All right, the world of baseball really is a wonderful one. If you can
stand it, here are my extreme ramblings relating to this fine summer passtime.
So, you think that you have weird dreams? Just last night I had a
dream at the ballpark, involving a lot of ball players (not the weird part,) an electric chili-cheese hotdog that I purchased and
a man at home plate happily milking a huge cow who looked like her udders were about ready
to explode. I DO NOT WANT TO KNOW the Freudian interpretation
of this dream. My life is quite happy not knowing, so all of you first-year psych students
can keep quiet, 'kay?
Anyway, Tracked Baseball was something that I saw being played once in a lucid
dream. Here are the official rules, straight from my subconscious mind - as I
was able to recall them before the dream faded.
Some humorous baseball-related anagrams. You can begin
wondering about me any time now.
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