Sandlot

watching this movie, i wonder why life isnt always like this. seriously. the part where they go back and forth with the other team shouting out insults until the boys agree to play this sophisticated team. and with the deepest insult of, "you throw like a girl!" truely cuts him to the core. oooo! fine! your place at noon...be there!

and with the biggest pickle of their life being smalls losing his step dads signed baseball. what i wouldnt do for that to be the most trouble ive ever gotten into and such as that. basically i wish that i was living in the 80's and playing baseball for my life.

the point of all this...there really isnt one to be written because it is all in my head. what am i doing with my life? why do i talk to the people and care about those that i care about? how do people make the cut? obviously im not letting the answers to those questions out, but on this weekend of lover's bliss...black history month blows chunks (lightly putting it).