Hot dog flavored snow cones
Are the new black
Black is the new brown
Please press one for English
Leap year is spelled l-e-a-p
Not l-e-e-e-e-e-p.
Thank you for your consideration
Piermont New York tonight.
The Turning Point
Goodness abounds.
Stay true,
S.P.
Posted by steve at February 29, 2008 1:02 AM
That is just the most ADORABLE picture. If I'd been at your school, I soooo would've kissed you behind the bike racks instead of Mathew Small. Caught up with Matty a few years ago - he bats for the other team now. Ahh, memories...
So this is how you spend your free time? You're a fruitcake.
:)
And thanks for bringing up Oprah. We just don't hear enough about that gal. I wonder what she's up to these days.
The best thing aboot Little League was the snack bar.
Coke, orange or root beer, 10 cents.
Suicide, 15 cents.
Deep fried burrito (Oh sweet baby Jeebus I can still taste those!), 30 cents.
The worst thing aboot Little League was that springtime here on the Central Coast of Collie-furna is colder than a San Francisco summer. I was stuck in right field, in the midst of a large gopher community, and shivering my hoo-haas off, the 1950s-vintage wool uniforms no defense against the bitterly cold winds blasting in from the ocean.
And that, friends, is why Da Rev played football.
Misty water-color memories.....
Rev, you reminded me. I think the reason why I hate baseball so much is that I was dragged as a kid to see both my older brothers play. So bored! The only good thing was getting fudge popsicles and playing in the dirt.
this doesn't sound like something Oprah would write. Sounds like poltzian theory. Today I'm gonna be a queer frozen monkey drunk on love.
I played LLBB the first year they let girls play (1975).
One game, one of the 2 girls in our league struck oot the side against my team. Fortunately, I was out of the game by then and was coaching 3rd base (the players were base coaches then....are they still?). Anyhoo, all the guys the girl struck out cried.
I know Oprah's home address. I work in her neighborhood. Honest. You can't see anything from the street tho.
I sir was not a sports fan then or now.
But you are more adorable than a baby monkey!!!
I never played baseball but i did play softball. I was a pitcher. Of course, by the time I had my games my brothers were too cool to go suffer through their lil sister's games. Not fair!!! It's a boys world, I tell you. ;) and the year of the poltz...
I love this photo. You look so delightfully optimistic.
We didn't have little league but I played softball every summer 4th through 10th grade. Whatever team I was on always landed in last or second to last place -- until the summer I was 16 and my team made it to the finals. Except I had mono and was in isolation for two months--first day out of the house was the first day of school.
And so another frustrated athlete turns to the arts for self-expression. I did buy a figure skating trophy at a yard sale last year though and display it proudly.
cheese and rice! i love the indian in the cupboard!! do you have a key with a red ribbon on it? did you ever lock the key in the cupboard?
that was such a great book. and such a crappy movie.
i love you a little more now, homeward boy.
