So I was visiting Jennifer and Erin the other day. Saturday morning, Jen walked into the family room, where Erin and I were talking about creationism versus evolution and the concept of time. First, the literal translation of the "day" as used in the Bible was a "period of time," (undefined as to a literal day of 24 hours) (which I actually didn't know and learned thanks to Erin). Second, how is a "day" defined anyway when the sun (which defines our concept of a day) wasn't created until the Fourth Day.

Anyway, Jen walks in and makes a comment that normal people don't have these conversations on a Saturday morning. Hmm...is that true?? I can't imagine. Everyone that I know regular has such conversations on a regular basis, and I live in Cleveland, for crying out loud. We are a blue collar town. So if everyone that I know has such conversations on a regular basis, it seems to me that everyone in the world does. Jen assures me that I am wrong.

So the Browns had a total of 17 offensive yards. No, that is not a typo. 17 yards. Total. For an entire game. (Oh, and 15 of those yards came in the final 2 minutes of the game.) Wow. Just when you think that a team who gave up 100 points in two games can't get any worse, they find a new way to lose. Just wow. I mean, I knew that we were bad, and unlikely to win another game this season, but 17 total yards bad? Just wow.

I also got to see the Trans-Siberian Orchestra Saturday night. They are simply fantastic, and for anyone in the cities where they will still be before the end of the year, I highly recommend them. They are flat out fantastic. And my similistic nature is completely captivated by lasers and lights. "ooh, colors..."

This week is going to be hard. I have to work tomorrow because I have a brief due and a client interview. Friday I have to work because it's our office party and the partner and I are taking our secretary to lunch before that. Which means that I have Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday. Have I mentioned that I just have no motivation to work right now? Because I don't. None. I have taken the last two weeks of the year off just because I can. I know that I get my bonus sometime this week too. And a memo I (STILL) need to finish that I have had burning WAY WAY WAY too long.

Does anyone else living in suburbia think that their street is SO BORING when compared to desperate housewives? Suicide, arson, hit and runs, murder, arrests...and that's just been the last few months. I remember the biggest excitement in my neighborhood growing up was...well, nothing. It was all quite boring. Content, familiar, but nothing like that. No police, ambulances, fire trucks.