I don’t think Michigan plays this weekend, but I just watched Eastern Michigan beat Illinois. 34-31.
It really makes me mad when I find that the bottle of horseradish sauce I had delivered yesterday was already open. I was just going to put some on my hamburgers and the cap was loose. I know I hadn’t opened it yet. I threw it in the garbage.
A Shipt Shopper just delivered a few groceries. One of the items I’d wanted was a 12-pack of Rolling Rock. I decided on the Rolling Rock because it was going for $8.59 and that seemed like a good deal for that much beer.
The Shipt Shopper sent me this picture with the text “Bad news, that’s where the Rolling Rock is supposed to be.” I ended up deciding on a different beer, but maybe I should’ve picked the little devil.
They were really pissing me off in the end, but the Lions managed to not lose. But they didn’t win either.
A freaking tie?
I have not seen a tie in NFL since… I don’t know if I ever have.
Final Score: 27-27.
Two overtimes and Michigan beat the Army. 24-21.
The Detroit Lions will win the Super Bowl this season.
Because I said so.
Thursday Night Football starts at 8:30. First game of the NFL season. I’m rooting for the Packers.
I’m offloading some of my oldest stories this year. Bare Back Magazine just bought my story “The Carnival” for their October 2019 issue. This is my third sale to them.
I don’t remember exactly when I wrote “The Carnival”, but it was at least ten years ago.
Buddy is ten this month. I just remember that I got him in September 2009, when he was a kitten. He’s the only pet I’ve ever had that I know the exact age of.
Yesterday, I was highly motivated. I got a lot done. Today, depression is sinking in and it’s a struggle to keep moving.
I will not surrender.