How old is your glove? Do you remember buying it? I remember I bought mine, and a cool pair of metal baseball spikes, just before the 7th grade baseball season started (coinicidentally, my final year of hardball). Its a great glove, except I think its still a little stiff, despite years of Twilight League, Head-Senior games, frat league, and Orrick's summer league.
Wild Burrito, in Portland, was pretty good. I thought. Quick, well-lit, and the dude working the counter nhad a vintage Dartmouth t-shirt on. My quesadilia was large and delicious. But the evening at the Lopster Pound was the pinnacle of culinary feats (aside from a stray breakfast-in-the-barn pancake).
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