Got the Red Wings on. Preseason game.
Just finished cleaning the bedroom. Been at it all morning. And I decided to rearrange the furniture. Now the bed and the bedside table are on the other side of the room, and the dresser is turned another way. The room seems to have more space this way.
Now I’m having a beer. The Tigers start at 1. I’ll probably be cleaning the kitchen and watching the game during breaks.
P.S.
I just became a great uncle today.
The Tigers are in third place. There’s not enough games left in the season for them to get ahead of the Indians, but they could steal second place from the Twins.
Meanwhile, in Houston, Justin Verlander’s team is in first place.
Given how many unarmed people are killed by police, I can’t believe you would say “Kaepernick is crying wolf.” I’m not saying the police are all bad, but they’re human like the rest of us and they have fuck ups. Colin Kaepernick wants something done about it. Why in the hell is that so offensive to people?
Glen Coffee and Colin Kaepernick are two completely different circumstances and there is no comparison here. It’s ridiculous comparing Kaepernick to veterans.
I wonder how Coffee feels about people using him to discredit Kaepernick. We don’t know which side of this controversy he’s on, but I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s in agreement with Kaepernick, as many, many veterans are.
NFL kicks off tonight with the Falcons and the Eagles.
Got to wait till Monday night for the Lions.
They stopped the game for a bit while it rained, but things got back up and running. The Tigers won, 6-1.
Justin Upton plays for the Angels now. He had a two year stint with the Tigers and is one of my favorite players. Last year, the Tigers traded him away along with other favorites of mine.
The Tigers just showed Cleveland what baseball in Detroit is all about.
I wrote 1,246 words (7 pages) in two hours today, on a story. Going downstairs to hit the speedbag for a while, and then I’m going to have a two-hour session on the novel.
My Deeply Unhip Mixed Playlist is getting me through these sessions.
Villanova was a mighty foe. Not even Jordan Poole could save us. Villanova beat Michigan by seventeen points. I think they had two or three guys with an incredible talent for making shots far outside the arch.
My team accepted their loss with proper sportsmanship. I’m proud of them. They didn’t let us down. They played their best.
I still have some whiskey left, so I’m going to drink that.