Living Reflections from a Dream

and I can't even look anymore. ok, Paul, here is your chance to gloat....

I had a board meeting tonight, I jumped up at 8pm to leave so I could catch the game. I get in my car, quickly turn on EEI. What's the score, what's the score, what's the score??? 4 -2! Arrrghghg. It's ok, it's ok. They can come back from 4-2! Then I hear: ooohhhh... error. Nomah's second error of the night. And I think to myself: you should really turn this off. Turn this off right now. Don't do this to yourself. Do I turn it off? No... well, only once I get home. It the time it took me to walk from the car into the house, Sheffield hit a 3 run shot and it was 7 -2. Something came out of my mouth that I never, ever say: motherfucker! Just then the neighborhood skunk decided to spray someone outside and through the open windows which had previously been letting in a lovely summer evening breeze, came the most appalling odor and I had to run around and shut all the window. Still I watched the game. They can come back! But now in the bottom of the 8th with the score 11 - 3, I am cutting my loses - saving my energy. After all, there is another game tomorrow night. We'll get 'em then!-----
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