That's right, it's Opening Night for the Timberwolves!

It's too common for me: wait until 2 to eat for the first time all day, start wolfing down pizza with no ability to stop because I'm shoveling it in so quickly I don't realize I'm already full, and feel heavy and horrible for the rest of the day. Moderation...I could use some.

Bwa-ha!

Well, this series will at least match the ten-year average in number of games. I'm cheering for the Cardinals, but took no joy in Breslow's struggles.

After this many years fighting to get into the World Series, this? Lame.

Yes, it's Boston-St. Louis, but it's the only World Series we have.

I told my daughter a couple of days ago I'd be at her school's Fall Festival, but I see now that I had my days mixed up. Oy.

Yes, I am once again just saying the first thing I see. It's been a trying couple of days.