One more day to go

So for a couple of weeks I've had a pretty much constant craving for lemonade. Do you know how hard it is to find lemonade at the convenience store? Vitamin Water used to have a low-calorie lemonade flavor, but I can't get it any more. Last week at 7-Eleven, all they had was Squirt sparkling lemonade. That is delicious. But my lemonade quest is just the setting for my story. I think I found the guy with the worst and/or most embarrassing job in the world. This unfortunate fellow was changing out the dirty magazines for the new issues. I just wonder what course your life has to take to bring you to that point. "What do you do for a living?" Oh, I go around from one 7-Eleven to another putting out new issues of Hustler and Playboy. It really fulfills me. I don't know. A lot of people aren't fulfilled in their job, but that seemed like a particularly depressing way to be unfulfilled. I guess it's still a step removed from the graveyard cashier at the adult video store. It just makes me glad that I enjoy even the crappy non-permanent job I have now.

I have only one final exam left in the P1 year. I just took one that didn't go as well as I thought it would, but I'm pretty solidly on a C in that class so it's not the end of the world. I'm definitely going to pass the year unless I sleep through tomorrow's exam.

Going to Vegas next week. That'll be nice. Hopefully I'll win some money, because we is broke right now. I start at Kaiser on June 1st, which will be cool. The extra income will be especially helpful.

Xander is turning into a toddler. That's both good and bad. He's a lot more active, and interactive, and is starting to understand our rules. But he's also really starting to impose his own will on us. Pretty soon he'll be telling me he hates me and smoking cigarettes and getting girls pregnant. I'll be sure to let you know when that happens.

I'm really going to try to write again after this final, probably over the weekend. Thanks for stopping by, and I'll see you then.

So I used to have this blog...

... and it was pretty great. Then April hit like a hurricane and I sort of stopped writing it. That was definitely crunch time. To extend the metaphor, this post is but the eye of that hurricane. Finals start a week from today, and I just finished a test and I have one later today and another on Wednesday. It's meant some sleepless nights and a lot of time spent studying that I much rather would have spent with my family. The strain it's putting on my home life is palpable. My wife is so supportive, which goes a long way, and my son is always just happy to see me, but I don't like it. I miss them. The good news is I'm two weeks from getting to spend a LOT more time with them. The summer is going to be nice.

So, the Nuggets laid a total egg. It was a coaching problem. I don't know if Adrian Dantley is a bad coach, but he was coaching a team that wasn't his to begin with. You can't change coaches like that and expect to beat, or be, a legitimate contender. Oh well.

The Rockies aren't as good as I thought they would be; the Cubs are better. I think the Rockies will be fine. Maybe the Cubs will be, too. Most intriguing is the "Jason Marquis effect." Jason Marquis has been a major-leaguer for ten seasons, and in each year his team has made the playoffs. That made sense when he played for the Cardinals and the Cubs. Last year, the Rockies started abysmally, and I had counted them out by mid-May. Then they fired Clint Hurdle, and Jim Tracy led them on one of the all-time great season turnarounds. Well, this year he plays for the Nationals, who have long been a punch line in the National League. Today, the Nationals are 13-12, which for them is remarkable. And they have God's gift to professional baseball, Stephen Strasbourg, getting ready in the minors. This could be exciting.

And that's the news from Lake Woebegone, as it were. Thanks for stopping by. I'm going to try to update during the week because I feel like I'm forgetting something, but then again, that may not actually happen.