Friday, September 22, 2006

can't think of a rant obviously

But give me a few minutes, and I'll come up with something. For now I'm just going to talk about aches and poop.

Seriously, that's all I can come up with anymore. I'd like to think I typed up a couple of decent rants before I ran out of steam. So I won't be blogger of the year and find some way to get rich while talking about poop and roller derby. Dammit! That's what I had, the thin filament of dream that kept me going.

Well, other than the all star away match in Birmingham, the derby girls have yet to make their debut. If you lived around here, you could come out Sunday night and see the real league debut. The mighty Machine Gun Kellys further blacken the Black Bettys. I get to play half a game of soccer Sunday so that I can get home and clean in time to drive to the bruisin' the Bettys fest, but I'm sure I'll find a way to be okay about it.

Speaking of soccer, I don't really have anything to say. I'm going to assume that our Wednesday scrimmage opponents are going to be the U19 team that has worn us down the past two weeks. Add this past Wednesday two Mexican guys that helped fill out one side, and you get the beauty of Victor Ashe park soccer.

Big Brother was excited upon hearing that today is Friday because that means he has a game tomorrow. That of course means that I need to take the time tonight and figure out the game for tomorrow. I need to place my players each quarter so that I make sure they all play as much as possible while the time is equally distributed among each player. It's an early game, perhaps not early to farmers, but my heathen ass should not ever be up early enough for a 9:30 game.