Okay, so at this point who hasn’t predicted that the Bengals will upset the Chiefs on Sunday? If the Bengals win now, can it really be considered an upset? (By the way, all this attention is pretty much a guarantee that they won’t win, so don’t look for me to be paying too much attention to the game.)
To follow up on the last .journal entry, I sent the e-mail out yesterday afternoon. No reply so far, but I expect that if I am going to get a reply, it’ll take a couple of weeks. Until then, I’ve just got to get on with my life as best I can. And that would take me to the next .journal entry, as the big event that I’m going to write about in that entry is going to take place here in a couple of…
Three years. Let’s get the party, such as it is, started: New in the .journal: .org.3 part 1: Last Chance. A reflection on what the past year has brought to me, which ends up turning into a familiar refrain that you’re probably sick of hearing about at this point, but my request at the end is as sincere as I can possibly be. Besides, I promise that the other two .journal entries for the anniversary won’t contain any mention of this. I’ve got the day…
New on Backwash: “A Weighty Issue”. Probably one of my better Backwash columns to date, as I discuss some of the unexpected repercussions of my most recent spate of dieting. Remember how I used to give updates on my weight loss back before the house fire? There was a reason why I stopped doing that, although now things are … well, just read. They’re strange, that’s for sure. And hey, the Bengals have doubled their win total from last year. Now all they need to…
Well, the conference in Bowling Green went well, although I left early (there was a reading and open mic after the small sessions that I didn’t go to) because I thought I’d have plans elsewhere tonight, but then that didn’t pan out. I did, however, stop and get Afterglow on the way home, although even though I’ve been back home for several hours, I’ve still yet to play the CD. And given that I woke up at 0600 this morning, I think I’d better get…