rituals

My friends are developing good habits. After our grilled cheese disappointment, my friend Pat suggested we hit Taco Tuesday. Then today my friend Dave messaged me too see if I was up for Taco tuesday. woohoo! I love being able to walk to a neighborhood joint to hang out with buddies. (That may not sound like a big deal to many of you, but when you live in LA, the concept is fairly foreign.) While we scarfed our cheap (but good) tacos and brews, I was distracted by a Dodgers special on one of the many tv screens. I can not wait for baseball season to get here. I mean, I really can not wait. There is some magic about baseball that entrances me and I can't exactly place where it comes from. I've mentioned before that I didn't become a baseball fan until after graduating college. Maybe its chasing childhood with the means of an adult. I don't know, and maybe it doesn't matter. But I can't wait for baseball. Until then, thank God for friends and tacos.