I'm sorry Ross, for using the C-word that one time when we played slo-pitch

Before Chris goes ahead and post pictures of his new NOT-crap shack, I just need to get this off my chest.

This sudden bout of guilt can be attributed to the dickwad that I came across today. I decided to head out to Cooliage Corner this evening after I finished posting my last entry. Now Boston is obviously a big city and, not surprisingly, people have big city temperaments. They drive erratically, they honk when ever things don't go their way, and they're crazy mo'fos—which means they not so different that people in Hong Kong, of which I'm used to. And while my neighbourhood is undergrad heavy, and the 19-year-old boys will go "hey baby" at you at every corner, I've never felt disturbed or unsafe with the places that I've been so far.

EXCEPT TODAY.

As I mentioned, I was heading towards Cooliage Corner, which is even less sketchier than my neighbourhood. In fact, it's one of those nice neighbourhoods. Somewhat comparable to the Girl House neighbourhood. Anyway, I was minding my own business, walking down the street, when the guy—this middle age, average-looking guy—drifted towards me and mumbled "You're a cunt" as he walked pass me. I was shocked!! Seriously, shocked and aghast. (Upon reflection, he might have said "I want to smell your cunt" which was still disturbing nonetheless) I did a double-take and he kept walking but turned around to leer at me. That was such a horrible moment that I have never felt so lost and alone in my life and I hate being in that defensive mode.

So yeah, being called a cunt is certainly unpleasant and Rossy, I apologize for calling you that during one of our games last year when you refused to run to third base and made us lose that inning.

There was a silver lining though. There was a young couple walking behind me at the time and they saw the guy whispering something to me. Upon seeing my shocked expression, they asked what he said. After I told them, they turned around and called the guy a fuckwad. Loudly. I was a little touched by these strangers standing up for me. Solidarity amongst strangers = appreciated!