I returned to campus today. L brought me, after first fixing his brakes, then discovering one of the rotors is cracked, then as we came up Scotts Valley Drive one of his tires went flat. So the trip sucked for him. I lent him lots of money to take care of these things, and he hates to borrow money, so this was a big step for him, but he’ll get over it.
Grandma went home today, after spending about five days in a row griping about the cold. She lives in Phoenix. Out of curiosity, I looked up Phoenix’s weather and discovered the weather is exactly the same as northern California’s; they’re going through a cold spell. Ha HA! It is a little annoying, though, having the heater cranked up to 75° Fahrenheit and having to wear jackets and socks because she’s cold. I’m much happier in my cold little dorm room.
I was also amused with this morning’s sports page; the Forty-Niners are now 1-10 and bottom of the league. I commented to my sister, “Now they officially suck.”
If you find that statement annoying or offensive, I remind you—they’re in last place. If last place doesn’t suck, something’s wrong with your judgment.
Mike pointed out that maybe this is part of their strategy to get the first-round draft pick next season; and there might be something to that idea.