It came down to a long shot in the ninth to put me back on top and put my team in the win column. Hard to believe really. We had built up a giant lead and it looked like we could coast on that lead for most of the night. We settled back talked shop, I was working on some property and north Texas, JD was working at a homeless shelter in his off time putting in his hours with kids. So we rambled on & on for the first couple innings...

So it would go something like that remarkable. I try to imagine what it's like to play ball day in and day out the highs and lows of a game which really has at its core, entertainment and big business. Tonight, I'm exploring new blogs which Rob Owens pointed out to me and boy am I glad that he did. Listening to a song right now by a group called Alcoholic Faith Mission. The thing is that I'll remember some bands by name, I'll remember some by their songs and others' will completely drop away. I dig these guys, they have a good name and solid beat and syncopation and of course, the lyrics are strong in the same way that Cloud Cult lead is, but yet they have a reverb on the vocals. Makes it so that it's not as strong but still strong enough to be unlike every other indie band that I've heard. Again, the names go a long way with me. Makes me think of life in another place, lived through another's eyes.

Today, I found my way into the UNO English graduate department through the front door. It looks like the best I can do for now is going to be take the sociolinguistics class from Dr. Mordaunt and then the Intro to Literary Research which as I understand will include a whopper right out of the gate. Maybe it is time for me to network within the ranks. I certainly want to get into this community a little bit though you realize the fear is always going to be that it's only temporary. Enjoy the company of those who like to think about what you think about while it lasts, because it certainly isn't forever is it. But it is a start, even if only a humble one at best.

Watching "It Might Get Loud" a documentary featuring Jack White, The Edge, and Jimmy Page. Jimmy Page has earned his right to royalty. Screw Paul Mccartney. Page deserves at the very least knighthood. Perhaps I never really appreciated the magnitude and dynamic quality of the Edge's guitar playing, but when you zero in on his riffs from songs like "Walk Away" and "Streets Have No Name" you really see how original the sounds are. Jack White, in my mind, is a dynamo supreme with the ability to create or re-create for himself and those who love music the power of the blues. The documentary itself was well put together because it touches both on the musical influences as well as some of the social backdrops of these musicians and where they come from.