Yes, there’s a spot for you, too.
You’re OUT!
No… SAFE!
OUT!
Am NOT! I’m SAFE!
Every neighborhood baseball game inevitably contains similar negotiations as the players strive to fulfill the duties of a vacant impartial umpire.
Never-the-less, even with the arguing and occasional play stoppages, the overall result is the same.
Nobody gets smacked and a good time is had by all.
It’s just too bad that these days the dirt between bases is deadly hazardous and killing every player oh, so very softly right now.
And no pushing or shoving because each of us gets our turn at bat in this romp with NO Home SAFE.
Okay, you’re turn.
Thank you, friend.
Barry out.
Children are dying to play baseball in Japan.
See these kids run and jump with invisible tumors growing all over them.
Just like the Japanese to try to out-do everybody else. Even Chernobyl doesn’t rate anymore. 🙁
Nod
Fukushima is changing the world and its far from done yet.
Three reactors past melt down and a couple of others not doing so well on their own.
This is definitely going to change the taste of tuna.