I tend to babble late at night.
Its a result of my mind slipping away to la la land and my fingers and eyes still trying to get things done. This is, of course, why it is a terrible idea to write late at night. It is equally difficult to write early in the day, leaving me without a truly useful writing time or schedule I can stick to daily. I keep a list of problems I’d like to erase from my life and this particular one–keeping a consistent schedule–swells right to the top.
Since it is late and my mind is weak at the moment, I’ll languish in thoughts.
Some Thoughts:
- Turns out Brock Osweiler, the Sun Devil Slinger, is in a contract year. The Broncos had to play him. Peyton isn’t going to be around much longer and maybe not at all. If you’re going to tag or pay a QB, you need to know what he can do when it counts.
- More evidence surfaced for planet Niburu.
- Is it weird to say that i’m getting a little tired of football. The sport has been a vital part of every day of my life since last spring. I’ve followed the sport, coached the sport, watched my kids play tackle and flag, and sucked in dang near every game this season. Now I have no skin left in the game and I’m starting to get burned out.
- Money can never buy one happiness. It can however buy a great deal of security and patience.
- Why won’t they just admit that Elizabeth Keen is Reddington’s daughter? I mean he’s going to be a grandpa after all…
- I watch too much damn TV. It is an escape, but there are far better ways to escape and to relax. They have these things called books. I write them. Once upon a time I read them. That was a good time..