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A Day of Mourning

What can be said? 1-4 in AFC Title Games at Home. 1 win. 4 losses. I am sad. I've felt this way before (not since the Cleveland Indians lost a heart breaking game 7 vs. Florida in '97). Why can't the Steelers get it done? I think they peeked to soon. Big Ben wasn't ready for the pressure yet. I can only hope that he and the team learn from this and go on to wreak havoc on the NFL next year and the years to come.



Somehow I feel responsible for their loss 41-27, to the evil New England Patriots. With the love of sports comes many stupid superstitions. Like yesterday, I had to wear the same clothes I wore the week before when Pittsburgh squeaked by the Jets. I wore my new Steelers grey t-shirt over a long sleeve t-shirt with jeans and my white Adidas superstars. My wife mocked me and said they lost because I had different boxers and different socks on. Maybe I jinxed them because I taped the game on the VCR. That has proven to be bad luck in the past. Anytime I would tape a game, my team would lose, and thus I would have no desire to watch it again. But this season, I had taped two games, and the Steelers won both of those. Of course, they only lost once... Early on.

Well, my mourning will not last forever. After all, who can stay mad at football? - It's the greatest sport on earth! The Super Bowl should get my emotions running again, even though my team is not playing. Oh well. Only three month's until the NFL Draft. The Steelers will hopefully make it to Super Bowl XL next year!

i missed Lost

freak. i'm so mad at myself. last night, i was distracted by my wife who was engrossed in a captivating game of Madden NFL 2005 on PlayStation2. anyway - for some dumb reason, i set the timer for American Idol and not Lost. so now, i have missed an episode. i am so dissapointed in myself. my TV viewing schedule is regimented. and i hav thrown it all away for Ryan Secrest and for a computer genrated Micahel Vick (she rushed for 9 touchdowns with him at QB).

missing Lost ruined my nite. plus, my gut is expanding. my wife's cooking is too good.

what's your theme song?

(i guess this describes me... i copied it from some internet quiz my wife had me take...)
I Will Survive
The fiery confidence you normally keep under wraps blazes in your eyes every time your theme song turns on the table. People stand back and wait to be impressed by you—whether leading a project team, or firing up for a girls' night out. You mean business and people look to your leadership because you're so sure of yourself. So whether you're looking fine in the latest styles or throwing a bone to your 70's polyester double-knit blouse, this disco anthem always reminds you that you are true to yourself and are one of the lucky few who recognize that change starts first on the inside. Whether you're in your car, at a party, or on a date, you feel more resilient than John Travolta's acting career when your song comes throbbing through the speakers. Your friends dig you because you've learned to say what's on your mind. Life's too sweet to feel hurt and misunderstood. Yes indeed, with this as your theme song, you don't have to worry about surviving. You're well on your way to succeeding.

Meeting the Fockers (and the woman who sat next to me)

am i wrong? isn't there some sort of unwritten code of movie viewing etiquette? yesturday, my wife and i went out on a date. having an almost two year old boy makes 'going on a date'a special, rare thing. so because we are cheapskates, we went to the first matinee of the day (costing us only $4.25 each) to see Meet the Fockers.

suprisingly, the theatre was nearly half full (not bad for an 11:50am showing on a Monday). Regardless, there were plenty of open seats. So the previews come on and I enjoy seeing clips from War of the Worlds, Episode III and some new Vin Deasil comedy (yes, comedy).

The movie is about to begin when all of the sudden...

this older woman, with way-to-much make up on comes and sits down RIGHT NEXT TO ME. Mind you there was an entirely empty row in front and behind me and we were the only ones sitting in our row. does this not break the code of etiquette?

so not only is she sitting right next to me but her furry coat, the size of a large polar bear is all over the place and overlapping into my seat. then, she got up and went to get popcorn, and came back with an old man. they then preceded to stand, in the row, talking loud, trying to figure out who should sit where... but of course, they didn't bother to move down.

and so i went on a date with my wife, and the 65 year old lipstick woman who loves Barbara Steisand and enjoyed too much the sexual humor of Meet the Fockers.