sanpaku_backup | where's your head at

Every time I mean to update, I get sidetracked, and the list of things that I have an evanescent urge to record for posterity grows longer. Among the many stupid thoughts that I have meant to jot down somewhere:

- I did not follow baseball much this year, but I was glad to see the White Sox win. My old friend Kenneth came to Pittsburgh rooting for the White Sox. Then, when I went to Chicago for college, I learned how deeply the city roots for the Cubs and ignores the Sox. My proclivities, thus, were for the Sox. So many of the fun parts of baseball history were at old Comiskey Park, which I got to before they tore it down. So it just felt right for them to win.

- More in the realm of pointless sports: The Fooblers are 0-8, which is what you would expect from a fantasy football team run by someone who did not do anything in the "draft" and missed several weeks from vacation and holidays and whatnot. I seem unable to twiddle with the roster enough to get much of an improvement. Richie, who got me into this, is kind of annoyed at me. I did try to explain to him that I don't follow football at all except to see who the Steelers play, and even then it's been halfhearted this year.

- The rain finally stopped after leaving some water stains on the ceiling. I'm not sure whether to get a roofer, because we have serious money shit right now. The old man who does things in my yard keeps doing them... very slowly... and then giving me bills for literally hundreds of dollars. Incredibly I keep being surprised by this. We finally have a yard that looks approximately like the one we had when we bought the house a year and a half ago. Meanwhile for the money I've paid this guy, I could have bought a shitload of power tools and been able to do this all myself, now and in the future. This simply has to stop.

- You didn't really think that this incredibly venal, manipulative, incompetent administration was going to get its comeuppance just yet, did you? I sure hope not, or the next few weeks will be pretty damn disappointing.

- We have tried our hand again at being unusually social. We invited a lot of people over for sukkot and went to a, um, "social event" in Waltham two weeks ago at which we met/re-met a number of Boston Yidden, as well as the delightful

msmidge. These forays always leave us feeling a little bittersweet. The ideal social life is so close as to almost taste it, with people who are not only nice to us but really interesting in their own right, and large bunches of them, too. So it's not as though such people do not exist or that we can't discover them. But to connect, someone's got to cross those 40-odd miles. Meanwhile we are slowly meeting people in Providence, but it's just not the same -- I just don't click with them the same way. So these experiences are as frustrating as always.

- The next six months had better see some serious writing from me soon. Life is going to change once again, and from the sounds of it, it will be harder than the first time.