a high school friend of mine died in a car accident yesterday morning. he was speeding and lost control of the car and crashed into a house. i’m not usually one to be so upset by things (by anything really), but i actually am. maybe i shouldn’t have cracked open my yearbook this morning. it’s strange. he was a good kid, fun to be around and nice to everyone. my graduating class had approximately 100 people in it so we were a pretty close group. this is the first person and we’re all a little shaken up. you start to think about all the things you’re not doing and how you should just take some risks because what if. life is small and precious but you can do big things with it.

true story, i just shared this moment of my life with my coworkers at lunch and so one of them made this for me. i went to bed with jeans on when i was with a dude and probably sent a terrible mixed signal. my coworker told me to make amends: “sorry about the jeans in atlantic city, how ‘bout we settle this with a little tug job?” ugh, FML.

GPOYW: the i keep forgetting what day it is edition

GPOYW: phillies championship parade with my best friend mike edition.

pitchers and catchers report to spring training in 10 days!