Peanuts and Cracker Jack

Are actually two snacks I don’t have much use for. Licorice twizzlers are another, nothing but trouble. But the point is, Lt. Stine had extra baseball tickets so we’re going to the game. Baseball is hard to understand, but the ball itself is great. All that stuff inside it! A lot of work to get there, but it’s worth it. 

Meanwhile, Bernie’s looking for his glove – he always takes it to ball games, just in case a ball comes our way, and I’m sure hoping that happens. Did I mention Bernie has a great arm? 

Also: it’s Sunday, meaning Elvis gospel. Everything’s just about perfect. Hey! Forget the just about.


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2 Responses to “Peanuts and Cracker Jack”

  1. B. Stover
    3:45 am on September 13th, 2009

    Have fun!

  2. Ivy
    7:29 am on September 15th, 2009

    Hey, Chet, Ditto B. Stover. Have a ball! – no pun intended.

    Are you sure the innards of baseballs are safe. I've never opened one before, so I wouldn't know. Don't swallow any bad stuff. Abby gets her toy taken away for sewing when she starts taking out the stuffing. That can't be good to eat. Her fav stuffed toy is a hedgehog. The hedgehog was taken away for nose sewing. She has it back now, thankfully, but it looks silly with the nose job.

    Enjoy, Chet!


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