8.415. Draft Day

I’ve been reading a bunch of draft stuff in preparation for the draft this evening. I’m even wearing a Jets shirt to send out good vibes to the team, one of two NYC crews that have two first round picks. There isn’t much I can do about the draft. There is no way of knowing if the impact of these drafted players will happen this upcoming season or later or at all. It has become so much spectacle and guess work that it seriously is the only way that football allows itself to” stay relevant over the spring term. I think this is a bad idea. I think the Spring League is a much better idea for focus than this speculative “who is gonna be good” kind of craziness.

Here’s the facts: We don’t actually know.

So many of these pundits make their careers on guessing. They make bets and hedge those bets based on the concept of how players did at the college level when we know the pro game isn’t the same. We know nothing save for how athletic these players are. That is what drives these conversations–how do they compare to pros and what pros are they “like”. I don’t like this process. More and more it creates false expectations for teams to draft people and when the teams don’t it prejudices fans against their own squads. I do not know exactly what the G-Men or the Jets need (except I do know the Jets need a QB because that room is junk), but I do know that everyone on TV thinks they do. This is how the mock drafts work–one person deciding all the picks and smugly saying they are right.

They hardly ever are–especially beyond the first round.

So, what do we expect tonight? Surprises, of course. I refuse to speculate on what will happen. I just hope whomever my teams get makes an impact.

Some Thoughts:

  1. Absolutely Bonkers Headline of the Day: “1 million bees make for bumper-to-buzzer traffic on a Tennessee highway ramp” Ahh the south.
  2. Also this… “Buenos Aires bans stadium confetti after fire sparks panic at River vs Boca” I never considered how much of a hazard that stuff could be… I’m thinking about it now.
  3. Got a new iphone. Not pleased with the dang thing yet… Haven’t used the camera yet either…

8.414.

I’ve been following the Virginia redistricting fight today and realizing the spin is wild on this one. Republicans, and Texans in particular are mad about this vote. Turns out Virginia is adding more democratic seats! How is this bad? Well it is unfair that it only took a 51% vote to pass it. Sure, that would be a good argument if, well, Texas even voted. Instead the Texas redistrict was done by the gov without a vote at all. So… false argument there. This made me realize that not only is the media game more and more rigged, but the truth of these parties is that Dems cannot sell lies that big because the dem base is generally more savvy about what’s going on because they are experiencing it from a different perspective—one in which they are being portrayed as the villain while Republicans rely on the hero/victim narrative on a more regular basis. Dena talk about inclusion. Yet the argument for exclusion draws more eyes because it raises the value of those still included. This is a problem we have yet to realize how to solve.

Some Thoughts:

  1. Absolutely Bonkers Headline Of the Day: “https://apnews.com/article/kash-patel-girlfriend-new-york-times-investigation-149655b7f7797d09dea9a2c8548d33cb” I know the link is bad but this is a phone post and I’m realizing I’m not very good at those. Translation: Kash Patel sent the FBI after a reporter who wrote an article about him. That guy is surely closer to being fired, right? Right?!
  2. weak post tonight. The phone is a terrible medium for this sort of thing. Might be the fat fingers…
  3. I plan to do a waiver come Thursday talking about the silliness of draft predictions… and then saying what I think will happen… j/k I won’t predict. I’ll just hope.

8.413.

Ever have one of those days where it feels like time slips away much faster. You wake up before the sun and by the time its full in the sky you’re wondering where all that time went, and then it goes down and you’re like, “Wait, it’s over?” It is indeed over and I’m taking the ten I have left to blog a bit. My day disappeared fast. It is one of those where I can’t help but feel like I am forgetting something major and I never catch up to remembering it. I’m falling to pieces in a lot of different ways (and pieces? heh) and it has to do with feeling like I am not making much of the time I have left.

That’s a profound thing to think through–the time I have left. I think about it more and more. What does that mean? twenty hours? 28 years? I have no real idea, which is why I should be focused on enjoying this time and not feeling all of this collected stress. Yet here I am. This is not the way. I need to get back to focusing on what I can control, and actually making progress in the areas that I do control, such as refreshing myself and finding that curiosity that leads to creativity.

Some Thoughts:

  1. House environment is wearing on the Lady Talis and myself. Perhaps in different ways. The result is the same. Peace is required and not being found in place.

8.412. Things I Think I Think.

I think…

The term parental alienation, while not fully applicable to my situation, does apply in many ways to my situation. It really feels like an us vs. them dynamic where the ex is trying to “win” and is willing to do anything for these kids in order to achieve that “win”. This has lead to a great deal of malicious activity, including granting exorbitant freedoms and blaming any setback or degradation to that freedom on me. I’m the bad guy. I’m the only one who is ever going to hold the kids accountable for anything. If I don’t then what type of adults will they become?

I think…

I am burned out. There is little doubt about that in my mind. It’s like when a body gets dehydrated and you feel that need; you feel yourself drying out. I feel myself withering and pulling away from routine. I’m very much in the mindset of not at all appreciating where I am at or the work situation I am in. I’m ready to step away for a while… a long while.

Some Thoughts:

  1. Absolutely Bonkers Headline of the Day: “Labor Secretary Lori Chavez-DeRemer is leaving Trump’s Cabinet after abuse of power allegations” This includes drinking on the job and having an affair with a subordinate, which feels like the new normal in this government. The best people…
  2. Also… “Mount Holyoke’s corpse flower blooms again, drawing crowds to its ‘rotting flesh’ stench”

8.411.

Sunday now. The existential dread that accompanies it being Sunday is such a dramatic shift from the carefree joy of Saturday that you might wonder how these are consecutive days at all. Don’t even get me started on Mondays. My existential stress gets a daily boost from reading the news. It feels like a matter of time before the US military commits a war crime so egregious that the world cannot ignore it, and as a result, we double down. Not back down mind you, because we don’t have the mechanisms to do that under this administration. We simply pivot and claim victory in the face of overwhelming shame.

It isn’t going well, American Life.

I could write about the strain on the system ad nauseam, but I don’t know it would do much good other than getting it out of my own system (again). Short version, we are a country predicated on growth in a handful of key markets that are overwhelmingly powered by a base of people who are losing their opportunity and will to grow said markets. I know the market leaders see this, but most appear more interested in milking that cow than feeding it… and are also trying to find new ways to profit off us. I.e. new markets. It is painful. It is sad, and I am in no position to do much more than ride this thing out. I’m trying to get to a better financial position. That will take time I am no longer sure we have.

In the meanwhile, I need to get my heart, body, and soul back to a place where I can be a productive member of society. I’m not there yet. I am hanging on by the strandiest of strands these days, between kid drama, finance woes, and a creative block the size of New Hampshire. This too shall pass, I always say. But when though?

Some Thoughts:

  1. Absolutely Bonkers Headline of the Day: “Pete Hegseth reads a prayer adapted from ‘Pulp Fiction’ during Pentagon service” The path of the righteous man, indeed… I love how he tried to make the Strait into the valley of darkness. Bro was not cooking. Yet he truly, deeply, believed he was. This is what happens when you put ego-focused fail-ups in a position of near-absolute power. Bad things, man. Bad things…
  2. Traded Sexy Dexy. Got legit value back. Don’t F this up, Harbaugh.
  3. Not looking forward to the new Madden or college football, because I’ve heard nada in terms of improvements to play. Just new players. At least give me some FCS magic and let me pay with my own kid.

8.410.

Hard to believe it is only Saturday. The days seem so much incredibly longer, draped in the weight of emotional uncertainty. I have unresolved issues and am waiting for a conversation with my son. It should have happened the night of the incident, but it didn’t for reasons previously discussed, and now we are in a situation where I am waiting to see him and when I do I’ll need to unload this emotion, but in a controlled way. I’m not mad at all. I’m sad and worried for the kid and for the relationship I want to have with the kid.

I dwell. I have that problem emotionally. I need resolution. Without it and without understanding I am adrift. Of course, I’ve been adrift in one way or another since ’25, and it is time I pulled myself back on course. I’m working on that in a number of ways. A lot of it is about clearing my head and setting stronger boundaries and priorities for myself. It’s work, but I’m worth it.

Some Thoughts:

  1. Absolutely Bonkers Headline of the Day: “Life jacket worn by a passenger who survived the Titanic auctioned off for over $900,000” Some people have way too much money and way too little sense of what to do with it.
  2. Also this: “Prosecutors say makeup, wigs helped former Alabama tackle impersonate NFL players in $20M fraud”

8.409. Crisis of Creativity

Oh how I wish I could blame AI.

That would be so easy, wouldn’t it? I could sit here and claim that AI is ruining the writing industry and as a result, I have less and less motivation to create wonderful stories. Only, AI isn’t ruining the industry quite yet. In fact, AI creative writing is pretty easy to spot and often not very good. I could argue that easy, not so deep writing (i.e. beach or airplane books) are ruining me and crushing my will to write because they come out so fast and have such a fervent following (easily likened to that of romance novels) that I am losing my will to write.

Also not true.

The truth is that I am struggling to put my butt in the chair because the stories I am telling are only interesting enough to me in concept and not execution, so I cannot dream up the will or intricacy to actually write them. I’m bored by my own stuff! Stephen King famously wrote about losing the thread of stories, once even writing himself into a story where he lost the thread. I am not doing that. I am not doing anything right now except for wallowing. So, I decided to own up to that here in the blog.

I need to find better stories to tell. I need to find the stories that excite me enough to write them. If I don’t, this entire enterprise may be reduced to little more than a blog and a teaching resume.

Some Thoughts:

  1. Absolutely Bonkers Headline of the Day: “Trump draws Marie Antoinette comparisons as he leans into the gilded trappings of the presidency” How are we in this timeline?
  2. Speaking of Timelines and the Multiverse, Doom trailer dropped at CinemaCon. I’m supposed to be excited, I guess.

8.408. Reflections on a Thursday Afternoon

Sitting down to write this blog, I have zero idea what to say. It isn’t like I don’t have stuff going on. I am still getting over that brief flash of depression triggered by the recognition that my youngest is a manipulative person who has yet to take responsibility for anything in his life, leading to a scenario where failure is more likely than success. I was reading about Justin Fairfax this morning and thinking, “this is worst case scenario” for someone who has to be accountable after a life of not having to be. You just fall off a cliff when faced with the weight of accountability. It is going to end very badly for my kid unless I get him turned around. At the very least, he is going to fail at his chosen path of football, because coaches expect accountability–not blame.

I don’t want to see him fail. I don’t want to spend my days worrying about his failure. I also don’t want to see him turn into the kind of person that fails to be responsible for anything in his life–that sort of lingering victimhood that led me away from my first marriage. It is happening regardless of what I want. I just need to figure out a way to stop it, or at least let him see what he is doing to himself.

Some Thoughts:

  1. Absolutely Bonkers Headline of the Day: “AP Exclusive: Europe has ‘maybe 6 weeks of jet fuel left,’ energy agency head warns” Yo! That is not good. At least we are not headed that way and into that pricing chainsaw.
  2. Fox News is still advertising on AP news. I am shocked by this… I should not be.

8.407. Waiver Wednesday

I was not going to do the Waiver Wire this time. I didn’t really have much to say other than to show my legitimate angst at my teenager being, well, a teenager. This is not to excuse his behavior (No chance of that at all… He’s getting that verbal whipping). I expected more from him and from our relationship and he did not deliver on his end of the bargain. Instead he fell into that modern trap of playing the victim and using clinical language in order to reframe the situation as anyones fault but his own. This is what happens when you get a girlfriend and start to feel yourself a little.

But I digress…

How is he gonna ball? Well, based on the new AZcentral.com report, he is not one of the top 40 players in the state. I can see why: He doesn’t get turnovers. When I studied the PFF grading system in relation to his big brother I learned a very important fact. Grades are swayed remarkably by splash plays. If you give up a touchdown, it hurts. If you don’t get interceptions, it hurts more. Still, he did force several fumbles and that peanut punch got him 4 offers so far. I still implore him to take one of these offers, because I’m learning that the teams that want you first are the teams that actually want you. He’s supposed to visit one of those teams this weekend, but we will see if that happens given how much trouble this child is in.

Short waiver. We need to talk schedule and playing both ways and all of that eventually. I think that waits till after the summer. Next time I return to the waiver, I’ll get into an analysis of UNI and what is going to happen on defense with my boy joining the roster. There are impacts to be made.

Some Thoughts:

  1. Absolutely Bonkers Headline of the Day: “Hot dogs and steaks and bacon, oh my! Meat raffles keep a beloved Midwest tradition alive” We are an extremely strange country.

8.406. Things I Think I Think

I Think….

I’m low energy lately. It has been several days of this. I thought it might be just the days I have no coffee, so I should continue to monitor that situation. But I know it is more than that. I got struck down with depression a few days back and I am trying to work myself out of it. Until I do wipe away the residuals, I will definitely be struggling.

I Think…

My classes all need a rebuild and a streamlining. I need to make this all go faster and make more sense so people can spend more time actually working with the material they are learning.

I Think…

People get upset when you talk about politics because it makes them feel upset and powerless. I also think it makes some people nervous because they don’t agree with you and want to avoid that confrontation. Politics is a difficult bridge to traverse. We have to get away from the sides and the polarization and get back to starting at a place of recognizing what we have in common, as opposed to seeing disagreement as unamerican. Until then, we are gonna always cringe when we try to talk about politics.

I Think…

We need to talk about politics, because the Trump stuff is getting worse by the hour. This is pretty much new territory when it comes to dereliction of duty. I’m not here for the whataboutisms either. You cannot constantly use what we all agree was a fading old man as an excuse for being bad yourself. I fear though that is exactly what future administrations will do based on the straight grifting and dereliction Trump has put on full display. We’re at war. We started this war alongside Israel. Yet, when it comes time to have negotiations the president and the secretary of state cannot make it there because they’re at a UFC Fight? Come on, man.

Some Thoughts:

  1. Absolutely Bonkers Headline of the Day: “NFL reporter Dianna Russini resigns from The Athletic after photos published of her with Mike Vrabel” Some context here is needed. See, Russini and Vrabel are longtime friends. Moreover, these photos showing them together laughing in a pool, were zoomed in to remove the other people who were also hanging out with them. This helped to promote an affair narrative. As a result, she had to quit her job before the Athletic fired her. What is nuts to me is that these friendships she has with these powerful sports figures are exactly why she gets scoops. Someone wanted to make a story happen. Someone succeeded.