Tomorrow I will be driving about an hour and a half north to a town called Anacortes to visit my grandfather. I'm hanging out with him for the Fourth of July. The rest of my family is going to Yakima to watch my brother play in a baseball tournament. He's a pretty good player, and since he's a left-handed pitcher ... well, let's just say he's got an edge.
I would have gone, too. I mean, I love baseball, and I also love hanging out with my family. Having never been to Yakima, I would have liked to see it. It's just ... Yakima is supposed to be 103 degrees the day they arrive.
Thanks, but no thanks.