Thursday, October 26, 2006

What's Wrong With Me?

I've been meaning to post some updates lately but for some reason I can't bring myself to actually do it. It's almost like I'm afraid of what might come out of me. I know that must sound silly but it really is frustrating because I don't think I'm suffering from writer's block.

On the contrary, I've had no problem with coming up with things to discuss in this space. Between Madonna appearing on Oprah to address her alleged "stealing" of some Malawi baby from under the father's nose to the Dixie Chicks (also on Oprah) on Larry King talking about how dangerous it is to be them and Halloween coming up, there is a lot of things out there I could comment on.

Maybe it's because I'm still bummed out about the Mets' season being over (it's too soon to talk about Game 7). Now that I think about it, between working at Millionaire M-F and then freelancing again on the weekend at CBS, all the hours must be catching up to me. I really felt it today at work around 4 o'clock, usually I'm going strong at that time but today I started dragging.

But I gotta suck it uo right? Afterall, if I'm ever going to want to be taken seriously for my writing, I have to fight through whatever fatigue I'm feeling and just move forward.

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Let's Go Mets!

Now that the NLCS is upon us, I guess its too late for me to shave now.

I mean, the last time I shaved was before Cathy and Dwayne's wedding last week. Since then, the Mets have swept their way past the Dodgers, the Rangers started off the season 2-0 and the GIants came off their bye week by beating the Redskins.

Did mention that the Yankees didn't advance during this time? I guess $250 million doesn't buy what it used to.

OK so maybe I'm a little superstitious. I can take it, I've been called worse. So if you haven't seen me in a while I kinda have this funky, lumberjack thing going so considered yoursefl warned. And as most of you know, I'm prepared to take this as far as it takes so I'm headed to some unprecedented beard status.

Ah the lengths (pun intended) I'll go for my M-E-T-S!