Post-Steroid?

Interesting stat showing how baseball is evolving:

"At the height of the steroid era, in 2001, a total of two pitchers posted ERAs under 3.00. Right now, 25 starters have ERAs under 3.00." ... Buster Olney

I like this trend but I can't help but wonder how these pitchers are cheating to get these inflated ERA numbers.

The National- High Violet

enjoy.

Clinical Psychology Program

School is almost over and I cannot wait.

I will cross the finish line and I celebrate that.

It has been an adventure!

Levi is a cool dude... I'm really excited to get to know him.

1-30-2010

Its snowing and sunny. the snowflakes are really big. Its puzzling.
J and I are happy here in our home on Blanchard. School is headed forcefully on. This semester is a big one... I am not sure how its all going to come together. and yet, somehow, I know it will. J is going to her final baby shower. They have been good to us. We have many new things, some for now, some for 2 months from now, some for 4 months from now, some for 6 months from now... etc. lots of new things.
Winter has kept us inside. Its so cold. but I've decided to like it this year... so far so good. i like it ok.

Things to do this today-
1. send proposal to professor- 15 page paper, Christian Theology- due March 5th
2. clean up around the house
3. Take olive for a walk.
4. grociery shopping. (just milk and fruit/ vegetables)-- keeping it fresh
5. begin Mad Men season 1 with J.
6. organize gifts from baby shower.
7. Drink beer, maybe tequila.

thats it.

Feb

Feb. is a big month for our small family... my wife continues to blow my mind with her crusade to add beauty to this weary and god forsaken land. She will be showing in NY in a couple of weeks. visit www.jessicamdennis.com (should up after 2/25) to see her work

We saw Antony and the Johnsons for Valantines... they was good.

Psychology continues to be interesting... they say this is the semester that kicks your ass. I'm still waiting.

Church has been interesting. Jessica and I have enjoyed settling into it.

I am watching The Wire... and enjoying it. It reminds me of a novel, like a book but instead I watch it.

Corruption is an amazing thing. It makes me chuckle; seeing my Governor get arrested for corrupt behavior: The feds tapped his phones... and he said lots of crazy shit... then got arrested. coulda been an episode out of The Wire.

Is it funny? I don't know... I thought so.

Finals loom over head...

They say: 'boo!'

I say: 'oh shit, you fucken scared me'

I postpone writing on death, identity, finding meaning and God...

the evolution of life is fascinating... how and what did we do to find ourselves in this place... for me: at my dining room table, in my home, with books and apple pie by my side. my dog, eating a bone. my cat, drinking my dog's water. I wonder about decisions and how they are made. decisions made by feelings that can't be trusted... makes for a tricky existence of who done its and crisis meetings... yes, always crisis.

The pendulum will continue to swing... back and forth, back and forth, back again... yes, always back again.

The Search

is on.

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the red chair sitteth in the corner of my room. all alone, not sad but alone. it never gets sat on.

I'm happy about the Oscar results, though i truly loved There Will Be Blood... I thought Old Country for Old Men was fantastically put together and deserved the award. Though i was sad for Paul Anderson whom I also love. He'll be fine, I'm sure.

just so all of you know. I am procrastinating.

hi

Sweet mercies, its cold. -1 to be precise, and its February... damn it. woosh.

well, finishing up my school apps. in position and ready to pounce.

i'm off speed. which is good.

theres a lady friend. we are rockin and rolling to the toons of life. she paints. and does book covers.

im bartending and serving. it can be fun.

Chicagos fun.

i smoked hookah a few days ago and i fear i may have lost a lunge.

tonight was the last of 4 nights of wilco shows in chicago where they played every song they ever wrote. i missed all the shows and am sad. i like wilco.

Sam Adams

boston beer company makes sam adams summer ale.
which happends to be a wheat ale brewed with lemon and grains of paradise.
which makes enjoying a sam adams summer ale in a field of grains of paradise quite appropriate.
today i studied and studied and, well, i'm not remembering much. i believe there are two possible reasons for this dilemma. 1st, end of day brain fatigue. seems possible. 2nd, my genes which don't allow me to retain more data than absolutely necessary to survive. which seems to have some historical accuracy. all this is cute and fun and, quite honestly, neither options bothers me. i'll work somewhere really great that requires minimal data storage.
the obvious question being... why the hell am i getting into the world of education that seems to demand enormous amounts of data recall when i can't retain shit? What could have possibly compelled me to head in this direction?
i do believe the answer is the glory of success. all the high-fives... the celebrity that so naturally comes with being educated. the enormous amounts of money which inevitably will come which, of course, translates into pure joy and a happiness that passes all understanding. and i will be the evolutionary product of power. flexing my unmeasurable muscles for the world to see. Culminating with my people singing songs of worship to me and in all my greatness i will smile down upon them and say, 'no, do not praise me. praise Jesus, for he is worthy to be praised.'... and the sun would shine down, we would lie in fields of grain paradise drinking sam adams summer ale and have a huge affirmation session.