Saturday, October 11, 2008

Comfort Food, cont'd


The sniffles persist. Further intervention indicated . . .

Unlimited Coffee also offers luscious gelato. What is gelato? I'm not a connoisseur, but I think you could say it's ice cream without the air. The chocolate is like a frozen Ghiradelli bar, the papaya a smooth tropical tang at the back of the tongue. Ah, the simple pleasures.

All the teams I may have been inclined to root for having been eliminated, I've not seen a baseball game all week. I do think I'll try and catch the Dodgers trying to stay alive tomorrow.

Instead of watching those games, I've read all week, and am presently engrossed by Crazy '08 by Cait Murphy. A profound point made is that, aside from adjustments such as banning the spitter, lowering the pitcher's mound, and the designated hitter, baseball is the same now as it was then. Comforting?

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