For a long time, he hated the Indianapolis Colts. They were his when they were in Baltimore, and then an evil man, Robert Irsay, moved them away in moving vans. March 29, 1984. A Day That Will (Also) Live in Infamy. It was unthinkable, and, in response, he did the unthinkable. He started rooting for …
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And a Boyfriend, Too!
The highlight of the weekend was what I overheard at the Family Dollar. I was standing in line, which happens quite often at the Family Dollar with one register open and customers backed up down the candy aisle. The lady in front of me was talking with her grown son, and much to my surprise, …
The Stupor Bowl
God. I’m glad I’ve got stuff to do. It’s Super Bowl Sunday. The game doesn’t begin till sometime long after 6:30, which is when it allegedly starts on TV, which isn’t the same as when the game starts. The game will take an abnormally long time, but it’s a drag race compared to the pregame …
Cool When I’m Not
It just doesn’t matter. In so many ways. That, and nothing ever works. Nothing. Ever. Works. My optimism is sorely tested, as you may have gathered by the opening salvo of shibboleth. The level of bullshit daily assaulting my senses is oppressive. For instance, I just saw a clip of John Boehner say, “We’re really …
A Bit More Olympian About Football
The Winter Olympics are about to begin. I don’t know why it’s a plural since no one ever mentions any individual Olympic. Olympics is one of those words where you’re damned if you do and damned if you don’t.Grammatically.I’m embarrassingly uninformed. The only person I know who seems to be in the Olympics is Vladimir …
A Futile Attempt to High-Def What Happened
College football has dwindled down to nothing. The great winnowing out is well under way in the pros. Parting from each sport, in its turn, is such sweet sorrow.Autumn nights find me inexplicably watching Bowling Green play Buffalo. Sleepless Saturday nights are extended by Boise State or Fresno State playing some other State.Then, just to …
Sometimes I Can’t Believe I Even Participate
This is just another Sunday, no better or worse than any other. Here are just a few tweets and posts that descended across my social-media timelines today:Looking for advice to get gasoline odor out of car capet. I goggled it and got everything from coffee grounds to Febreeze. Any suggestions?Febreze is handy, but I’d try …
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