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Praise and adoration.
It is at once odd and nice, having someone preen on your behalf. Sitting in my capacity as “the administrative hearings guy”, I had to sit through one compliment after another from the Administrative Law Judge. As my astute readers have probably surmised, he’s the guy that presides over the administrative hearings. As it turns out, he does them statewide, driving from location to location in his late model, high milage car. Today he sat down and chatted up our attorney. He says, “you’ve got it easy here, this fella knows what is going on. This is the best these things work anywhere in the state.” He goes on to say, “these tools you use, you ought to think about a copyright.” What did I say in reply? What do I always say? I said nothing. Instead I gave my awkward, “trying to be modest” smile. And for no extra charge I threw in a shoulder shrug.
You might say I don’t take a compliment well, and if you did you would be right. Self depretiation aside, it is nice to feel appretiated. Now if he could just stop carrying on like a talent agent with a crush, I’ll be just fine.
Now if this entry doesn’t turn out to be an exact copy of a previous entry, I may publish it.
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You can never win for the first time again.
The once mighty Patriots are mighty once again. My original home team has won the Super Bowl, keeping my streak alive at three. My two favorite professional football teams have won the last three Super Bowls. While I was growing up the Patriots had two chances but didn’t come particularly close, and the Bucs… well, they just weren’t close period. Now they do the unthinkable, the unfathomable… they go and win the last three? Preposterous! Unbelievable! Absolutely true!
Now if the Bucs can turn it around next year, look out! After all, the Patriots didn’t make the playoffs last year after having won the Super Bowl after the ’01 season. Before that, the Rams (the Patriots opponent in their first Super Bowl victory) didn’t make the playoffs after the ’00 season – having won the Super Bowl after the ’99 season. It’s time for history to repeat itself yet again, at least I hope so.
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The sky is falling.
Just as the Patriots were kicking off to the Panthers, Cheryl calls me into the kitchen with the following announcement: “John, the ceiling is wet.” There are several reasons why a ceiling in your home might be wet and none of them are harbingers of good tidings. MAYDAY MAYDAY! WE ARE GOING DOWN! I REPEAT, WE ARE GOING DOWN!