4th of July
Lake Onatrio, NY The fire just got built. It is 90. The keg will be here shortly. All of the people will follow. Today is a big day down at the beach. Everyone has fires and fireworks. Not sure the friework siwll compare to what I saw last night after the Buffalo baseball game, but the fires can’t be beat. My cousins are having a lot of people. I’m having a few. Rock out weekend. Happy 4th. A
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Buffalo, NY 2:11 PM Happy 3rd. Rushed as I’m supposed to have left already. Today is lady friend’s birthday. Off to Buffalo to have dinner with her family, then baseball game, then symphony in baseball stadium. Should be cool. Hit the Gap this AM for gift (I think I did pretty good). Beach with the family then nap, shower, iron, and off. Late as usual. One more until the big day…
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Darien Lake, NY 2:22 PM 90 degrees and humid is not the perfect day for an outdoor concert, but I’ll take that versus rain. The sun was out as we drove the 45 minutes west to get to Darien Lake for the Tom Petty and Black Crowes concert. The Crowes started at 7. Me being who I am didn’t pick up the lady until 4:30. We still had to go to the grocery store for tailgating supplies, the gas station, the liquor store (airplane bottles) and back to her house for the EZ Pass. We didn’t leave Rochester until 5:30. I was stressed. I love to tailgate and I knew we’d be pushing...
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Rochester, NY 2:11 PM Today was my first swim in the Lake (Ontario) of the summer. It is about 90 degrees here today. I slept at my sister’s place last night and got back to the lake at about 11. I threw my suit on, tied on my dad’s mowing shoes, and went out to the shed to start the lawn mower. My cousin Kyle and I take turns doing the lot in front. This weekend was me. It felt good to have my shirt off and have the sun hit. As bad as it is for your skin, the sun feels good. I did wear a hat though. My head needs to stay out of the UV. I won’t give you the row by row, but I...
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Corning, NY 1:45 AM It’s 80 degrees and the sun filters through the trees behind me. I step into the batters box. The dirt kicks off my shoes. I stare ahead intently at the pitcher, Nate. The shift is on because I bat as a lefty. The foul lines were freshly painted on this morning. Welcome to the finals of the Woodycrest Memorial Whiffle Ball Tournament. The pitch comes in a big swooping curve, I shift the weight from my back foot and explode forward. The yellow bat an extension of body, it moves forward to the white ball with the precision of a 5 year old. I swing hard and whiff. My body...
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