Sunday, September 18

2005 Week 2 Football Picks

[2005 Week 2 Football Picks]

In order of confidence:
  • Steelers over Texans
  • Falcons over Seahawks
  • Chiefs over Raiders
  • Lions over Bears
  • Patriots over Panthers
  • Dolphis over Jets
  • Cowboys over Redskins
  • Buccaneers over Bills
  • Ravens over Titans
  • Cardinals over Rams
  • Packers over Browns
  • Colts over Jaguars
  • Broncos over Chargers
  • Saints over Giants
  • Eagles over 49ers
  • Vikings over Bengals
I tied for second place last week with 82 points. The winner —whose picks I made as a favor by picking his favored Jets as the 16, and all the home teams as a straight 15-through-one for the remainder— had 84 points. He's promised a black iPod Nano for my trouble. We'll see whether he delivers.

Friday, September 9

2005 Week 1 Football Picks

[2005 Week 1 Football Picks]

In order of confidence:
  • Bills over Texans
  • Steelers over Titans
  • Chargers over Cowboys
  • Vikings over Buccaneers
  • Patriots over Raiders
  • Eagles over Falcons
  • 49ers over Rams
  • Dolphins over Broncos
  • Redskins over Bears
  • Panthers over Saints
  • Lions over Packers
  • Chiefs over Jets
  • Cardinals over Giants
  • Browns over Bengals
  • Seahawks over Jaguars
  • Colts over Ravens
The first week is always so hard. We'll see.

Thursday, September 8

Thursday, September 1

Eradicating Joey

[Eradicating Joey]

I had a conversation with a friend a few weeks ago that I've been consistently reminded of since. I'd asked her about her weekend plans, and she told me that she intended to "eradicate Joey" [not his real name].

She was in the process of breaking up with this Joey, a long-term on-and-off sometimes-long-distance boyfriend, and no, she wasn't going to kill him . . . . she was, somewhat like Dr. Mierzwiak's minions in Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, going to attempt to eradicate the detritus of a relationship so that there were no clues.

Since we had that conversation, I've been thinking about how much less [for lack of another word] romantic my habits have become. Should Dr. Mierzwiak's crew come into my home to eradicate the detritus of some relationship, it would be easy for them: a few tchotchkes, a few pieces of clothing, a few notes, a few computer files . . . . done.

I remembered how much of an effort it was when I went through processes like that in the past. I remember leaving a boyfriend a long time ago, and taking with me not only everything that was mine, but also everything I ever gave him, everything he ever gave me, everything we purchased together, everything that I thought would remind him of me . . . . and trashing all of it.

Not that I would wish to do that now. I'm not anticipating such a loss in my life. And, if I did sometime in the future, I don't anticipate wanting to remove everything. During the last major breakup I had, I just put the "scary things" in an antique hard-shelled suitcase so I didn't have to see them, but I'd know they'd be available if I wanted to see them later. When I was stronger / had more perspective, some of those things were released from scary-storage, and I was glad that I had them.

What's made me sad while thinking of all this is that I have so little to remind me of almost anyone, even the most important people in my life. I've seen the homes and cubes and cars of other people. I've noticed how some of them have, like I once had, so many reminders. And, I'm wondering when I became like this — how I started getting fewer, giving fewer, and keeping fewer mementos — and what I've lost of myself in the process.