Instead of NaNoWriMo, I'm doing NaLawTraMo

I was thinking of having another go at NaNoWriMo this November, except for the translation job that got dropped into my lap earlier this month. Because you know what? That bloody law is a novel in its own right. I'm already fifteen thousand words into it, and not nearly halfway done.

Vacation? What vacation?

Grudging hat tip

OK, Red Sox Nation. Your team won, in convincing fashion, so you have every reason to celebrate. Two things:

One: Be gracious in victory. Every year, thirty-one teams fall short, and sooner or later, you're going to be one of those thirty-one teams again. Getting kicked in the teeth when you're down on the ground is unpleasant to experience, so think twice before you do it to others, right?

And speaking of kicking people while they're down:

Two: Would you kindly stuff Curt Schilling into a packing crate until, oh, say, Thanksgiving? And while you're at it, would you kindly 86 the air holes?

How long until pitchers and catchers report to spring training again?