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“Eventually, sure, yes.”
“How about this year?”
“…”
Always like the bated pause. Or is it a baited pause?
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Should be some kind of a Two-Meat Tuesday as there are twin elements at play, but never mind that now.
The first element is that I spent near 7 years in the Phoenix area. Community College, then ASU. House, houses, home, homies, loves, and great loves. On my way to being a crazy old cat guy.
The second element, and this digs a little deeper, there was a professor, a creative writing teacher, two, in fact, but one who was known for baseball material.
I never did understand the appeal of baseball, and in the 7 years out there, I never once attended a game, no pre-season, no spring training, no Cactus League, no collegiate or university intramural, nothing. No interaction with the stars or the athletes. I was busy, head buried in a book, or a computer screen.
In my own life, Austin’s Lake Lady Bird, was Town Lake, and the Tempe River thing was a dry gulch the entirety of the time I lived there.
One house had to have some kind of flood insurance because it was a reputed flood plain, but no, never flooded. Never really saw water in the drainage ditch. I was surprised when it was featured on some Fishing Program as a “city” place to fish. Urban fishing. I was good at that, at one time — in Austin’s Town Lake (seen here).
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Another element, though, is the intervening years. I observed, in Tempe, when I lived there, Phoenix area, that was the first time I saw the power of reading an astrology chart. I worked with a stack of charts and rudimentary chart programs, and copies of charts, to learn something about the process.
Planted more seeds for this career cf., Chaucer’s “Wife of Bath.”
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Couple of years back, in Boston, as a side trip? Fenway and the Boston Public Library turned out to be the two most amazing places, and Fenway, Red Sox and their arch rivals, the Yankees, it was an outstanding experience.
Got me to Chicago’s Wrigley, and again, one of two of the best ball parks in the country, albeit for different reasons, and certainly arguable. (Go Cubs?)
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Boston taught me about the Red Sox, Yankees suck, and Lobster Rolls, one of the great culinary secrets that I associate with baseball and ball parks. While I’ve tried elsewhere, Boston — so far — reigns supreme. But casual searching for foods in the Phoenix area?
Lobster Rolls.
We’ll see. Reminds me of having sushi in El Paso, in the distant past. Fresh seafood in a landlocked environment. Middle of the desert. I’km just thinking, something doesn’t quite add up correctly.
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Back in week or two, regular work appearances resume, per the schedule.
