Wednesday, October 27, 2010
I don't think I need to tell you who I'm rooting for in the World Series. I hate the Giants with a passion usually reserved for rapists and Carlos Mencia; also, Texas has a few players who are nearly impossible to root against including the drug-free duo of Josh Hamilton and C.J. Wilson- quite the contrast to our beloved Cammy who spent some of the twilight of his career (and sadly, his life) in Arlington. The way that wrinkle makes his jersey read on that card is the saddest kind of funny...
Friday, October 22, 2010
I've smoked well over half of my life. Considering that I'm 28, that's pretty white trash. Over the years, I've tried many times to quit but always pansied out and kept sucking down tar until I caught word of our icon's plight a couple weeks ago. I've always had it in my head that cancer would be my endgame and that I needed to bail the loser's path before it came to that but it never got as real as it did once Big T got his dismal diagnosis. I hope he's one of the philosophical sorts who thinks it was worth it if only his suffering saved but one life... because that's what happened.