- Juan almost loses an eye.
- Rolen = done for year.
- Reyes is still, um, well, Reyes.
- The board almost explodes over the Ankiel saga (which I think is a crock of you-know-what).
- Pavaratti dies.
- That Fossett guy is missing.
- Terrorists are arrested in Germany while I'm there. Just great.
- My college football teams (which I shall leave nameless in order to protect my sorely bruised sports ego) are not doing well. Ok, they suck, I admit it. The first step in recovery.
- The freakin Cubs are still in first. Puke.
On the bright side, I did have lots (and I mean LOTS!) of good German bier, I lit a candle in a church in Rome for "Juan's eye", and I visited Oktoberfest (Popeye, be sure to check out the tent with the roasting ox! I forget the name, but they roast an ox every day inside the tent.). The only question is, why did I come back??? Mainly because I haven't won the lottery....
