Below, pitcher Brad Boxberger is situated in a box, and surrounded by two kinds of burg(h)er: the edible kind of burger, and the other edible kind of burgher, although the latter is typically only consumed by time-traveling cannibals with a fixation on Renaissance middle-class merchants.
The Kootenay River in British Columbia, Canada.
Today’s my birthday, so forgive me for emitting a modest thought on the subject of growing older.
Sometimes I feel like a mature adult capable of handling great responsibilities. Sometimes, though, I feel like a terrible oversight has been committed, and my chaperones need to return quickly before the world realizes I have been left unattended and unsupervised.
The time when I decided to use Microsoft Paint to insert top baseball prospect Trea Turner into a Turner painting, and then surround him with trays, is the second kind of time.