Today’s unblogem post was originally going to be a compilation of complaining Cardinal corteges. However, once in awhile you run across something so odd, that the rest of of everything hits the back burner.
Today’s unblogem post was originally going to be a compilation of complaining Cardinal corteges. However, once in awhile you run across something so odd, that the rest of of everything hits the back burner.
I usually leave all the Facebook jazz up to Morty, but I do take the time to browse the shenanigans that go on in there. My curiosity has officially peaked. I must know more.
What do you get when you combine fighting, scissors, T-shirts, and beer? Let’s find out.
When I was a kid I totally sucked at baseball. I don’t know what the deal was, but as a little leaguer I was hardly a superstar. It is about that point in time when you realize that you might be better suited as a fan versus a player.