” she said dismissively, turning back to Debbie. “Let me know when you are done playing with your brother’s little friend and maybe we can do so...ething tonight.” she told Debbie with a sniff. Spinning on her heel, she stalked off, getting into the Mustang and leaving some rubber behind as she left the parking lot.“So ... she’s not staying for registration then?” I asked innocently, turning back to Alan and Deb.Alan just laughed and shook his head. Debbie actually looked amused by the whole. Kakubai aatyala sangat hoti: tu aata papad ani lonchi banavnyacha kaam suru kar. sharat mazya olkhichya ek bai aahet tya asla gharguti saman vikat gheun viktat. tyana sadhya asa maal denara konitari hava aahe teva tu prayatna karun bagh. barech paise miltil ani tuzya jawal aata barach vel mokla asto. mi udya pasun ethe nahi, pratyek aathavdhya chya shevti yeun tuza tayar saman gheun jaain ani adhiche paise det jaain”. aatya te patla. ti bara mhanali. tasa aatya khup shrimant hoti mhanun tar. Some of them were the daughters of old comedians. They had grown up in the theaters going town to town with their parents. Many of the actors I grew up watching were in fact the sons and daughters of Vaudeville people. Hawkeye… Alan Alda from M.A.S.H. was one such. At some point my endless pages of notes began to overwhelm me though. I needed a focus to my essay. It was with coffee shakes shooting through me at four in the morning that I found her. My focus. Her name was Rose Kipner. She had. Do you know what that means right now?" I said with a grin.Sara and Erin and I fucked each other silly. Okay, sillier."Come on, Crystal!" I criticized. "You're not following through with your swing. Let it rip. You're trying to sacrifice distance for accuracy and you're not that accurate."I decided to give Crystal a hard time. I was going to play a game and make her think her position on the team was threatened.Crystal sighed. I gave her essentially the same critique the last ten minutes."Look.