Click images for desktop size: "Double Life" by Jace Kyerka After the NFL games my picks proved to be 7-6.
Five hundred is the epitome of mediocrity. Funny thing is that even the games I lost I enjoyed. They were beautiful.
This is the spotlight time in the NFL. The teams have settled in. They've learned to trust each other, to respond to each other.
There was so much beauty this Sunday it was heartbreaking.
Tom Brady willing his Patriots to a victory.
Carson Palmer trying to lead his Bengals.
I was wrong about Testeverde and the Jets. Who could have imagined that the Jet defense would rise up and play with a brilliant intensity. It was remarkable. As was the way Vinnie led the offense. He played horribly but he stood as an unflinching symbol who came to be a part of a team.
Will it continue. If it does it would be miraculous and beautiful.
And in baseball, watching Roger Clemens, a legend, and the only man currently in baseball with nothing to prove, coming out on two days rest to win the marathon game of games.

And some people will look at me and say, “I'm not into sports. I'm intelligent,” or permutations of that.
They don't comprehend the glory of opera and music is merely an adjunct to the spectacle of sports.
Me, I love them all and I'm glad for them all.

I'm still feeling - - - “unwell” - - - which is survivable.
My puppy has been growing more and more beautiful and more and more patient. Today, at work, a couple who had a terurvian and a german shepherd came in. They were amazed at how calm my puppy was, calm and protective.
I'm glad that she's also a nut.

I want a holiday. I want to just lounge with my puppy for a full weekend.
I want a lot of things but i have most of what I need.