Sunday, April 29, 2007
call me squirrel
Mark McGuire really drove it home tonight with that homer in the bottom of the ninth with 2 outs and 7 strikes, no balls. I curled up into a ball and listened to the howling of the fan's applause shaking the prison walls. Luis was losing his shit. Manuel bit off the finger of a former flight attendant in c block. I am still in solitude, icy solitude but I can hear, I can hear and I can imagine, construct, build and destroy. this is the essence of feline existence.GO YANKS
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Luke Squirrel Batted for the MetSocks three nights ago. A group of Leonard's boys broke his tail when he hit that home run. He wasn't supposed to do that.
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