Winter's here

I could barely get out of bed today and was yawning almost non-stop at work this morning. It was cold and rainy outside ... yep, winter HAS arrived.

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The talk of the town today, in case you haven't heard already, was whether the Astros should be forced to close the roof at Minutemaid Park for tonight's game. What a crock. All of a sudden Major League Baseball has a rule that says it can determine the playing conditions for the World Series!? You've GOT to be kidding me. The Metrodome's screamin' fans helped the Twins win the Series in '87 and '91, and any team that goes to Chicago, especially last Sunday night, has to play in the cold and rain there. Now the Astros can't play to their loud fans with the roof closed at their own park ...

Call it another break for the stinkin' Sox ... sucks.

Being a Cubs fans and after seeing everything that's gone for the Sox in the postseason so far, I think this woman had the right idea ... she just died.

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So here's my quandry with the television tonight: I have four shows I'd like to see -- Obviously the World Series is on. Then, all at 8 p.m., mind you, 'Commander in Chief,' 'I Love the '80s' (which, by the way, was darn good in its first two episodes last night and, I might add, was also the talk of my cubicle this morning) and a little thing on ESPN Classic about five reasons you can't blame Mitch Williams for the Phillies losing the 1993 World Series. ... It might have been five things had I not forgotten about 'The Office' and then realized it's not on tonight ...

So, guess I'll be running around the house at 8 p.m. pressing the record button on all of our three VCRs and then sitting back to watch the World Series. I really need to get on the cable company about that Tivo ...