Sedars

It's been awhile since I last blogged. Two passover seders, a fantasy baseball draft and a brother's visit.

Things are good. The GF and I had two sedars, one at my parent's house and one at hers. Nothing special. At my families sedar, we tried to speed through everything to get to the food, because we wanted to eat at GF's parent's house we sped through everything, by normal standards to get to the food, because of toddlers and babies. At the GF's we didn't skip anything, just didn't do any of the haggadah after the meal.

The week before passover my brother came to town. He brought his baby and wife to visit. It was a nice visit, but my niece cried a lot. And I didn't get anything done.

My friend, D, got out of the hospital. So we have been talking again. Which is nice. He feels like a loser, because he has no job or girl. I think it's kind of ridiculous. When you get out of a hospital for a mental condition. I think just getting back to normal is enough of a goal. even if normal means volunteer work, or minimum wage part-time job and masterbating to porn on the internet. Doing those things and re-entering society is enough. Girlfriend? Most girlfriends require a steady paying job, no? Maybe he'll meet a girl that will love him for who he is. (and hopefully he'll love her back; but that isn't even the happy ending story in movies.)

Note: as I publish this, my friend Doug is feeling good again. Which is great. One week out and he seems fine. Hope this is his last visit to the Hospital.

Fantasy baseball season is happening, and I need to get a life. Fantasy baseball is all I think about, and want to talk about. I didn't draft well this year. So I'm doubtful I'll be able to defend my title. Wish me luck. Players that I shouldn't have drafted. Ben Sheets, Chris Coughlin, Nate McLouth. Wish me luck.

I won my college basketball bracket, but don't think I'll get paid. Which is just like George, even when I win, I lose; or at the least I don't win.

Peace out.

GCNOF