I couldn’t have said it better. I spent the last two hous on my front porch, in a rockin’ chair. Waitin’ for somethin’ to skeere the hell out of me. The closest I came was a 7 year old grim reeper. He had a big blade now. I had to hold it for him while he was robbin’ me.

Then there was this one devil. It was sad to call him scary, but based on what I’d seen so far… he was.

I bought what I consider a single malt’s worth of candy tonight. I was down with it until…

A bunch came up, polite as all get out, until… I heard, “Momma nees some candy too”… I ‘ bout came out of my chair and said “I’ll be damned if Momma does… If momma does, she can go buy it herself…”

Hearing that normally would inspire me, Momma needs candy too, tonight, it disgusted me.

I told my 15 year ol’ to skip it this year and pass out candy with me.

He didn’t.

Evidently, she didn’t either, she wasn’t 15, but Momma does need her candy now don’t she?

That wasn’t. For ‘neckson and me anyway. ’bout a quarter ’til one, he woke up, started whinin’ about havin’ to drive two hours, and basically, weasled out of the commitment.

I tried to explain to him why it’s important to use tickets that people give you but it fell on Xbox ears. I called everybody I could think of to try to pass on those tickets. Hey, this wasn’t the Superbowl now. Most were out of town, or out of phone range…

I finally thought of a father from our baseball team who’s boy used to play on our team, and who’s youngest son was our batboy. BINGO…

Terry and Sean, even though I put ‘em behind the 8ball with a late departure, I hope, and feel sure, had a damned good time, as they are both true Browns fans. The “other half” of that household, Laurie, and Matt, are Stillers fans… rough place to be on certains Sundays…

I… went fishin’ once I delivered the ticks… only to find a memorial service for a fella that used to work at the company I do now. It was told to me that he fell from a deer stand and broke his back. Evidently, he passed last week as well.

The cars at the club were packed 4 deep, on wet grass. He must’ve been one cool customer.

I lost a chatter-bait on the first cast, in the only corner of the place I could fish due to the memorial service, and the DAMNED GEESE. I used a different Rod and reel, and threw about 20 minutes worth more. Then, the “Just fuck it”, it wasn’t meant to be vibe set in. I left.

We’ve had more rain this October then I can remember havin’ in an entire fall. With the time chagin’, my fishin’ is gonna be limited to the next few weekends before witches tit weather sets in. Lord, give me some sunny and seventy on Saturday’s. Please.

PS: It’s rainin’ as I write this…  Trick o’ Treat…

But I’m tellin’ ya. I wish I could be with some of these folks a while, where ever they’re at. They’ve got fish jumpin’ into the boat… I got to lookin’ ’cause one of Bou’s boys swore up and down that salmon were flyin’ out of the Mighty Mississippi for the injuns to take…

Check it out, both videos…

I received word tonight, that I’d lost another cousin. I lost my first one when I was about 16. He was 18 and attending N.C. State. He was hit by a train, as far as I’ve been told.

I’ve lost another. He was hit by a train as well. His train wasn’t of the mechanical type. A train nonetheless. He was flat out a crazy, in a wild way, person. Maybe one day, I’ll detail his craziness, but right now, I don’t feel like it.

JP was probably 2 years my senior. That’d put him ’round 46. He’d been in and out of half way houses for the last few years. At times, it appeared he was beatin’ the beast. Then he’d relapse. Then battle it again.

He lost the battle. I’m not sure exactly when. Details are sketchy from where I’m located right now. But one detail is not. He is not of this worl’ anymore.

The jist of the story goes kind of like . Especially the last few lines of it, and many of the early lines are similar to his path in life as well.

My eldest remainin’ cuz’ lives in Raleigh. I’m thinkin’ she’s doin’ alright. It ain’t lookin’ so go for us ol’ cuz’s nowadays. At least that’s the way it feels right now.

That song always presented a “what if’ kind of imagination to me. I’ve heard it many a time since I was a young boy.

Today that song presents an “it did” kind of finality.

Oh lawdy… how some of the mighty have fallen today… Monday’s not goin’ to be the usual suck that it is. I’ll have at least a days worth of BCS pundits rollin’ out all kinds of new theories on what’ll have to happen for this team or that team that’s lost one to get into the BCS championship game. Readin’ that stuff always makes my day go faster. Reading that stuff actually gives me a little laugh now and then.

My team had 3 damned too many turnovers today. Against a team that wouldn’t know what to do with a turnover if you gave ‘em one, which they did… I’m happy to report the first shut-out of the year for a defense that, 9 weeks ago, was suspect, and a projected weakness for the Buck’s.

USC’s ride was “pimped” today by O’State… no, not the Ducks, the other O’s.

Look for SC to give the Vol’s a run. ‘Cause they’re doin’ it right now. ND rolled over Navy… Yay… it was Navy Domer’s. A good game might be had between MinnesOta and Navy, but just because ND beat NAVY… you let ‘em score twice ‘Domers…

Texas, as I write, is battlin’. It’s lookin’ iffy for them at best. Come on Colt…

I watched the Michigan vs North Western game today. North Western isn’t polished. I think Michigan had 3 turnover’s today as well and NW couldn’t do anything with those opportunities. Meatchicken pulled of the win though, but I’m still not a believer… their defense is flat out bad-ass, but they should’ve put more points up on the purple people sleepers

On another note: Condolences to Pedro Martinez. He lost his mini-me last week. I need me a mini-me. Just to pick up my beer cans.

Hey Pedro… the goggles are kinda cool. Do you wear ‘em after every game for fear of gettin’ a swirly? The little fella was a movie star too! Google it, if you don’t believe me. Dr. Moreueoreo, flick or somethin’.

Congrat’s to the Card’s. You’re the luckiest bastards in the world, and you ought to be lovin’ it. You won a division that nobody else wanted to, and then had you Mommy(mother nature) ice the deal for you. Detroit… nice season, crappy post season. My Reds were nowhere to be seen, and guess what… Barry Bond’s is a free agent… Here that Detroit?

‘Neckson and I are off to Cleveland OH. tomorrow to watch the clowns play the Jets. I thought, was hoping it’d be a 1:00 PM start… Wrong. That makes way too much sense for the TV suits to start two east coast teams at 1:00 PM. It’s a 4:00 PM game. We’re leavin’ half way through the 3rd Q. Homey ain’t gettin’ home at 10:00 PM just to watch a massacre by the lake.. Now if we were fishin’ in warmer weather on the lake… I’d stud the 10:00 PM’er.

On one last note… some retard put out pre-season college basketball rankings this past week. Somehow, the Buck’s are ranked 4th. Don’t buy that shit for a heartbeat. Much improved over last year’s team, true-dat. Greg Oden won’t be playin’ until January. The other members of the “Thad-5″ will surely make us better, but not worthy of a #4 rankin’. I’m a Tarheel’s basketball fan anyway. And a Farker. Duke sucks.

Update: R.I.P Red… Celtic’s ball won’t ever be the same without you. Smoke ‘em if you got ‘em.
Signed,

Laker fan.

PS: I’ll probably be late for work next Friday…

If I have to spell out why… you probably didn’t get this post anyway…