So I just watched the Thursday night game, Carolina vs. Miami, and I've concluded that I could be Carolina's offensive coordinator, and I'd charge a much more reasonable rate. Here's my plan: run. Delhomme isn't the entire problem. When you aren't stuffing the box against DeAngelo Williams and Jonny Stewart, the offensive playcalling is fucked up. RUN THE BALL. EVERY DOWN. DeAngelo averaged more than 10 yards a carry, on 11 carries. What the fuck?
...but I digress. Today is wonderful, like every other day. My roommate just went home for like, the next 10 days, so I'm blasting Steve Goodman's "The Easter Tapes", sippin' some Robert the Bruce (awesome), and smoking cigarettes in the house (our little secret..). This reinvention of my Chicago folk appreciation has led me to a major life decision: I'm living in Old Town once I graduate. It's close enough to the business district, where I'll ultimately end up suiting up for work, to make the commute reasonable. It is also the part of Chicago where the Old Town School of Folk and Earl of Old Town are located. OTSoF is a music institution where Steve Goodman and John Prine, among others, grounded their roots. EoOT is a music venue that was instrumental in the success of many of Chicago's finest folk musicians. That'll be me one day. I wouldn't mind going that route; I may never achieve commercial success, but maybe they'll spread my ashes on Wrigley Field like Mr. Goodman.
I wish I had something worldly to enlighten you all with, but unfortunately, anything I picked up the past few days was definitively obliterated by whiskey and quantitative probability models. I'm psyched to go home from Monday until next Sunday, 6 day weekends make me giddy. I hope everyone is enjoying this fine night as much as I am. End transmission!
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