Rain

It's funny; through a schedule quirk and some efficiency on my part, I have nothing to do today...and I feel a little lost.  I mean, I should be running about -- I caught up on some reading, mainly -- I do feel a sense of unease for not doing anything.  Odd.

I felt a little down for my Mom yesterday; one of her oldest friends has cancer, and it has since spread to her bones...and I think we all know what that means.  I mean, my Mom may not -- she has always been an optimist, and I have always been a gloomy Gus -- but I know it will depress her terribly if and when her friend passes.  Lest everyone think I am a hardass, but I do care, even if no one here actually reads this.

Thursday was the Jug, and I can safely say that I lost my ass...ok, it was like $50, and it sucked, but it's not like I am running to the payday loan place.  To be sure, it was fun, and I ate my annual deep-fried Twinkie, but...well, Mattie does not like losing, and he does not like losing money.

So, the Tribe moved in to the Wild Card spot.  I have to admit, I was sort of glad it rained for ten hours last nite, since I'd have been pissed as fuck if I were an Astro and they called it after an hour (I woke up at midnite and heard heavy showers, which I guess made it better)...