Twerve Days of Baseball

Morgan, aka TinyGancer@clownpenis.fart:

One Final Listserve with a few moments & motions that stand-out in my mind:

1) That saying "you ever had your shit pushed in my a richer??" can be the funniest phrase ever uttered at 6am in a hotter-than-hell hostel in Chicago
2) Ed's furtive hand touching in the Kansas City Jayhawks pic. Scroll down a few entries and see for yourself...
3) The overall friendliness of people. Whether in the City of Brotherly Love (albeit the city that cheers gleefully when players get hurt) or in the City that MILF's Built (make that "Cities"), we were treated with warm and sincere hospitality--especially considering we had a furry woodland creature like Devo in tow. Once people learned and understood our "mission"--and yes, we had a mission--they reacted like our long-lost brothers and sisters. Offering us "Bronsons" (Kansas City for beer) and frozen broccoli (Airline Attendant for late-night snack).

Hek helps us find our way: "Over those tall, pointy ones, and then walk through the Lincoln Tunnel, and past the sea of twirly, swirly gumdrops..."

4) My gancing. It has freed my soul and liberated my spirit...And yes, I still have a girlfriend. Annie actually first saw my gancing in its infantile stages and provided me with the creative fuel I needed to keep going. You guys haven't seen the half of the half.

Keepin' it real in Steel City

5) The HandiVan. She was sturdy, sea-worthy, and true the whole trip through. When you're able to have leg room in a car that also occupies Nicholas Dutton-Swain, you thank your lucky stars. I'll miss you Handi, in all your glorious Handi-ness. G-- bless you.














We came. We most definitely came.

"The one constant through all the years, Ray, has been baseball. America has rolled by like an army of steamrollers; it has been erased like a blackboard, rebuilt, and erased again. But baseball has marked the time. This field, this game, is a part of our past, Ray. It reminds us of all that once was good, and it could be again"
-- Terrence Mann

Biggie:

Now that the van is safe and sound back in its home in "The Lake" (sounds like a new WB drama) I felt like saying my piece. Well when all is said and done, we visited 19 states and travelled over 3800 miles... to put that in perspective, that is 400 miles further than traveling from Allagash, ME to San Diego, CA (and more states too!).

Before we begin, a quick word from our sponsors...
Biggest surprise on the trip was PNC Park in Pittsburgh, very cool... great nightlife (or afternoon) near the park, great views of the bridges, river, and city, and solid field. Biggest disappointment was the Mets game, the only game we left before it was over, although I did get to eat a little sundae in a mini-helmet, and in the words of Hot Knees, it was "delish." Wrigley was definitely the park that everyone should see in their lifetime (much like Fenway) and Tequila Roadhouse should be experienced, since it was probably the craziest place we went, I wish we had pictures, but they wouldn't even be able to do it justice. Gates BBQ in KC was the best ballpark food, in my humble opinion, and the best game was definitely the power-stack filled, bobblehead slugfest in Cincinnati. My favorite Ginger on The Real Gilligan Island is probably Erika Eleniak, my favorite Inferno character is the new and improved reverse mowhawked Landon, from the Real World Philly (I saw where he lived!), and my favorite movie that I've seen in the last week is Batman Begins (Christopher Nolan is my hero).
My life has slowed down considerably since returning from the trip. I have decided to follow in the footsteps of Dr. Mortimer D. Sackler and attend Tufts University School of Medicine in the fall, so I have been busy trying to find an apartment that has suitable room for me to do my experiments. Seriously though, The Big Throwdown: Three Fast, Three Furious is approaching... furiously, and still trying to coordinate visitors from such locales as Boulder, CO, Akron, OH, and Gay Head, MA. I hope everyone has enjoyed reading our travels as much as we enjoyed writing about them, and I'm definitely considering blogging my first year in med school, if I have any free time, so stay tuned. As always, dear reader, visit the links and the sponsors, and have yourself a twerverrific day.

Eric:

Take 2. Just tried to post and it didn't save. I am an idiot.

Since I have returned from Twerve, I have reverted back to one of my former aliases, Silent Devo (only the reason this time is much different than it was at Phish New Year's Eve 2000). The main thing on my mind has been getting back my MCAT score, so I have been trying to avoid people a) so as not to jinx myself and b) so I wouldn't have to tell people that I suck if I didn't do well. Thank the lucky stars that I did well enough that I have a decent shot of getting into an accredited medical school North of the Carribbean.

I have also moved into a new apartment with the help of the Handi Van (bless her soul). We made it in only 2 trips (thanks to some help from Mess). The Handi can fit a queen size mattress in her hull. Unreal... In celebration of the new place/MCAT results/my belated birthday, we are having a BBQ. Anyone interested come hang out.

All I can say to sum up the trip is thank you Twerve, thank you fellow travellers, and thank you gracious hosts for showing us your cities and a good time. I can't wait to talk about Twerve in my med. school interviews.

Signing off...

Ed:

To quote one of our "Songs of the Trip" (which, in turn was sampling from another song):

"Diamonds are forever,
They won't leave in the night,
I've no fear that they might desert me."

Yes, we saw a lot of baseball diamonds, and while they all might not last forever (perhaps with the exception of Wrigley), the majesty baseball and our memories of Twerve will. Even if the Giant's and A's can't break .500 this year.

But that aside, we had a twervriffic time on the road, and would suggest that everyone take some sort of trip to look for America, in whatever medium they choose, doesn't have to be baseball. Churches, concerts, capitols, richer's houses. Whatever.

And now that I have moved (yes, 3 of the 4 of us have relocated since the trip, and the 4th will be in a new apartment before the end of the summer), I have finally begun to organize all of our various footage taken. I've finished up a short preview of gancing, which should hopefully be up at gancing.com by the end of the weekend. Soon to follow after that, a trailer of "Twerve: The Movie," followed in due time by the real deal-- "Twerve: The Movie." For those of you who enjoyed hearing about our misadventures, we hope that this will put an end to your living through us vicariously, and let you experience the trip from the comfort of your own DVD player. So stay tuned, and check gancing.com frequently for more info...

So for now, we've rejoined the real world. But should anyone get the urge to drop what they're doing and take off on an impromptu trip, we're probably some good people to recruit... Until then, be twerve to the world, and the world will be twerve to you.

"Hot Knees, I’m lost," I said, though I knew he was sleeping.
I’m empty and aching and I don’t know why.
Counting the cars on the New jersey turnpike,
They’ve all gone to look for America,
All gone to look for America,
All gone to look for America.

-TWERVE-