Creating Dreams Out Of Space.

My girls have bowed out of the monstrous scandal called the World Series playoffs. They fell to the Texas Rangers 4 games to 1 in the ALCS. Sigh. I haven't watched a lot of baseball since I up and left Seattle and MLB on Demand with it, but this still feels like a blow in some way. Just a smaller less painful blow than it would have been had I not discovered rugby over the summer.

Ben's team the Sale Sharks defeated Leeds yesterday 6-3 and even though I couldn't watch the game they do have an app for that. I downloaded while I was investigating the BBC live radio outage. During this crisis the wisdom of owning a "smart" phone became lost on me. Obama came to LA yesterday and I missed it, since baseball is officially over I can now stop being irritated with the carbies at work who insist on watching football in the breakroom during weekends. And yes, it appears I will be working every day until I die, although there is a slight chance I may get the afternoon of Halloween off. Wouldn't that be swell.

BTW, even if I'm not irritated with those foos at work I can still stand in quiet judgment. football with pads is like casual sex without a condom. For losers.