Friday afternoon Chris and I loaded up beer, chairs, and whiffleball equipment (we have bases and everything!) and headed over to Griffith Park, where we passed a lovely afternoon and evening playing hard-core, serious, whiffleball with some friends. We were basically playing in the shadow of the area of the big fire a few months ago, which was kind of surreal. Green, green, grass under our feet and burnt out trees on the hill above us. Chris and our friend Will gave me a lesson in pitching, which I did respectably at. It's all about the grip and the release, like so many things in life. I never played any of those hand-eye coordination sports, so this is all new to me, but boy is it fun! And hard work. I pitched one inning and sweated like a racehorse.
We followed up with dinner at Palermo's, a cute Italian place in Los Feliz. All in all, a very satisfying start to the weekend, which has continued to be fun. Saw Knocked Up with a friend last night, and it's very funny. Working today.
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