Baseball: the least onerous of the major religions

With a certain alienated majesty

It is often said that thinking the thought prior to the swing
is not in and of itself going to lead to bad results or confu-
sion, so long as the thought is just like a trigger (akin to
the physiological movement of the waggle of the club) and not
something on which to get fixated. Some people play better
three beers deep to get the mind out of the way.

I was always a worrier, congenital or hereditary maybe. The
yips and the bleets - a kind of athletic Tourette's - sometimes
came at inopportune times early in the season, when dirty gray
piles of snow, pitiful and sickly - something you wanted to
end for its own sake and for mercy's too - sat in the little
mini-coulees where young cottonwoods were competing with one
another to see which could last until the eventual drought year
came.

A swing thought is what it's termed.

what has and has not

grim emotionalism in leading man fashion, sparked by a paper cut
in a computer lab, I witnessed this yesterday.

long standing personal bias in favor of moving slightly to the
right of the street to hit big slush puddle remains fully intact.

noxious yellow and purple gases, certainly stress emissions, seen
drifting up against the ceiling and its reticulated plaster skin.

An arrival - Sundance Magazine - full of beds and jewelry and
well-oiled fashion senses - an error in the mailroom.


Do not sleep on Goodie Mob, do not sleep on Warren Zevon, do
not sleep on Scriabin sonatas, do not sleep on Math Rock Bach,
do not sleep on Jasper Johns, do not sleep on Zebra Cakes with
Chocolate milk, do not sleep on being in airports on horizontal
escalators making eye contact with each specimen headed in the
opposite direction.