One good thing out here in the wilderness is my little portable radio picks up WFAN so I’m looking forward to listening to Mets-Giants tonight.
As I’ve said computer time is at a premium here so I had to send up up a plate of Ziti w/meatballs to office manager in order to get som time to crusie the internet. I’m telling this camp is combonation prison/military life. I’m exhausted from shmoozing the counselors for ice and toliet paper too big ticket items around here.
The head of the camp is from South Philly and I’m enjoying breaking his balls most days. The councilers ears are hurting from the back and forth of one guy with a heavy South Philly accent and myself and my Brooklynese. We make this act on the road.
I can’t believe there is even a discussion about Angel Pagan playing everyday over Frenchy. Just shows what a nice smile can do for some guys.
Gotta go my cheesesatke eating buddy is back, time to annoy him