Things Red Sox fans HAVE to know.
Busy. So busy. Busy doesn’t say it’s busy any more. It says it’s Lauren.
So, got off at 10 p.m. I could go home and work on the 17 stories due tomorrow. I could study. I could resume build. I could sleep.
Or, I could go over to pseudo-Red Sox fan (formerly known as sky diver guy)’s house and drink wine.
Okay. So. Sky diver guy, now known as pseudo-Red Sox fan, tells me he’s a Red Sox fan. He’s from Charlotte, NC. He grew up a Braves fan. Clearly this is a line. Clearly.
What’s the pivotal fact for you? How do you separate the fakers from the Fisks? What’s that one question I have to ask, that he will undoubtedly flub, shedding his Soxiness for the ugly, ugly Brave fan underneath?
I’ll back to real blogginess soon. I promise. I’m just so busy. I mean Lauren.
PS- I am really okay with lines. I’m fine with people lying to me about being Red Sox fans. You take what you can get in North Carolina.
What do you think of Honolulu? Do you know anyone in Honolulu? Do you know anyone at a newspaper in Honolulu?
PSS- Started a NEW blog. Trying to come up with a contingency for when *GASP* baseball season is over and we’re polishing our commemorative 2012 World Series Victor coins. Check it out HERE. Or don’t. Whatever.