At Fred’s bachelor party at the Durham Bull’s game yesterday, I wondered outloud about the amount of stuff going on that had nothing to do with baseball. At every break there was some contest or some mascot shooting shirts or hamburgerhelper hands into the crowd. It was a relentless assault on the senses and often made no sense at all.
Fred, who unlike me or Jimmy Wales knows a lot about baseball quipped: “Baseball is a partial attention sport.” Yes yes it made so much sense then. To be family friendly, the baseball folks have to provide attention getting activities for kids attention.
Now I’m up in Valle Crucis looking down in the valley itself — but on the net. The place here has a great connection and wireless. The breeze is cool and the view, a vista of greens of every shade.
Expect only partial attention to the net for this week. And that attention will not likely be continuous ;->