Take Me Out
I have owned my baseball cap for six seven different years now, so it felt like it was time to wear it somewhere appropriate like an actual baseball game.
Adelaide won a very long game against the Sydney Blue Sox thanks to a 5 run seventh innings. It allowed plenty of time to catch up with friends.
I also experienced the most connection to Australia that I have felt for quite some time, standing to listen to an instrumental of the national anthem with a thousand other people, not one of us singing.
If tonight’s baseball game was a metaphor for 2026, it will start slowly, pick up quite drastically in Spring, and then drag out to a successful but slow conclusion. The last part of the year might get skipped.
I don’t think 2026 will be a microcosm of a baseball game. At least I hope it won't.
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The woman with the fake tan stepped into my office, sat across from my desk and lit a cigarette.
At least, she would, sometime in the next 20 minutes. Smelling the future has advantages, but precision isn’t one of them.