“Freedom” Watercolor on paper. Copyright 2012 Totsymae/www.toshfomby.com
Back in my hayday, I used to be a pro baller. You know, all star 2nd baseman on an all girls fast pitch softball team. I kid you not, I was the absolute shit out there. I could steal a base better than any guy out there and then life made a sharp turn toward me becoming a woman. A boring ass woman. Damn!
See, what happened was, I got hit with the ball in my face, of all places. That damn ball smacked the shit outta my jaw. It hit me so hard, I can’t remember if the damn thing was thrown at me or somebody hit it with a bat. Then, when I turned 18, I started playing on a lame women’s team. They were lame ’cause they were old to my 18 years. They could play, some of them but it wasn’t as fun ’cause it wasn’t fast pitch. It was plain old softball and I be damn if I couldn’t run to California and back to hit that ball, it was so slow coming across the baseline. Not that I was a great hitter but I liked it coming fast, even if I was gonna miss it. There was more adrenaline going with fast pitched ball. If I could make it to the base, I knew I would steal at least one. Maybe two.
That was exciting. Being in the game. The game is more serious now and as election day approaches, I watch the news, scan FaceBook and Twitter and feel a semblance of that rush as I got on the field. Folk are watching and expecting with nervous excitement. The game is being played and we’re heading toward the last inning, folks.
I get a sense most of you folk who visit here are voters. But if you know somebody who’s pretty much gotten hit hard, kinda like I was by that softball, and thinking they’ll sit this one out, encourage them to stand up and vote. It’s not easy out here and I know that’s preaching to the choir for folk affected by Hurricane Sandy. I can’t even say I understand ’cause I haven’t the fainstest of that experience. The best of my best goes out to those folks.
Keep safe and get out the vote.
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Get out the word, Totsy. The campaigns are looking for volunteers for tomorrow, election day. EVERYBODY GO HELP GET OUT THE VOTE!!!!
I may or may not watch the news tomorrow. Maybe toward the end. We’ve finally made it the day.
I really enjoyed your blog. I invite you to visit my blog. Tomorrow is for celebration!
Thank you, Rebe. I shall visit and have a sit-down chat with you tomorrow. Please, tea with a coupla teaspoons of honey…Oh, who am I kidding. Put some sugar in it.
And yes, we celebrate tomorrow.
Oh, yes we do. I would love to have you for tea!
Everybody needs to get themselves out there and vote. It counts! I’m scared and encouraged at the same time. It’s not up to somebody else. It’s up to us.
I agree. If not up to us, we’re in heapsa more trouble than we’ve already been.
No matter what Totsymae, we are one team, one nation today, and we’ll be one nation tomorrow, and one nation after the election. And we should be joyful in knowing that no matter who wins, we live in such a great nation where we can have and take part in a peaceful revolution every four years. We are fortunate indeed, so please, everyone take the opportunity to vote.
p.s. I didn’t know you were a baller!
You’re right, Phil. I’ve lived in three different countries and we do have it going on over here. You can’t imagine how many folk asked me to get them over here when I was in Saudi. I was like, “So where you gonna stay ’cause over here you’re getting on my damn nerves.” Just kidding. I think.
Yep (tugging thumbs beneath the ole suspenders), I was a sho’ nuff baller out there. The good ole days…Some of them, anyhow.
I am going to put on my Sunday-go-to-Meeting jeans, my red cowboy boots and a nice jacket tomorrow. I am going to mosey down to the polling place. I suspect with my white blond hair, my been to long since I been to the Bahamas pale skin and my tricked out Texas style they will think I am playing for the other side.
I will have my camera with me, the good one mind you. I will be taking pictures and I will be damned be making certain people are not being harassed when trying to cast a vote. It may not count for much, our vote in the Scarlet state of Texas, but the popular vote counts dammit.
Sounds like you’re gonna be looking like one of those Steel Magnolia women. I’m seeing floral prints for some reason. I don’t think I heard mention of a walking cane for you to whop folk upside the head should they harass any voters….Hmmm…I’d be willing to help you out with that part.
Nah, no florals….meh. But rhinestones now that is me all the way! lots of sparkles. No cane, but my pointy toed cowboy boots do the trick quite well thank you madam. If they don’t, well I have other shoes with nice spikey heels on them.
Played men’s slow pitch softball many years. Had a lot of power and batted right. In a bazillion at bats I think I made an out half a dozen times. I did not follow through on my swing and kinda slapped at the ball which put it right down that right field line and guaranteed a double at least but if the fence was 300 feet or less that ball was gone. I was dern good. Then I went to practice of our girls fast pitch team at high school. So fast I never saw the ball. Could not hit em. I did get a foul tip once though. In girls softball if you can eliminate that overthrow to first and home, well that alone could increase your wins by 10%.
Going from one to the other was definitely a transition. I never got real excited with regular softball. Not to offend anyone but even the women were slower. At the age ot 18, who wants to wait for anything? My sister talked about joining an adult kickball team at one point, I may have to follow up on that since I’m moving slower myself these days.
I’m on my way right now, and will probably spend all day watching MSNBC. Nice artwork….as usual.
Enjoy the anticipation. I don’t know how you can stand watching it all day. The news folk have a way of building everything up or teafing it down when there’s no point in either. I may peep in at some point. And toward the end should my candiate win. He’d better.
I love that you good folks all think that when Obama wins there will be huge changes and in some areas maybe there will be but the republicans will block at every turn. Don’t you all think it’s a bit obscene the millions and millions that have been spent on this election when there is so much need in the country? . .. and the industrial war machine will rumble on whoever wins.. and for sure America will soon be at war again… sorry for raining on your parade but the truth will out. !
Oh and love the painting that goes with this..
It’s not so much that we’re deluded about change with the President. We, at least I, know the power lies in the congressional seats. Any plans that any sitting president has for the country lies in the action or non-action from congress. One must also draw comparisons and look at what the president has accomplished. We can moan about the money spent for a president to get elected but as it is, that’s the way it is. They are like merchandise that is sold to the public.
I expect rain. That’s life.
Totsy, the Baller. We learn a little bit more each day.
This is a lovely post. Yes, we are in the final inning. Trying to figure out how to make some get out the vote calls from here.
Yep, I was a baller.
How did those calls work out?
Although I have to admit one more political ad and I will scream- this post was well crafted and deviated from the ordinary. Fun post to read
No more ads. I think it there should be a limit on ad spending. I don’t think they help anyway.
Glad you liked the post. Thanks for hanging out.
Sorry–just catching up on all my reading. By now, we know the outcome of the election and I, for more than one, am whoo-hooing!