After hitting the snooze button on my alarm clock for the fifth time yesterday morning, two things crossed my mind: 1. My boxer Scout is a major bed hog, and 2. FOOTBALL! I hopped out of bed, hurriedly brushed my teeth ... (Continue reading)
3:52 PM Pacific time. My official mourning period for this football season began. I wish I could say I was surprised. I wish I could say I was outraged. However, on this particular Sunday afternoon as I sit on my ... (Continue reading)