Secondly, I thought I would share with you all the general thought processes of Stinky and myself throughout last night's game. See if you can tell which style of fandom is more conducive to happiness and sanity.
Scruffy: Ooh boy, baseball!
Stinky: YAY! (Also yay for Bon Appetit)
Scruffy: That ain't good.
Stinky: No. No it is not.
Stinky: Okay, I've got to go to Yoga, hope the Twins have better luck without me than with me.
Scruffy: I will tell them [whether or not they'll hear me, I don't know]
Scruffy: Oh dear.
Scruffy: Con sarn it JJ! That's not helpful!!
Scruffy: No, no, no, no NOOOOOO!!!!!! BLACKBURN DOES NOT DESERVE THIS!!
Stinky: Back! That was fun, but I need to shower.
Scruffy: I hope you brought good vibes back from yoga...we need them...
Scruffy: THANK YOU JOE MAUER: LITTLE BABY JESUS SIDEBURNS AND ALL!!!
Stinky: Wha? We lost why are you so happy?
Scruffy: I--because--uhh--[pants from emotional exhaustion]--the--thing--and--no-hit, bad--[falls asleep from overexertion]
So, don't just sit and stew over the game, get up, exercise, meditate, write haikus it helps!
No winter, not yet:
Painful burns from Texas Sun
a small price for glory
There, I feel better already