Fingers crossed for a wash

This has been a pretty shitty week, in the macro sense: Massachusetts electing an anti-health care senator, the Supreme Court setting us back 100 years in terms of campaign donation limits (i.e. they've pretty much gotten rid of them), and now 50 Gitmo detainees will be held without being tried (how is that ok?). And this, of course, follows close on the heels of the Haiti earthquake. Let's all give this week a resounding WTF?!?!, shall we?

On the micro level, things are not so heinous as all that, though I did have to get up at 3:45 this morning in order to get a flight to NY, which didn't put me in the greatest mood. But now I am in PA and my brother and my dad are making what thus far smells like a delicious dinner (unprecedented), and I am looking forward to watching football and sitting on my ass this weekend.

So maybe I can convince myself that the Jets advancing to the Superbowl would be a sign that all hope is not lost. Though, let's be honest, it's pretty unlikely that will happen. Damn you in advance, Colts.