The Korean Baseball Organization

(The Hanwha Eagles have signed a new pitcher.)

Yesterday was Sunday. I woke up at 8 a.m. and walked to the bathroom. Then I read the headlines on my smartphone while taking a shit. Burch Smith is a former Major League pitcher who used to throw for both the Padres and the Devil Rays. But things didn't work out for him in the States, so he took his talents to Japan and had a very nice season last year. He's now made the move to Korea and will be hurling the ball for the Hanwha Eagles come spring. 

Hanwha is a squad located in a centrally located city called Daejeon. They're also one of the worst teams in the entire universe. I shit you not. In fact, the Eagles are so bad that I often wonder if they fell victim to a witch's curse. Perhaps Mr. Smith can help the club turn things around. But I certainly wouldn't hold my breath. With that said, Korean baseball is a ton of fun. I've been to many games, and I've always enjoyed myself. Burch is going to have a good time. Welcome to Korea.

I went to the living room and played with Dolly the dog for a few minutes.

I said, "Who's the good puppy?"

She jumped joyfully into my lap and started sniffing my hands.

I shouted, "You the good puppy!"

Dolly licked my face, and I kissed her on top of the head.

The Dragon Lady sneered at me. "You such da fucken idiot."

"I'm a fucking idiot? Why?"

"Dat puppy not ruv you. She onry ruv da food."

I sighed heavily. "Why do you have to take a giant crap on everything? You're the most miserable person in the world."

"Fuck you."

I smiled at her. "And the horse you rode in on."

Then I went to my room and switched on Fox News. Once again, there was a report about the school system in Brevard County, Florida. The story has been on the television quite frequently this week. Lots of teachers are quitting because they're being assaulted by the students. The school board wrote a crazy letter blaming both the students and the staff for the current state of lunacy. I shook my head with disbelief. There's no equivalency between the groups. The teachers are being spit on, verbally abused, bitten, punched and kicked. It's not like they are physically abusing the students in retaliation.

Later in the afternoon, I drove to church with Rice-Boy Larry in the passenger seat. We struck up a conversation along the way.

I said, "I'm really going crazy."

He said, "What's the problem?"

"I'm worried about our upcoming trip to Texas."

"There's no point in feeling stress. It is what it is."

"Suppose we come down with COVID before the flight?"

He shrugged. "What's the odds of that? We've both been vaccinated, and we both recently caught the disease. I think we're safe."

"I'm not so sure. You can catch that damn virus over and over again."

"True. But it's no worse than the flu."

"You're not getting my point. If test positive for the virus, they won't let us on the plane."

"Relax. It's gonna be OK."

The sermon wasn't bad. The pastor focused on Isaiah 5. In this chapter, the prophet warns about societies that confuse good with evil due to the influence of Satan. My mind immediately went to child castration in America. Teenagers are now having pricks cut off in order to become women, and ghouls like Rachel Levine are cheering on the sidelines. We certainly inhabit a fucked up planet controlled by demonic forces. But what's a boy to do?