It's All Goodnow……


Apparently “Cake Boss”  is on TLC and not The Food Network.   Sorry to anyone that offended. (Not really)

I went to bed last night at 10 pm and did not fall asleep until 2:15 am.  I read, I turned on the radio, I watched TV, and I could not fall asleep.   Maybe I should have counted sheep.  Perhaps taken some night time cold medication.  At around 1:30 I was considering all of my options.  I always have a tough time falling asleep on Sundays.  I would have thought that eliminating caffeine  would help me fall asleep, but it hasn’t.  I did, however, sleep through the night. 

Every day after the first football season of the year I discover another muscle group I did not know I had.   I’m getting old.

I saw two women yelling at each other on the sidewalk today.  A really big one and a really little one.  Lots of finger waving.

As I walked by the Hospital for Special Surgery this morning a kid walks outside with a man who I assume is his grandfather and the kid exclaims “Damn yo, it is tight cold up in this piece”   I think what he was trying to say was, “Grandfather, it is unseasonably cold this morning here in the marvelous city of Manhattan”……………….The only thing that could have made the statement better is if his grandfather had told him to speak English.

I got thrown under the bus at work this morning (again)………..It was not a good way to start my Monday.   And frankly, I’m not very happy about it.

Day 10 – The Struggle

I am at day 10.  Double digits.  But today I was tested.  Not only would I have liked to celebrate a convincing win for my Zog football team, but I had to endure the torture that was watching the New England Patriots.  I have no words for how bad they were.  They were embarrassing.  Tom Brady turned the ball over as many times as I did today.  (Sidenote, I threw 2 more touchdowns than he did.  Just saying, cause Zog Sports is almost on par with the NFL)  It was just a nightmare.  I would be dealing with this much better had the Jets not won their game.  Now I have to deal with New Yorkers screaming about their team (that really isn’t that good and is going to get DESTROYED by San Diego)   I am going to have to avoid sports talk radio for the next week.  Just brutal.

My Zog football team is good.  We need to get a little better organized, but that is my job.  Our defense is sick.  I think we picked off  6 or 7 passes today.  It was a narrow field, but nonetheless still a good effort.  I will take a 28-8 victory every week. 


Ok, I keep seeing this commercial for the Food Network and HGTV.  Apparently my cable company has stopped carrying them.  You know what?  I don’t fucking care.  I know of one show on the Food Network and I have never seen it.  It is called Cake Boss.  It is supposedly about making good cakes.  Ok, this reality TV thing has gone entirely too far.  ENTIRELY.  If you want to make a cake.  Make a fucking cake, but if you are going to watch someone else do it???? 


Ok, just saw a commercial for Dwaye “The Rock” Johnson to star in a movie as the ToothFairy.   How do you think that conversation went with his agent? 

Agent:  Rock, we don’t have many job offers these days

Rock: So what do you have for me.  Some sort of low budget action flick where I kick lots of ass and show off my muscles?  Maybe an army movie, a mixed martial arts flick, perhaps a cop or firefighter movie…

Agent: It is more of an action hero movie..

Rock: Really, Batman, maybe a remake of Ironman, oh…I have always wanted to be Wolverine

Agent:  Not quite…..but I’m sure you’ll find the role fulfilling.

Rock: So what is it

Agent:  Why don’t we discuss this over a stiff drink………..


As I was sitting watching the Pats game the bartender kept buying shots for our entire table.  As the Patriots kept losing they kept buying us more and more shots.  Seeing how I’m not drinking right now….well, I will not name who it was, but  a certain female football teammate of mine may or may not have had 9 shots of Jack in 45 minutes.  Needless to say that her vulgar language could have offended construction workers.   It was a real moment to see the expressions on the faces of the people in the bar as she yelled incoherent things at the TV.  It was a real sight and I am glad I was sober to witness it.


I ran 2 miles yesterday.  Felt pretty good.  Add a mere 11.1 to that and I’m at the finish line of the 2010 New York City marathon.  Yeah, I have my work cut out for me.