Just as proof about the smut that is baseball commentary, yesterday's top quote, from the NLCS game:
"...you squirt it out and it's hot..." Leiter on pitching. At least, we *think* he meant pitching. No, not *that* kind of pitching. Pervert.
As a lifelong Cubs fan, I'm on pins and needles for today to be over. I can't knock on wood too many times this season. My family alone has at least 4 superstitions in place to help the team through the postseason. If only I were still friends with my ex-, the die-hard White Sox fan, this would be doubly sweet.
Some book recs while I struggle to finish my latest OC fic:
Keeping You A Secret - Peters
Geography Club - Hartinger
Boy Meets Boy - Levithan
Empress of the World - Ryan
My Heartbeat - Weyr