Unsettling story from the seeing-false-patterns-in-white-noise department: The night I was leaving Tulsa, a first-base coach from the Tulsa minor-league team was hit by a line drive and killed while his team was playing the Arkansas Travelers less than half an hour away from my family's home.
I'm currently midway through Chapter 5 in That Book, all of which was done on the ride down from the con to DFW with