Hmmm... it's been a while since I blogged - as some of you are all too aware of!

But last Thursday, I really didn't feel much like talking about anything. It was sort of a down day for me to charge my batteries before this weekend.

Friday started things off with the Detroit Open Dart League banquet. Now, I am on the executive board of the DODL, and yet, even I felt like the banquet was DULL. I wish I had some ideas on how to spice up the banquet, but I frankly feel like I need to focus on other things - like a job, perhaps? Like my book, perhaps? Seeing as that the next banquet is nearly a year away, I think I've got some time...

So after the banquet, I talked Sheryl into going to Aunt Hurricane's, which was only a few blocks away from the banquet hall. We didn't stay too late, as it quickly became a long night.

The next morning, I had volunteer gig at Gilda's Club - Spa Day. Normally, I set up for Spa Day, then come home, only to return later on to clean up. Well, this Saturday, I needed to stick around to sell some books - half of the proceeds going to Gilda's Club until September 24th. So, I set up for Spa Day, sold my one book, and 7 hours later returned home - in time to catch up on some college football prior to going to Pat and Patti's house. At 6pm, my mom, Bill, Sheryl and I headed over to Pat and Patti's for some conversation and some dinner.

It was a really nice time. They have a really nice house, and Pat and Patti have always been great friends to me - often better friends than I have been to them.

Anyhow, today is the day I've been looking forward to for a long time - the start of pro football, bay-bee! So I hung out watching the early games before going to Bill's to watch football with my mom and Bill in the first of hopefully many weeks of football-game-watching... which I'm trying to turn Sheryl on to. She's a real trooper, and has made serious attempts at enjoying the same things that I do - particularly cycling and football (we won't even talk about music!).

So that's what I've been up to... how about you?

Seeing as that I may have to sell my house (as a result of STILL being jobless), I've been intrigued by the thought of volunteering with the American Red Cross to help down South. I'll tell you what, though... when it comes down to it, I really think I'm chicken. Ever since I've been sick, I've tried to embrace change. Right now, though, I can't seem to accept the fact that I need to sell my house and face reality. Most of the time, I am a "glass is half-full" guy, and as a result, I tend to overlook the particularly uncomfortable things in life.

Needing to sell my house is one of those things.

I still think that something might happen to save my ass, but if not, perhaps volunteering with the Red Cross might be the perfect thing to keep me from thinking too much about my failed career. Keeping with the "I tend to overlook the particularly uncomfortable things in life" theme, I will overlook the fact that I will have reneged on many commitments and will dearly miss certain people if I choose to pursue volunteership with the ARC.

I do love the fact that life is so uncertain... you never know if today is the day you get your 15 minutes of fame, or if you save the baby from the well. Sometimes, just hearing a new song is great, or meeting a familiar stranger. The man I sold my book to on Saturday said to me "Hey, you're the guy!" I laughed, and said "Yes I am!" He smiled. He said, "No, you're the guy who wrote this book!" Again, I laughed and said "Yes I am!" At which point, he told me that he had just recently heard/read about me, but couldn't remember when/where. As a result, he was eager to purchase a book.

Oddly enough, I was eager to sell one.

In any case, it's moments like that which can really make your day... your life... your...

moment.

Now in the CD player:
"Gasoline" by The Hard Lessons
"Side One" / "Side Two" by Adrian Belew
"Bad Company" by Bad Company
"Always Outnumbered, Never Outgunned" by the Prodigy