October 17th, 2008, a Friday


I am still on blogger vacation but sometimes things just have to be said and are more important than vacation or relaxing or anything.  I have a few things on my mind this morning so may as well just get it over with.

Have you ever been to an NFL game?  Forget football, and I'm a fan.  I'm not talking about what goes on down on the field.  No, I'm talking about the show in the stands, all around you.  In Arizona, there is always the problem of at least half the fans being for the opposing team.  If you have ever been to a Diamondbacks game when the Cubbies are in town, you know what I mean.  Well, the same goes for the Dallas Cowboys.  America's team, they call them.  We sat in a section where only 1 in every 20 people or so wore Cardinal red and the rest were Dallas blue.  Of course you know they were all drunk.   Maybe not all, but most.  And this includes the women.  I expected the men to be drunk and obnoxious, and they didn't disappoint.  But the women.  It was unclear as to whether they knew a darned thing about the game, or even watched it.  They were too busy socializing and showing off their "enhanced" bodies.  You know, fake boobs.  They were everywhere and I'm not kidding.  Low cut tops, halters, tight team shirts, lots of skin.  Always a beer in hand.  Their men seemed to love this.  They were so proud of their loud, loose women, very excited by their behavior.  If you know what I mean.  At one point we had to politely ask one of the drunkest Cowboy women if she would mind remaining seated during the plays as she was very busy being the only one standing causing the rest of us to either strain to look around her or have to stand up ourselves.  She was too drunk to comprehend the request or bother to comply and just taunted us about it, insisting we give each other high fives as a sign of some kind of misplaced show of reconciliation.  When she left her seat for a while, we asked her excited boyfriend if he wouldn't mind assisting us in our request to keep her seated during the plays.  He said "this is the Dallas game...people are going to do that....you can't stop it".  We pointed out that she seemed to be the only one.  It was clear that the last thing he wanted to do was tell her anything she didn't want to hear so as not to spoil the fun he was obviously hoping for later.  That seemed a lot more important to him than the game.  And he was a Cardinals fan.  But I am willing to bet he was more than willing to see his team lose if it made her happy, for at least the rest of the evening.  I don't think I want to go to any more games.  It wasn't that much fun, you know.  Well, the game was an overtime thriller and that was a lot of fun.  But the rest of it was pretty depressing.  Anyway, too bad for the gentleman with the drunk Cowboy woman.  Hate it when America's team loses.  Ruins the evening for lots of folks.  If you know what I mean.

I had a dream last night about fish.  The lake we live on has had a bad run of golden algae that pretty much killed all the fish population which was heartbreaking.  The Littlest Dutch Boy loves to fish so he has missed it terribly.  In my dream, there was a huge indoor lake.  You could see it from an observation window looking down on the entire body of water.  It was dark with an eerie kind of lighting which made the water glow, almost translucent, allowing you to see just below the surface.  There were hundreds and thousands of fish swimming in the lake but no one was allowed to fish or even go near the water.  It was exclusively reserved for fish families.  And all we got to do was watch.  That's it, the entire dream.  But it was very beautiful and peaceful and there was something so right about it.

I've missed blogging.  It's good to get these things off your chest.  By the way, I got the job!  I haven't started yet but I negotiated a buck a day for my pay.  It's kind of a PR thing which I am pretty good at.  So there will be lots of stories for blogs, especially in my favorite holiday season coming up. 

I hope you have missed me, too.  If your day starts to go downhill, just think of the fish swimming around peacefully in that indoor incandescent lake.  You can join them anytime you like.  Just close your eyes.

GR