Maybe this is karma, for years of chasin' tail
So I suffered through watching another Indians loss last night.
I was excited about this series with the D-Rays. For four years or so I watched pretty much every Indians game on the tube; either from home or at my bar in Zanesville, which was either The Barn or, later, BW3. Then I moved to Florida and couldn't watch my Tribe, so I became a secondary fan of the Devil Rays. The only time I get to watch my hometown Tribe is when they play the D-Rays, and thus I was excited for this series.
Only to watch us play the worst baseball known to man the last two nights.
Last night was particularly painful, watching us get shut out by phenom (if the word phenom means 'sucky pitcher') Seth McClung. There's plenty that's been written about the game, particularly by Ryan and Rick so I won't go into details, except to say that I'm seriously considering not watching tonight's game at all, in hopes of some kind of butterfly effect leading to the Indians finally winning.
I have something like three hundred pages to read for class tonight. Usually, I'd do this in the three hours I have between teaching my persuasion class at the mall and going to class at six. Unfortunately, I have a lecture to attend in the afternoon, from 3-4, which will seriously cut into my reading time. I'm brainstorming how to navigate getting everything done right now. I suppose I could fit an hour of reading in right now, instead of reading my daily blogroll... like that's gonna happen.
In other news, our shorthanded Team Trivia team of Brian, Dave, and I torched the Hangout last night en route to a dominating win. When there's only three of us, it's pretty much like making ten bucks for a few hours' of work. Covered my tab. Won't complain.
Oh, and I finally have an advisor. FINALLY. No committee yet, but it's a step in the right direction.
You should be reading:
Darren's Gatorade Blog
Roxanne's Tom DeLay haiku contest
I was excited about this series with the D-Rays. For four years or so I watched pretty much every Indians game on the tube; either from home or at my bar in Zanesville, which was either The Barn or, later, BW3. Then I moved to Florida and couldn't watch my Tribe, so I became a secondary fan of the Devil Rays. The only time I get to watch my hometown Tribe is when they play the D-Rays, and thus I was excited for this series.
Only to watch us play the worst baseball known to man the last two nights.
Last night was particularly painful, watching us get shut out by phenom (if the word phenom means 'sucky pitcher') Seth McClung. There's plenty that's been written about the game, particularly by Ryan and Rick so I won't go into details, except to say that I'm seriously considering not watching tonight's game at all, in hopes of some kind of butterfly effect leading to the Indians finally winning.
I have something like three hundred pages to read for class tonight. Usually, I'd do this in the three hours I have between teaching my persuasion class at the mall and going to class at six. Unfortunately, I have a lecture to attend in the afternoon, from 3-4, which will seriously cut into my reading time. I'm brainstorming how to navigate getting everything done right now. I suppose I could fit an hour of reading in right now, instead of reading my daily blogroll... like that's gonna happen.
In other news, our shorthanded Team Trivia team of Brian, Dave, and I torched the Hangout last night en route to a dominating win. When there's only three of us, it's pretty much like making ten bucks for a few hours' of work. Covered my tab. Won't complain.
Oh, and I finally have an advisor. FINALLY. No committee yet, but it's a step in the right direction.
You should be reading:
Darren's Gatorade Blog
Roxanne's Tom DeLay haiku contest
