2-2

My non-work life right now is Kingdom of Loathing and baseball. That sounds rather sad, doesn't it? But oh well. Baseball will be over in a couple of weeks - after that I typically turn my attention to regular TV for a little bit.

Anyway, the Astros and Cardinals are tied 2-2. If we can win the last home game tomorrow, we'll be in pretty good shape. Essentially we're playing best two of three from here out, and tomorrow is the sole home game in that new series. Backe is pitching - the hometown boy. (He is from Galveston.) Well, we'll see. If worst comes to worst at least we didn't disgrace ourselves in the NLCS. And I'm too superstitious to even talk about best case.

What is it about baseball that makes you superstitious? I'm not a superstitious person in general, but when it comes to baseball I tend to get that way. I have seen a theory (somewhere or other) that it has to do with the large number of games in a baseball season. That might be part of it, but that doesn't come close to explaining it for me. Anybody have any theories?

I did go see my mother yesterday, and I actually talked to my dad on the phone today. I haven't talked to him at all in ages; I have been theorizing that he was mad at me. But I guess he's getting over it. (This went on so long that I was starting to get a little worried about him - the man has cancer, after all. But he finally sent me some e-mail, and then my sister did talk to him on the phone, so we knew he was alive. Neither of us is really close to him, as you may have guessed.)