As evidenced by my relative lack of activity here, November didnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t turn out to be as placid as I would have liked. I make my living in baseball, and it seems to never really shut down at this point between awards, transactions and the new CBA being announced. In addition, my fiancÃƒÂ©e has moved into my apartment, so a lot of my time has been spent making sure this place is inhabitable for someone other than me. IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d characterize all of this as the good kind of busy.
After Thanksgiving dinner, my fiancÃƒÂ©e dozed off at around 10 p.m. while I watched episodes of The Walking Dead Ã¢â‚¬â€œ pretty standard.
Amazingly, she still insists she intends to marry me after I woke her up at 11:30 to drag her to Wal-Mart.
I missed last week, and IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m going to blame Thanksgiving and Black Friday for that. Given that I watched virtually no football this week, letÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s talk about the holidays.
I honestly donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t like Thanksgiving very much. I do, however, adore Black Friday. For one, I find the unmitigated chaos exciting. Everyone whoÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s out shopping knows itÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s going to be totally berserk, and yet there they all are, flocking to discounted HD TVs like ants zeroing in on a stray piece of watermelon at a picnic.
Doorbusters arenÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t my thing Ã¢â‚¬â€œ I have two televisions already, and I sleep little as it is Ã¢â‚¬â€œ but I like taking in the action. ItÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s also a good time to pad a DVD collection and such on the cheap.
After Thanksgiving dinner, I got back to my apartment at about 12:30 a.m. and was made aware that Wal-Mart had opened at midnight. In need of Kanye WestÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s latest CD Ã¢â‚¬â€œ and wanting to witness the carnage Ã¢â‚¬â€œ I put on my Black Friday Gear and ventured out into a rainy night at about 1:30.