Okay, it's almost 7 PM and I still don't have a good idea for the post. Most days, I pick a topic and let it stew while I'm at work, then I spit it out real quick like. I call it the ol' stew and spit. Today, however, I forget to stew. I attribute this to the fact that I suck.
Rather than force the magic today (yes, I just used the phrase force the magic), here are two vaguely interesting points.
First, I have found a way to exercise that doesn't suck. Well, it doesn't suck completely. If it were up to me, I'd exercise so infrequently that instead of buying pants at the store, I'd have to commission industrial sail makers to make me something that's kinda diaper-esque. (That's because I'd be so fat. And I mean the people who make sails for big yachts, not just people who make really strong sails. The sails would probably have to be strong, though.) The secret: I dragged my X Box next to the treadmill. Now, not only do I have a convenient excuse for not running (it'd cause the controller to jiggle), but it also lends an air of fantasy to the whole affair. I'm no longer some dork walking in place in his spare bedroom; I'm a stormtrooper walking away briskly from Chewbacca (of course, there are other scenarios for other games). It's much less boring this way, although it's really hard to bring my A game to the X Box in that situation (again, due to controller jiggling).
Second, what's it like to stink tremendously at fantasy football? I wouldn't know anymore! Many thanks to those who freed Dante Culpepper from his jungle warlords, and then slayed his doppelganger before he could make another start.
Like I said, these points were vaguely interesting.Posted by Cody at September 27, 2005 7:03 PM