Why the Patriots Won

Before the game, my friend and I broke a wishbone. We both made a wish, knowing that it was the same one (actually it wasn’t. He wished that the Falcons won, I wished that the Patriots lost). The wishbone snapped into three parts, leaving my piece and my friend’s piece the same size, slightly smaller than the third piece.

It was like we tried to fix fate, and the universe went “NOPE!”

I apologize to the entire world except for the Boston area, the small enclave where they don’t hate the Pats.

BTW: How awesome was it to hear Lady Gaga since part of “This Land is Your Land?”

Also, thanks to Lady Gaga, my old article from Suite101 (which I transplanted here when they moved away from actual journalism) on This Land is Your Land went viral again.

Also, you should buy one of my novels, because moar books are moar gooder, fantasy novels are fun, and the author is a really nice guy (even to Patriots fans, which includes one of my best friends except during football season). Click on one of the banners below for the Kindle versions, or find them at a local bookstore or other seller.

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2016 Never Happened

On New Year’s Eve, Katie and I were driving to my friend’s place for a party. My mind tends to wander when I drive, and I come up with all sorts of weird thoughts…weirder than my usual thoughts, and my usual thoughts are already packets of mud and glitter that nobody understands.

The universe is 14 billion years old. Step back far enough to take it in, and it’s like 2016 never happened. Step back further, our lives never happened.

Humanity is about 200k years old. it’s like people never existed. We’re a blip, an anomaly. Archaeologists from some advanced species a billion years from now probably won’t even notice us.

Hell, it’s possible that other civilizations have been on Earth, but they lasted for such a short time that we’ll never know that they were here. Maybe there was a giant plant society that died out, or talking dinosaurs. Who the hell knows? They’re all blips. They never mattered. Neither do we, and 2016 is a blip of a year in a blip of a civilization in a blip of a species.

I feel better now. BRING ON INSIGNIFICANT 2017!!!

PS: I wish that I could step that far back. But scale matters, and I can’t see beyond the small scale. All I see are actions that cause dramatic reactions and pain. I know logically that it doesn’t matter, but I’ve not logical. I’m human, and that sucks.

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