realitybites

Feb 01
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I want to walk away from this desk, eat a chili dog, and throw around a baseball in Clark Park for the rest of eternity.
— me, after being haunted by John Mellencamp all day long on every radio station ever
Jan 29
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See Emily Play - Pink Floyd

This is too good, as if listening to Big Star on vinyl for the first time and snagging that Lounge Lizards record wasn’t enough. Thank you, Princeton Record Exchange, for the best first date ever.

Dec 06
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For some reason unknown to science, love of baseball and love of Bruce stem from the same gene. And if you love both baseball and words, your chances of also loving Bruce are about 95 percent — which happens to be the approximate percentage of baseball writers I know who love Bruce.
Nov 06
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The Molly Maguires - The Dubliners

“They’re drinkers, they’re liars, but they’re men.”

Oct 27
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Oct 24
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I wish I could play ball for this team.

(Source: NPR, via theoreticalgirl)

Oct 07
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A baseball game is simply a nervous breakdown divided into nine innings.
— Earl Wilson
Jul 14
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It looks like my name will be making it to Paris before I do. C’est la vie.

It looks like my name will be making it to Paris before I do. C’est la vie.

Jul 06
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Fade Into You - Mazzy Star

I cried in a coffee shop bathroom this morning after this came on. I doubt that I am the first person to cry in a coffee shop bathroom to Mazzy Star. Why does my brain fish for connections to everything when I’m down? Why is this song always playing in coffee shops?

Jun 21
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