33. Three Things I Would Rather Be Doing

1.  Playing shortstop in a fastpitch game on a 70 degree Saturday in June.

2.  Eating a giant brisket and sausage sandwich and washing it down with a monstrously huge coke.

3.  Walking in the woods with Morgan–his legs restored to perfection.

Instead, I’m grading.  Nothing that horrible about grading.  It’s just not as much fun as the above, or about three hundred other things I could list if I didn’t need be grading.