I love football, but I dont like how it means I dont do anything else all weekend. Relaxation is good, but football makes me comatose – I never want to leave the game. You never know when something good might happen.
That something good this weekend was Phillys win, despite McNabbs best efforts (at times) to throw the ball everywhere but to his receivers. Westbrook proved again that hes the whole offense, and, while its tough to complain, Id like to see father-of-the-year Andy Reid get the guy some help. I mean, its not like he can run forever.
Also, Ohio States loss was pretty intense on Saturday and made all the grieving Michigan fans a little less sad.
In my house, there has also been a lot of Guitar Hero going on. Dunno why, but I can imagine that itd be fun if you werent as terrible as I am. Then again, why not just play Street Fighter or something? At least there, youre choosing the button combinations to use, as opposed to just aping the ever-faster color combos that rain down on you. I dunno. Maybe its sour grapes because no one liked my Jewel-style play-from-the-stool-and-cry-all-the-while playing method.
Thanksgiving is coming closer… I talked to Moms about the potential menu this weekend, too, and Im a little stressed about it. Should be rad, though. I will need a lot of apples.
