Just because you don’t know Ohio State

Doesn’t mean you should stop reading and hate.

Smith, Pryor, Krenzel and Greene

Watch those QBs, because they’re lean and mean.

Vrabel, Cousineau, Spielman and Springs

Our linebackers will clip your wings.

Been listening to Keels since I was knee-high

I love that dude, he’s a stand-up guy.

The ‘Shoe is the best place to watch a game

TBDBITL will put your band to shame.

You’ve never eaten such a poisonous nut

We’ll roll you, and stomp you, and kick your butt.

We have skill, we don’t need any luck

Just ask Brutus, we are the BUCKS!

Tonight we’ll win and we’ll capture your Sparty

And, you should know that we call him Sharty.

So, give it your best, and we’ll see if you bend

But, the B1G Ten we’ll be ours in the end.

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Oh, look at me, sitting here staring at a blank page. Folks, this is what NO IDEA looks like.

I can’t call it writer’s block, because I’m writing – or typing – whatever. The problem is that I have nothing of substance to say. Not today. Today was draining. Except for coffee with a friend early this morning and the fact that two of my son’s teachers told me they think he’s awesome and he’s progressing beautifully. Those things filled me up, at least temporarily.

Also, I’m still breathing. I have that going for me. But, sometimes you need a little extra and today the extra was just not there.

Thank goodness that tomorrow is a new day. Also, the night is young and I just cracked my second Budweiser.

Actually, I have more going for me than I originally thought. Cheers!

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This is a good week, because some of my favorite people in the world celebrate their birthdays. If you weren’t born this week, that’s okay, I still like you. Kind of.

Birthdays are a funny thing. I enjoy celebrating them when they belong to someone else and I like the wishing on the candles part of my own, but the whole getting older thing? I could do without.

Somewhere between 27 and 43, I was living my life, but I don’t remember much of it. That portion is a blur of spit-up, home improvements, career changes, my son’s surgeries, puppy poop, bad hair and mom jeans. I don’t think people should go to college until they are in their 40s, because you don’t really know who you are, or who you want to be, until then.

I wish I could go back in time and relive those years, knowing what I know now; I would’ve done things a lot differently. But, unless Michael J. Fox pulls into my driveway I don’t think that’s possible. I blame the Libyan terrorists.

So, on my next birthday, I think I’ll blow out the candles and wish for the knowledge of an 80 year old so I don’t waste any more time.

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