This is not the biggest pile of cords in my office, I’m afraid.

I hadn’t planned on going to another University of Georgia football game this season (the last one was the season opener and it was hotter than a well seasoned cast iron pan in a fire). But when my colleague Keith Herndon offered a ticket for the last game of the season, I couldn’t say no.

Not because I was dying to go again (the weather was the polar opposite – cold and damp). And not because I just had to see who runs the state as the Bulldogs dismantled Georgia Tech.

Keith has been to every home game since the 1979 season. Think about that – forty years of dedication to his team. You don’t pass up an opportunity to celebrate with a friend, so I didn’t.

But it was pretty raw out there … right up to the end.

Facebook is good for some things. While scrolling around a few days ago, I saw Chuck Reece had posted about an event celebrating a book by Bill Sullivan on his days with The Replacements. A bunch of local musicians would follow playing their songs.

Sign me up …

It was a long Thanksgiving day and everyone just eventually ended up being kind of done.

The signage in this waiting room is … something.

When your kid can set up her own IV, you’ve crossed some sort of a line in life.

Last day in Pennsylvania, after Mass and lunch with the cousins, I’ll head south again.