Obviously, I did not post a blog to mark the season-opening loss to the Ohio State Buckeyes.
It wasn’t the romp everyone expected, but it was starting to look like if the game were just a bit longer, the score would have been more lopsided.
My boys were wearing down against the huge linemen of their opponent.
Notre Dame will lose at least three more games if we do not find a way to get a running game going.
No offense, Harry Hiestand (and no pun intended), but you (and your offensive line) have some work to do.
Whilst I mourn yet another loss, I will be counting stacks when bets are paid to me. 800 bucks to be exact. No way in hell were the Irish going to lose by 17 points.
I also mourn the loss of civility in this country.
Nothing is right or wrong anymore. It is my way, the one and ONLY right way or it is an infringement of my rights and you are not only disagreeing with me, you stand against my very way of life.
When, and more importantly WHY did people start thinking this way?
I suppose that is why I never cared two cents for politics.
No one is right, everybody’s wrong and nothing really matters.
Sounds like a Pink Floyd song.
I mourn the loss of confidence this country has in its leaders.
This skepticism is well-deserved.
All these years and we haven’t done shit to bridge the major gaps that divide us: gender equality, racial injustice, and economic stratification rule the day and always have.
We’ve had such a mild summer, but I do not mourn its passing.
Fall is here.
I don’t think I ever truly mourned the loss of my left leg, but I sure as hell don’t like it very much.
I mourn the loss of the total control I thought I once had over my life, and thank God every day that Karen is here with me.
I still mourn my mother’s premature passing and what I wouldn’t give for one more round of golf with the Old Master, my Dad.
I mourn my parents’ departure, but celebrate their larger-than-life smiles and take great joy in our past adventures and the valuable things they taught me (that I ignored) on my Journey.
I mourn for all the victims of senseless violence in this country, an ever-growing stain on the Great American Tapestry.
Growing up afraid.
No matter what color you paint that, red or blue, it’s just plain wrong.
Yes, we are a country embroiled in internal strife.
Yes, we are a racist, bigoted nation.
Yes, we have an inferior, crumbling infrastructure.
Yes, we do not trust those sworn to protect us.
Fact is, we just don’t believe their pledges anymore.
Yes, our economy is indeed a double-edged sword.
Yes, we are mistreating our planet.
And finally, yes, we have turned what once was a great place to live into another failed political experiment.
But you know what?
It’s still the Greatest Country on Earth.