Quizzical Sunday

A few questions as I work on my homework:

1) How careful do I have to be when doing Michael additions to pay attention to possible formation of cyclic structures? It seems like a lot.

2) Which team do I hate more: the Vikings or the Cowboys? Can they both lose? That would be super.

3) Who do I root for in the baseball playoffs now? The answer to this one is players instead of teams. There's Kinsler and I love that guy. Halladay is a beast and I'd love to see him succeed in the postseason. Giants have Uribe who I like simply because if you read a box score quickly it looks like Juribe. Even the Yankees have Swisher and my defensive rooting of ARod simply because of all the "True Yankee" garbage.

4) Is there anything cuter than the sight of my wife napping while cuddling both of our pups?

CT's bachelor party was fun. I'm not 22 anymore and staying out until 3AM means an unproductive Saturday.

The answer to #4 above is no.

This space is designated for well wishes in the direction of Jay. Hope you get better and we discussed it: through it all you stood your ground. There's some pride in that.

Everybody needs money. That's why they call it money.

Cass and I watched Heist last night although there were about two too many twists and anticipated setups by Hackman. Seriously the whole time anything would happen I would just assume Hackman planned for this and sure enough he did. Gene Hackman is great in this and if I had to pick an actor perfect for a Mamet script it would probably be him.

It was a good movie overall and I didn't know Sam Rockwell was in it. See Moon if you haven't before I forget.

Where does Heist stack up on the Mamet scale?

1. Redbelt
2. Spartan
3. State and Main
4. Heist
5. The Spanish Prisoner

I still have to see Homicide, Things Change, Oleanna and The Winslow Boy.

Has anyone ever watched The Unit? It seems pretty trite, probably because it's shot in CBS's old-folk-pleasing style.

Eli's coming, and Rahm's already here

There's a strangeness about today.

I was apparently a reckless sleeper last night. Cass told me that as she dropped me off. Maybe my psyche sensed strange omens approaching. I walked from the car to the train station wondering what made me uneasy last night. I resolved that it must be test anxiety as I walked past Rahm Emanuel. Why he was shaking hands at the Blue Line station is less worrisome than the question of why today? The ride itself was uneventful, the occasional train smell actually instilled a sense of normalcy. Then I got off the train and walked towards my lab and into chaos. I wasn't around when this happened but instead bore witness to the frenzied response. There were at least twenty cop cars surrounding the station. For the record that is somewhere in the neighborhood of 15-18 too many for post-incident response. I guess they had to secure the area. I'm going to secure mine before anything else happens.

This is a strange day. I just hope Tom Sizemore doesn't try to kill me.