I feel sick. I felt sick while we were out in Indiana at the end of October. Thursday night I started feeling sick again. Every now and then I feel 10 times better only to be feeling crummy again a couple of hours later. I did almost nothing but sleep this weekend and still feel exhausted. We are hoping to be able to visit with the babies this Friday but if I am sick I might screw up yet another opportunity. Am I allergic to my nephew and niece? Is that why I so often get sick just before planned visits? I hate that!

We’re on season six of Smallville now. What to do after we finish season eight? Deep Space 9? Aqua Teen Hunger Force? Take a break and watch movies? Something we haven’t even thought of yet?

I have a nasty feeling that I am going to run out of cough drops and tissues before the close of business today. That might be a sign of the apocalypse.

Why am I writing this random blather? It’s called avoiding a subject. The subject being avoided is the 10th place pathetic Bruins. I am sad. I am scared. From a conference winner in ’08/’09 to a lottery pick in ’09/’10. It looks likely. The pain is enormous. As Rob Schnieder (sp?) said in The Waterboy, “Oh no, we suck again!”

I am going to stop writing this post now as Blogger has begun sending me auto-save errors. I will take that as a sign.

Hopefully not a sign of things to come in Bruins Nation. >gulp<

There was an accident on route 93 that apparently stopped traffic throughout the Commonwealth of Massachusetts this morning. My 75 minute commute ballooned to 100 minutes.

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I’ve been reading the occasional blurb from various scientists and science writers about the fast approaching end of the world in December 2012. Needless to say, the general consensus is that the world is not going to end. Just because the Mayans stopped counting after the 12th of December 2012 does not mean that they predicted existence to stop counting too.

One such post came complete with a link to a very fun site that lists various end of the world predictions dating back to 2800 BC. Given these things have been wrong for 4800 years or so, I think the odds favor us surviving as a species long enough to ring in New Years in 2013.

A Brief History of the Apocalypse

Back in high school there was a sort of chant that was common on Mondays, or on any other day of the week when the topic of Monday came up. I can’t actually share it with you, but for those who might recognize what I’m talking about (none of you?) it would be spelled out as something like, Mondaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaays SUCK!

I hate Mondays.

Years ago I rerouted my morning commute to avoid the worst highway traffic jams on Earth. I have had to reroute it a number of times since to avoid painful lights, intersections, road work, and school buses. Recently I went through a major reroute to get around a new construction site on route 495 in Tewksbury. I now find myself taking Shawsheen Street in Tewksbury for its entire length. Today on that one road I was behind a single school bus that stopped me EIGHT EFFING TIMES! That’s eight, or 8, frick-on-stickin’ times.

On Saturday Jen and I were out running errands. We were on route 93 North just before the New Hampshire line. It was pouring like a mah-fah (you can blame Stephen King’s character Detta Walker for sticking that colorful metaphor into my head) and some… what’s a good adjective… ummm… how about Douche Bag passed us on the right going much much faster than was safe to drive. We both commented on how we were probably going to see him crashed on the side of the road when sure enough he crossed into the left lane, spun out of control, went off the road to the left, spun around again, headed back onto the road, spun around two or three more times, and ended up facing the wrong direction in the breakdown lane on the right.

He didn’t hit anyone but everyone stopped to avoid him. His response to coming perilously close to dying on the road was to litteraly floor his gas and spin himself around, his tires almost losing grip on the wet road again, before speeding across the road back into the left lane and flying away even faster. We didn’t see him dead on the side of the road further to the North, but I am 100% positive that was only because we got off the road at the next exit. I expect to do a quick Google News search and see his obituary. Nice move slick.

We may be zeroing in on a house. I can’t say for sure. We like everything about it, but it’s such a big decision ya know? And back in April when we jumped at one it ended up spitting back in our faces. We might be a bit gun shy this time, but it is a nice house. Hopefully we’ll have some family look at it with us this weekend and get some outside opinions. Fingers crossed.

Not sure why, but this picture seemed to get a bunch of hits on Flickr this weekend. I guess people like stuff shot through wickedly dirty lenses.

That’s all for now folks. Drive safe and watch out for those damn school buses!

We went house hunting again today after a seven month hiatus, and we may have found a winner.

Yup, after a couple of weeks off I am feeling sick again. Not nearly as bad though. I have stuffy sinuses and a bit of a sore throat. I think the sore throat stems from being a mouth breather. I am also really tired, which explains why I slept until 11:00am today! Not since my collegiate days have I done that.

I have to be better by tomorrow because we’re going house hunting. Actually, it doesn’t matter because we’re going house hunting sick or not. I am looking forward to it. Especially that house with the big turret on the side. I am hoping it has a moat too.

Happy Saturday the 14th to all who survived Friday the 13th.

This is why I call Tim Thomas of the Boston Bruins The Man.

Last night before bed my throat started feeling funny again. That’s how it started two weeks ago when I ended up being sick in Indiana. This morning it was a lot worse.

The Bruins lost again. They were shutout again. Urgh. At least they played well and only a great game by Florida goalie Tomas Vokoun held them down. It what has to be the most boring hockey game imaginable, Florida won 1-0 in a shootout. For those not in the know, that means after 60 minutes of regulation and 5 minutes of overtime no one scored. Fun. Even the shutout needed an extra round before some one scored. Fun.

***Change of Subject***

Is the house hunting recommencing? We have a tendency to flip flop like a couple of congressmen when it comes to what to do with our money. Save? Pay down debt? Buy a house?

One of those options has always looked much more appealing than the other two. Guess which one.

Oh yeah, today is Friday the 13th…

BOOOO!!!

Duck and cover and be safe out there.

My friend Larry sent me this in an email. Here’s the back story. I was complaining about having a hard time getting DVDs to play on my Linux laptop while we were in South Bend, IN a couple of weeks ago. I mentioned that I would screw with it, get mad, do something else, and then repeat. That went on a few times before finally getting it to work just before having to leave to pick up Jen. I then off handedly mentioned that the trip ended with a 1000 mile drive home.

This was Larry’s response:

You know how people type “LOL” into messages and email but they rarely if ever actually “laugh out loud?” I totally laughed out loud.