So I guess Tiger won a somewhat exciting Masters, and Sat was the college hockey title game. I'm losing touch with sports lately. I blame the NHL cancellation and the Lakers sucking. I think what I need is a good Angels game. That'll resurrect my love of sports.
A couple of weeks ago I visited some people I once knew. I was asked "So are you dating anyone?" by someone who knows a little bit of my history. The first thing that came out of my mouth, without even thinking was "Dating and I don't go well together." I mean it took no thought at all. It just leapt out of my mouth. That's a little on the sad side of things.
Anyway, the "what do you want for your birthday?" question is starting to pop up. My answer is always, "nothing." I never really asked for anything for my birthday. I mostly don't even celebrate the thing. I generally don't like people making a fuss over me. I guess the thing is if I don't ask or expect anything I wont be disappointed when I don't get it. Hey, that kind of says something about the people who raised me, doesn't it? This year, anyway, I do want something, only I'm just not going to get it. Why? Well, for me to get this present a lot of things would have to happen. The planets would have to align perfectly. All the angels in heaven would have to sing like they had never before. Magic would have to fill the air. At least 2 people would have grow their brains, and at least two people (one of whom would be me) would have to go completely insane and about 7 more people would probably lose their minds as well only they wouldn't have to. For me to get this ultimate gift the world would have to turn and take me with it. I'm not saying that it's impossible just improbable. If it does happen they may just count it towards JP Deuce's post death miracles.