2009-09-04 - 9:23 p.m.
And please don't follow me, or I might have to hit you with this bat.

"Hey, Coach."

"Yeah?"

"Why don't we play up on the baseball field instead having to come over here after school every day?"

"Because the field at the high school is a baseball field."

"Yeah, I know. But why don't we play on it?"

(pause) "It's a baseball field. We play softball."

"I know. Why don't we just play on it, though?"

"Baseball fields have grass infields."

"Yeah."

" . . . Softball fields are dirt."

"Yeah."

"So, the fields are different."

"Why don't they just rip up the grass then?"

"Because it's a baseball field."

"Yeah, I know!"

"And the dimensions are all different, too. You know, the bases and the mound, etc."

"We should just play on the baseball field."

"We play softball."

"I know. But why don't we play on the baseball field?"

(pause) "I don't really know how to say this any differently to you, so I'm just going to say 'Because it's a baseball field' one more time, and then go pick up those balls over there."

It was a long day. I just got home. And now it's time for bed.