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Monday, September 27, 2004

The air was dense with fog and mist this morning. That should have told me something, if there's such a thing as a sign or a warning or an omen. Stay in bed! That's what it should have told me.

That's exactly what I would have done, if it hadn't been Monday, and if the phone hadn't started ringing before my eyes were all the way open. I still can't believe how many times I had to stop what I was doing to answer the phone, all day long. The Boss called me for the same reason five times in a row. Tim called me for no reason another five times. There were wrong numbers for both of them.

When I answered and heard nothing but a fax tone, that's when I snapped. I tossed the phone across the room without hanging up. Instead of going back to work, I picked up my book and sat down and read. It was the most peaceful half hour of the day. It was the only peaceful half hour. It probably saved my sanity. I'll live to explode (and throw things) another day.

In the end, it was more me than the phone. I wasn't ready for a gray, heavy Monday. I was probably ready for a Tuesday or Wednesday, but it wasn't meant to be. Monday always seems to arrive when I'm least prepared to deal with it.

27 September 2004

The walnut tree in late September.

The details don't matter, because it could have been anything. Today it was insurance. Next Monday it might be bids or taxes or billings or cost reports or ants or frogs or killer bees. It won't matter, because I'll have to drop something important to handle it. That's my job, and sometimes my curse.

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I don't really want to talk about it. Do you know how close the stinkin' Rockies came to beating the Dodgers tonight? They're so totally useless! They led from the fourth inning until the eighth and then blew it. If the Rockies could suck it up and win a meaningful game once in a while, I wouldn't hate them so much. I don't hate them as much as the Dodgers, but I have just as good a reason. It's because they're useless, and they've been useless since they first took the field in 1993 and couldn't beat the Braves, not even once. That's all it would have taken, just one win over the Braves, to put the Giants, with 103 wins that year, into the playoffs. Useless.

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