I luff Trent. And he’s playing again. For the Rams. His hometown team. Go Trent!

Last week I based my picks on quarterback and had a pitiful outcome. This week I’ll base my picks on the big Defense and see if that helps any.

(Losers are struck out)

WEEK FOUR GAMES

ATLANTA @ CAROLINA (wow! I bet I do great this week!)
CLEVELAND @ CINCINNATI (nnnope)
HOUSTON @ JACKSONVILLE (sweet!)
DENVER @ KANSAS CITY (nope)
SAN FRANCISCO @ NEW ORLEANS (yeah baby!)
ARIZONA @ NY JETS (nope)
GREEN BAY @ TAMPA BAY (nope)
MINNESOTA @ TENNESSEE (yessssss!)
SAN DIEGO @ OAKLAND (right on!)
BUFFALO @ ST LOUIS (yay!)
WASHINGTON @ DALLAS (nope again)
PHILADELPHIA @ CHICAGO (nope)

Monday Night Football
BALTIMORE @ PITTSBURGH (gotcha!)
COMBINED FINAL SCORE 48

I’m out to kick the asses of others in the league using a variety of strategies. This week’s strategy is actually based on some actual football – I predict the winners using my yahoo fantasy football predictions of highest scoring quarterbacks this week. (Winners bold and italic)

ARIZONA @ WASHINGTON (Whee! I got one right!)

CAROLINA @ MINNESOTA (Nope)

HOUSTON @ TENNESSEE (Nope)

MIAMI @ NEW ENGLAND (wtf? Nope)

OAKLAND @ BUFFALO (Wow! A second one right!)

CINCINNATI @ NY GIANTS (woot! I’m at 50%!)

KANSAS CITY @ ATLANTA (or not)

TAMPA BAY @ CHICAGO (@#$%!)

ST LOUIS @ SEATTLE (Right on!)

DETROIT @ SAN FRANCISCO (Yessssssss)

NEW ORLEANS @ DENVER (Word)

PITTSBURGH @ PHILADELPHIA (good good!)

CLEVELAND @ BALTIMORE (nope, not this one)

JACKSONVILLE @ INDIANAPOLIS (oops – but man that was a great field goal kick)

DALLAS @ GREEN BAY (aaanmd no again)

Monday Night Game

NY JETS @ SAN DIEGO (Huzzah! – 8/8 for the week)
COMBINED FINAL SCORE 54

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I got paid – PAID – to review something – let the heavens open up and SING – wanna read it?

Please?

Clicking Here Will Make You Lose Ten Pounds.

(Notice I did not specify ten pounds of what.)

I know ya’ll hate the repeat post, but I still love this post. I remember feeling so … so sure about needing to remember what day it was, and reading around to other blogs while Alex slept by me. And hey, cute pic of my kid from one year ago…

Today was just a normal day.

We woke.

We took a photo.

We got lost in town.

We went to the Farmer’s Market.

We went to see Scout at work.

We talked to my SIL.

We napped.

While Alex napped, I read. And my heart was touched many times.

MetroDad – who lost his friend

From the Frontlines – who knew her husband would fight and defend

The Dana Files/This Full House – who smelled New York

WhyMommy – who watched the smoke in DC

Growing a Pair who wonders just how do we teach our children about our world now?

JurgenNation – who echos my heart the closest.

It’s the ties flying up in the air. It’s the jumping out of the buildings that shook me most (still does). No one gets up in the morning, puts on a tie and goes to work expecting to jump out a window knowing this is the end. No one does that.

I wish six years ago today would have stayed just a normal day.

Once upon a time, there was a dorky girl who went to high school.

A few years later, there was a reunion. She strangely had fun at events like this, and she was less dorky in recent years, so she decided to head westward to attend the shindig of the year.

Her (awesome, hot, well hung, funny, best ever) husband declined to attend with her AND stated he would keep the tiny toddler tornadocane (TTT) with him, lest the girl get so drunk she forgot and left TTT someplace.

Off the girl flew on wings of Shamu. She found the chariot of Jetta awaiting her upon her arrival. Across the asphalt she flew, sad that she had no CDs to play as the radio stations were so bad.

Arriving at the home of her mommy, Crazy Cat Lady Minus the Cats (CCLMtC), she dressed in the finest apparel designed to say “oh no, I always look casually this awesome”.

Arriving at a winery, she found her favorite libation to be available once again. She filled her (plastic) loving cup to the brim and savored its perfection.

Her companions were a random group, the loud Larry the Cable Guy Replica (LtCGR), the Queen and his husband, the scary smoking lurker (who she thought was mute but was wrong), the staid married couple… Soon they were joined by the Jesus clone drummer and his princess the Lawyer, who became the girl’s BFF as soon as she shared her tasty beverage.

Then the long lost BFF (LLBFF) of the girl appeared round the bend. The girl and the LLBFF had been separated by a beautiful evil witch, who had banned their friendship because the girl possessed no Y chromosome and therefore could not speak to her prince.

After a decade and two children, the beautiful evil witch had disappeared and the LLBFF appeared with a Fugly Troll attired in jeans encrusted by a Ronco Bedazzler. Quickly the LLBFF was engaging the girl in lively conversation. Behind the girl, the Lawyer muttered, “Oh, I don’t like this Bedazzler girl at all.”

After a fashion, the girl pulled the LLBFF aside, and having the gift of prophecy (and a fucking clue) and shared her vision with him.

“You are about 10 minutes away from your girlfriend hating my guts and getting pissed at you.”

The LLBFF laughed and said there was no way, but the girl, again with the gift of prophecy (and a fucking clue) knew better. As they arrived upon their destination, the room of bath, the girl sat atop a plastic chair to await the opening of the room of the bath. She immediately realized her seat had been wet, and now her pants were soaked. She felt like the classiest bitch in town to be sure.

In less than an hour past, the prophecy came true among much cussing and chewing of the ass of the LLBFF and he departed with the fugly bedazzled troll.

The girl continued to cavort with the mates of class, mandated to leave her chariot of Jetta behind as the beverages made her face numb and her vision strange. She was a prize catch, many people vying for the opportunity to whisk her away to the jester’s court of karaoke. Each wanted her to take the last space in their coaches to prevent spending more time in the company of the LtCGR, who by this time was LOUD and DRUNK!

The crew was delighted to find the music awesomely bad and began to drink many beers. Many an off key note were hit.

Needing sustenance, the girl, the Lawyer, the Jesus clone Drummer and two others departed to the late night splendor of the Bitchin’ Kitchen. Before their eyes, LtCGR appeared again. Louder and drunker than before, he proceeded to eat his weight in bacon dipped in a bowl of syrup.

The girl realized her ID and credit card were missing, but knew they would be safe at the jester’s court – nevertheless, the crew took the opportunity to escape LtCGR and loaded up the coach. Before a minute had passed she discovered her mistake – the cards she sought were in her BEWBS!

The crew deposited her at home of CCLWtC and she fell fast asleep.