Saturday, January 31, 2009

Sacred Space

One may ask many stupid questions. Two or three may ask uncountably more. There are in fact a great many inquisitive idiots. Your oncy may have heard questions like: Do you mind if I pour my water on this Francium? What do they speak in Sweden? Can I think when the fan is off? You mean to tell me that the sun is a star? Canada's a country? But worse, though slightly less known, is... Why were we given Saturday?

Look and behold my friends. Look and behold.



If you're not playing then you need to get your house in order. Sacrifice your body. And learn to jump for crying out loud!
Oh, and if you were wondering what hazards the occupational man... the ground can be hard, especially when it's a concrete sidewalk. Hidden under a patch of leaves. Sure you'd normally see that, but sometimes you just have to try harder.



We have a team photographer? Yes, we're that big... Turns out this random man came on the field and started taking pictures with a real fancy-shmancy camera. We guessed he could only have been either from Parks and Recreation Services or from the NSA. We still aren't really sure. We did decide, however, that we needed to kife his film. So kife we did. And we thank the Patriarch. Much.

2 comments:

Brad said...

The blessings of the father be with you. Oh and your 'diving onto the concrete' special has some bizarro image until you click on it.

Caroline said...

And that photographer is the sexiest one I've ever seen. Your team is so so lucky!