Thursday : 19 October 2006
Four down, one to go.

Work wasn’t too bad today.  Last week, Tommy, mentioned that he wanted to update a few things in his wardrobe and wanted some input from me.  After the work-a-day grind, I took him to the local Stein Mart to look at a few things; Stein Mart was a pretty easy choice because I used to work at one of their stores and I’m still passingly familiar with the kinds of things that they carry.  He went, he looked, he left the store with a bag full of clothes.  Mission: Accomplished.  Helping him out was very similar to when I worked in the other store, many rains past… without the associated aggravations.  From there, it was on to grab a bite to eat at Barbacoa and then home.

I watched a little of the NLCS Game 7 (the Mets vs. the Cardinals).  I didn’t really have vested interest in either team, but I did want to see who was going to be taking on the Tigers this weekend.  There were a number of Mets fans who were carrying signs that said things like “You gotta believe” or just simply “Believe.”  It reminded me of Ghostbusters 2.  Specifically, it reminded me of the scene where the team had to get all of New York – or as much of it as they could – to get behind a pervasive good feeling… and so they wired up the Statue of Liberty with a massive sound system… and articulated it so that it could walk.  (Hey, I didn’t write the movie…)  But, that kind of feeling.  That’s what it looked like the Mets fans were doing – getting everyone in on a common vibe.  Unfortunately, it didn’t help.  The Cards won the game 3 – 1 and are going to the Big Dance.

Next up: CSI.  Well, technically, CSI was bracketed by the game… but that’s neither here nor there.  Tonight’s episode was good.  Three long-time friends a crucifixion and a confessional.   All more or less neatly wrapped up in one hour.

After CSI and the game, I felt a little… edgy.  So, I went for a drive.  Downtown to Holladay to Cottonwood Heights to Sandy to home.  Jiggity Jig.  It worked – I felt better when I was done.  While I was driving, I had a story fragment start to congeal.  It, in turn, reminded me that I want to start working on another story that I haven’t done anything with in far too long.
Stray Toasters

Namaste.