The last Dodger homestand was very hot that featured tons of titty sweat and ornery writers. This week has been a lot cooler. Although it’s nice not to be wiping my brow every 5 seconds drenching a napkin with my sweat, it’s nice not to be overly self-conscious about sweating through my shirts, it’s nice to wear long sleeves, I do miss the hot weather a little.
I got used to sleep buck nekkid on top of my bed with the fan pointed right at my balls. I got used the all the pheromones swirling in the air giving us a true butt-sniffing season.
But this is good, too.