8.157. Waiver Wednesday

I just did the drawing for draft order for the beach draft–our family-based league. By request I tried a new format, which is reliant on the number of ‘balls’ you get in a way similar to the NBA lottery. I lost bad this season. I did not get the first pick. That went to the lady Talis. I fell to fourth pick–middle draft status. I like the system, though it clearly means I am cooked this year in terms of picking the best available. Still, if I work harder, I may have a chance to pull off a comeback. Man, do I need it.

In RL, I continue to be amazed by the growth of my boys. They are starting to get that ‘imma be a pro’ look in their forms. It feels like they both have a chance to make it to the league. There are many many steps to go before that–the D1 FCS is trying to put up big numbers and go FBS. The High Schooler needs to go from all region honorable mention to all-region and all state. He’s got the look this season, and I am excited to see him playing on both sides of the ball. He’s going to turn heads this year, which could land him on that (stupid but useful) social media hype train. His school and district do not appear to like hype. Every other relevant district is having media nights. His is not. No idea why.

Nor are they connecting with the local news the way other teams are. Regardless, coaches are coming to see him. That’s what really matters.

8.156.

The clouds above the mountains rolling through olympic national park look like an explosion. My mind is trying to convince me that it is—that I am a shore away from a cataclysm and perhaps the cataclysm promised in early Shadowrun. Yet we are still in this 5th world with all of its maladies and my home country is going downhill quickly. 

We are not at the point of civil war or martial law, but we are being led by an old man who is so full of himself that he is unwilling to accept that other people are responsible for the governing of the country. Moreover, he is unwilling to admit when (which is often) he is wrong. This is a problem—all of our problem, in fact, but not one I can presently deal with. I’m more focused on the fact that I got married yesterday and today I am watching the waves creep towards my toes as the tide moves up the beach and towards my happy place. 

Today was a beautiful day. Every day here is such a day, and I am going to treasure this and treasure the last remaining moments of this honeymoon before the world calls out to me and demands I do the work. 

Some Thoughts:

1. Very few times on this trip have I been stressed completely out. The majority of them have involved my mother. 

2. Happy to end the day on the shore. It’s my second trip to the beach today.

3. Lady Love is the wife now. Lady Talis forever….

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