Waiting for September...


The past few weeks have been kind of hectic. Settling into to a new house, a new city, new job, all of that can be kind of exhausting. This is the only weekend I'll have that doesn't involve guests visiting, weddings, or being out of town for the foreseeable future. So, as a result, little writing, and actually very little to write about, unless you want to know about antique auctions and why they are incredible. And yes, they are incredible. If they sold booze at antique auctions I would buy season tickets.


This part of the year is absolute worst. While I know many people could care less about sports, the fact is that sports are usually a pretty good gauge of what time of year we're dealing with. When I turn on ESPN and find baseball, I'm usually mildly irritated. But, when I turn on ESPN and find little league baseball, I am sincerely outraged. Is this the best we can do to entertain people?? Watching parents from Canada yell at their pimply-faced kids in HD while some kid from Saudi Arabia steals home on a wild pitch is something that reminds me I can change the channel. The moral is: this time of year is crap. 100 degree weather, hurricanes, and back to school.

But wait, the only other thing on is the 7 seconds of Michael Vick footage where he walks in and out of a courthouse. This guy is so amazingly stupid that he almost makes me want to write him hate mail. The fact that he called the operation "Bad Newz Kennels" and couldn't pay someone else to do his dirty work boggles the mind. He should have to spend a year in jail, and then participate in a live televised event on FOX where he has to escape from 4 pissed off pitbulls, where the only way he can escape would be to throw 3 complete passes in a row to Falcons receivers. And, just to spice it up, we'll let people gamble on it, so Vick can appreciate it. I like the dogs' chances.

September can't come soon enough.