The end of February and the coming of March does not only signify the tremendous horror that is hearing from MFA programs for big Meg; no. You forgot pitchers and catchers are reporting while NCAA brackets are gearing up for the Madness of March. I would anticipate spring but my landlord cut down all the trees around the property so the only thing blooming on Natoma Street is my desire to focus once again on the benign hope that Barry Bonds will emerge as an Oakland superstar and I can watch him assist a World Series ring.
And also, I want a pony, straight hair, tan skin and a full ride to every masters of fine arts writing program in the country.
Neeways...here's some medicine for the cold and cranky.
Final notes: this clip is FULL of juicy one-liners I plan to use for years to come when referring to BLB. I'd like to point out that while some of us battle booze, Sports Dummy Billy points out that "strong minded Bonds" battles boo's. Important distinction, one that I will reminisce on while I'm sitting on the sand in San Diego on the 366th day of the year.
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