That Film Goes All Awound The League

After several months of indecision, the painter and Janet have come to some to some sort of agreement as to how she wants to proceed with the redecorating of our first floor. You might recall that last summer we took delivery on a rather sizeable amount of furniture from Janet’s dad’s estate. Janet woke up this morning with a massive amount of disequilibrium. I’m thinking it might be a combination of pressure from her sinuses, 72 hour marathon weekend with her sisters and pressure from the decorating job at hand. I have decided not to make it difficult (as I sometimes accidentally do) by not questioning anything and just letting it happen.

I have a busy day ahead as well, with a DahlCast to record, a Tribune article to write and a Blackhawks game to attend. First I’d like to work off some of the Halloween candy that I have been eating. Somehow, 500 full-sized candy bars gave ended up in our front room. I’d say that figure is down to around 480 now. We have created our own Halloween monster in the sense that we are now forced to give away full-sized bars just to maintain our reputation and standing in the neighborhood. I think that certain neighbors even resent us because they are pressured into getting the big candy too. Otherwise, they look cheap and might possibly get egged. People drive there kids by here and drop them off.

That Bears game really drained the life out of me on Sunday evening. I took to my bed almost immediately afterwards. I am curious to get Tom Thayer’s take on it. I already pretty have a good idea as to what his take is, since I listened to his account and description of the game, but maybe we can find a positive note, or at least something funny about it to take out minds off of the embarrassment that it ended up being (perhaps a little of Tom’s Dick Stanfel impression). I’m glad that I didn’t make the trip to Cincy. That would have been a long drive back for me last night with my belly full of Skyline Chili and Grater’s ice Cream. I might have even had to pull over into a rest stop and puke.