But I went to a soiree last night that’s good for a story or two. Will share upon return.
On the Year: 12-13-5
Chicago at Detroit
The Bears are down at least five defensive starters in this game, and it could be as many as seven (!). Oddsmakers think replacing Rex Grossman with a decent quarterback will make up for it. I don’t. Lions + 3
Oakland at Miami
The Raiders must like playing on the road. Have you ever caught a game in Oakland? It’s like this: barbed wire fences; no view; no frills; there’s a couple of stoned guys playing bongos in the bleachers. It’s the only stadium where the crazies who dress up like wrestlers and Darth Vader and yell the whole time aren’t faking it. Dolphins – 4
Houston at Atlanta
Matt Schaub has even less to throw to with Jacoby Jones out. Ahman Green is banged up. This the safest pick of the week. Falcons + 3
Baltimore at Cleveland
Baltimore takes its overrated show to Cleveland, where the Browns have discovered Offense. By the way, have you seen the Indians lately? That’s my World Series pick. Browns + 4.5
Green Bay at Minnesota
It’s weird that everyone now agrees that the Vikings discovered North America, but we still celebrate Christopher Columbus doing it. Is it because the Vikings landed in Canada and that doesn’t really count? I bet that if they’d found those Viking settlements in Maryland, there’d be a National Viking Day and some big Viking Village out near Gaithersburg with helmet forgers and hair braiders–all kinds of crap. Vikings + 1.5
NY Jets at Buffalo
This is a pick ‘em. Take the home team here. Bills + 3.5
Seattle at San Francisco
I think the Niners are due for one of those inexplicable, unexpected home team offensive explosions. Maybe I’ve had too much coffee. Niners + 2
St. Louis at Dallas
I wanted to pick up Brian Leonard with the last pick in my fantasy draft, but didn’t have room, and when I went to get him this week he was gone. I’m trying to think of how to express this feeling across the gender gap. Maybe it’s like this: two cool pairs of shoes are on sale, but you convince yourself you should only buy one. Then, for days, you think about how great it would be to have the other pair. Finally, when your next payday rolls around, you go back to Macy’s, but they’re gone, and in their place is a bright green pair of Crocs. Rams + 13
The Pittsburgh machine stalls out on the road. Cardinals + 6
Philadelphia at NY Giants
The Giants actually looked ok last week, but God they mope and whine. They’re like a bunch of ten year olds with really big bodies. Giants + 2.5
San Diego at Kansas City
No matter how bad the chiefs suck, Kansas City is a tough place to play. Chiefs + 12
Denver at Indianapolis
Has anyone been to Indianapolis? What’s it like? I’m thinking the beginning of 28 Days Later. Denver + 9.5
New England at Cincinnati
Have you ever been in one of those booths where money blows around and you grab as much as you can in 30 seconds? That’s how Tom Brady’s going to feel against this Bengal’s defense. Patriots – 7.5
Jacki’s Lock of the Week (except last week!)™ (0-2 on the year!)
Tampa at Carolina
I’m going with the Bucs on this one. Why? Because the Panthers website creeps me out. Really. What is with the charred cats? I get the whole menacing mascot thing, but there’s a difference between spooky and scorched. And if anyone knows burnt, it’s me. Therefore, Tampa takes it. Bucs + 3
There’s nothing like a sharp dose of harsh reality to bring everyday life into perspective. I found out this morning that a friend’s got cancer. He’s the second friend this week. Both seem to have caught theirs early and preliminary prognoses seem good on both counts. That’s the upside. The downside’s obvious. It’s cancer.
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about age and evolution. I think it’s one part approaching birthday, one part career shift, and two parts weddings and babies. Toss in having to go for my 3rd Couric, and you’ve got a recipe for some serious big picture contemplation.
I’m not wise enough at 30-something to have the answers, but I do know this much. While it’s inevitable I’ll make some adjustments in the coming months, I can’t think of anything offhand I would opt to go back and change. Moving forward, it’s got to be about living the mantra – waking up every day and loving what you do. With your time. With your space. With passion.
It’s all slightly melodramatic, I know. But now that most of us are beyond the indestructible youth stage and onto the “do you have a good doctor?” stage, I think it becomes even more important to think big and push hard.
(insert immature naughty giggle here)
I just got home from the DMV. My license expires Tuesday so I couldn’t put it off much longer. Plus, I still had a Florida license even though I haven’t lived in Florida in about 10 years. I know, I’m an outlaw. A rebel. I live on the edge.
Anyway, this is just one reason why I couldn’t renew online. Truth be told, I – the Internet Reporter – didn’t know you could. But my mother did. And when she asked why I was bothering with the DMV in person, I didn’t know which was more surprising – the fact that the government is technologically savvy enough to allow you to renew online or the fact that my mother knew this was an option and I didn’t.
Turns out I had to go to the office regardless – due to my illegal status and whatnot. So after a lovely lunch with my signif, I trekked down to the DMV.
They’ve got some odd system of letters and numbers, and when you walk in, they hand you a ticket and your estimated wait time. Mine was 1 hour and 11 minutes. All in all, it could have been worse. I did a lot of people watching and waited with pathetic anticipation for my letter/number combo to pop up on the screen. The whole thing did take about an hour and 11 minutes, and I am now the proud owner of a driver’s license with what could be the most bizarre license photo ever. I look possessed. I have this odd blank stare that is probably best described as DMV haze. I’m thinking the woman in charge of the photos could have suggested a retake (Seeing as how she had the tall attractive man before me redo his three times until she got one she liked. I kid you not). But she said nothing, and her nonchalance has left me to figure out what to say when people ask when I joined the cult.
Meanwhile, I’m going to console myself with a dirty martini and taunt the poor souls at the Alaska DMV.
As for the great flooding fridge, it seems there are two settings. Frozen food or deluge. If I turn the knob up to stop the water, everything ices over. And if I turn the knob down to thaw the freeze, a river runs through it.
If my apartment weren’t breaking down piece by piece, what would I do with my time?
By the way, it is Yom Kippur today. I haven’t observed a Jewish holiday since I was 19. I had a miserable experience on a homestay in England, and it turned me off of organized religion altogether. But, I do think there is something to taking a little time – today or any day – to think about how you can be a better person – a little more patient, a little kinder, a little more giving.
That little could turn out to be a big deal.