Crap In My Head

Crap In My Head (Not Literally)

1. Yesterday was a bittersweet day for football. Well, for me at least. The Raiders lost but oh... so did the Pats! Waaaaaaaaaahh.... and yet WOOT! I had a mini-heart attack when Jake Delhomme threw a high pass on second and goal at the 2-yard line. Twice. Can I get a run play? Thanks. Oh and remind me to send a note to Kerry Collins that the coverage on Randy Moss wasn't as strong as he thought. There were quite a few times I saw Moss reading a magazine on the field. Once, he started doing pilates. And I'm not trying to be greedy since I think we've got a lock on our fantasy match-up, but if Janikowski had made that 50-yard field goal it would have been 8 fantasy points! Eight!! Next week the Raiders are playing in Philadelphia, so my two favorite teams will be going at it. And I can't watch it live. Because Eagles' tickets are more expensive than black market kidneys. Judging from ticket prices, every person you see in that stadium is filthy rich. But the Raiders will be back in our hood again on December 11th, to play the JETS (hint hint Kwame).

2. I finally made my donation. I know it took forever but I had to get funds in order. Couldn't decide which organization to hit up so I split it between Habitat For Humanity and the Presbyterian Children's Home and Services in Corpus Christi, which is placing children in their own group home and private foster homes. A woman from that town I was talking to last night said their department of childrens' services was taking care of hundreds of infants/toddlers that parents just handed to rescuers. And they're too young to say who they belong to. How sad is that?? They're being cared for by volunteers so I'll put together a package of some sort with baby supplies to send.

3. Been sick since last Monday. Caught it from a sick kid who gave it to my kids at a party the weekend before. Is it me or should parents who knowingly bring sick kids to a party full of kids, be drawn and quartered in the town square? I especially hate those parents who tow their sick kids around because they take it personally that anyone might think they're germy. Guess what, kids are germy. So take your germy ass kid home and cook him some fucking chicken soup will you? On the not-so-plus side, I finally get to refer to my twins as "those snotty kids." Because they are snotty, or rather snot-filled. I feel like I'm going to cough up some major organs. Covered in green slime. Was that too much information? I am one of those people that likes to open the tissue afterwards to check.

4. I am starting to hate my blog template. I mean don't get me wrong, I still like the simplicity of it. But I've had the same one for almost 4 years now (only changing the color here and there). It is literally Blogger's original "Simple" template with an image in the header and a table thrown in. So any suggestions people? I've tried re-building a new one from scratch but that turned out to be a ridiculous undertaking for someone who is html stupid. My table is like the Frankenstein of tables. I would just like something nice and neat and perhaps a bit funky. And even though I'm Asian, I don't want any techno music or twinkle twinkle little star jpgs or Hello Kitty shoutboxes or flourescent pink anything. I know, now they're going to revoke my racial membership (wait 'til they find out there are no stickers on our car either.)

5. Now that I know that being gay isn't actually against God, I need to come up with a contingency plan for the future. Because you know, when the time came, I was just going to sell Ray out. Toss him towards the fire and be like "What are you coming after me for, he's GAY." Now what the hell am I going to do. This whole "being a better person" thing just seems beyond me.