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" Now that the Eagles are just one game away from being division champs -- and already in the playoffs -- here's a word of warning to the other teams in the conference, including the Bears: Beware."
http://www.sportsline.com/nfl/powerrankings
Hmm.....
And me with yet another cold....HMMM.
The Evens: "You Won't Feel A Thing" and "All You Find You Keep"
Top seed in fantasy football playoffs
All the (good) memories of AI in black and red
Thoughts of spring (now that the snow tires are on)
A fire in the fireplace (now that the snow tires are on)
The gurgling and kicking of one Miles S. Lynch
Homemade chili
Rounding your age up, instead of down
That one Fugazi/Make Up show in Raleigh in 96
Random smiles on the T
A little dog called The Rocket
A big bunch of friends I get to see occasionally, and all the rest of them too
Crazy weekend. Really busy, really fun, really sad (this last is on account of a friend's mom's memorial service) and thus/somehow lots of thinking. I have this deep mental fatigue that's preventing me from stringing anything together about it, so I'll write about that later.
But one thing must go remarked-upon, and right now:
Seems I just crossed 10000 views of my photostream. Which seems like a lot, considering there are more pictures of vans than naked women.
I've been musing about the journey between instinct and fantasy. There's something that happens when you think about doing something even a little scary (and fantastic), and then all of a sudden it becomes impossible (and more fantastic, thereby).
And it never gets done.
If it's so easy for things to go in that one direction, it should at least be possible for them to go in the other direction. Instincts aren't supposed to be overcome so easily.
It's coming up to the weekend again. The Evens are playing on Friday. And the usual suspects will be saying farewell to Ian the Illegal Immigrant on Saturday. Somewhere along the way I need to put my winter wheels on, take my air conditioner out of the window, and move a whole bunch of 80s hip hop records to storage.
And follow through on an instinct, just for once.
The final block of the morning walk from South Station to my office often provides the first (and last) smile of the workday.
So, it's December. Snow. "Holidays." Parties. Etc.
Got our first bit of snow today (which didn't stick). And the first party of the year (for me) was this past Saturday: Aileen and Melissa's annual rager. I took my new ax, blew through an entire 2 gig SD card, and posted the good stuff....
The problem with digital photography is that film is cheap.
"day without art" 2006 - Google Search
Today is World AIDS Day/Day With(out) Art, something we need to think carefully about more than once a year.
So, things here are a little hard to read. Grey and purple on black. Jarring. Uglier than usual. Kind of like a world without art.
Think about it, at least today. Your regularly scheduled style sheet will return tomorrow.
