History of the World: Part Pi

Hmmm. I could write about how happy I am that football is back. I could write about how my boys at Tech gave the game away on Saturday. I could write about how I'm not really disappointed in the Falcon's loss on Sunday. I could write about how awesome it was to have the Braves finally bust that one run road loss streak and then fucking up the Mets' bullpen in another game.

I could muse upon the slippery slope that is the political landscape. I could bitch about not being able to make the hunting trip this year. I could do my planned reviews of David J Williams' Mirrored Heavens and George Alec Effinger's When Gravity Fails (it was going to be an old school v new school sff battle of two great novels). I could share just how much the passing of David Foster Wallace affects me.

But no. I'm going to stick with what is important.