The Last Summer of Baseball

There’s something about baseball that suspends time. Whole lifetimes seem to freeze between pitches. And I’m not talking about boredom. Maybe there’s a warm summer rain falling, or you’re being lulled into the cosmic wonder of baseball from the radio while sitting on a front porch. It’s a very reflective, meditative sport. When I look […]

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In Defense of Dead Heads

Ever walk into a Grateful Dead-related show, take a scan of the crowd before you, and think, “What the hell are these people searching for?” There’s that dude who looks like he’s been in a weed haze since ’67, the glow stick twirler and gypsy mom doing a ceremonial dance for nobody, or the drifting […]

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