Congested, Cheers, ceiling, Costco, capsules

Wednesday 5/15/24

I don't feel well. Stairs likely weren't a great idea. Nose is well blocked. Lots of coughing.

There are so many classic episodes in the first season of Cheers. One of the best seasons of any show there is. The first season of Cheers is far superior to any other season that followed. If the show lasted for that one season, its place in television history would have been secured. I think that season is a real work of art. It's not far off from perfect, either. Many of these episodes have real timeless resonance, despite having such a heightened sense of that time and that place.

I feel differently about most things in sports than other people, but I don't think the hit against Marchand was that big a deal and I also don't really have a problem with that goal by the Panthers from Game 4 being allowed to stand. This may put me in a camp of one, but so it goes.

Here's what I think if the Bruins get sent home either on Friday in Boston or in a Game 7 in Florida: They've gone as far as they should go. They haven't underachieved and they haven't overachieved. Win a first round series, push a team you're not as good as to six or seven games. This is what I expected. I would be very surprised if they win this series. This is the ceiling, to me, for this year's team. And again I can't help but think about what a colossal disappointment last year was.

Connor Bedard's hockey-reference page has his stats from when he was nine-years-old. That's creepy.

I understand that my buddy, my four-year-old niece Amelia, was at the Costco the other day. Her mother had to get things for Amelia's sister's class at school for some event or party. I don't know. But it was something like that. My mom was at the store with them. They enter, and my mom tells Amelia to get in the cart. I'm not sure what this was. Some means of conveyance that sounded pretty standard. It's a big store. And Amelia wasn't having it. She was offended. She declared, "I'm not a toddler." No one said she was, even if she is four. She had that word ready to go. So she walked, and then she tried to lead them down all of the aisles that she wanted to see. Weird kid. But she gets pissed if she thinks you're disrespecting her.

I think this is pretty funny, so I play it up. Having learned of this episode, I relayed a message to her yesterday, that her buddy--this being me, of course--doesn't think she's a toddler at all. I know exactly how she would have taken this, that being as, "You're damn right I'm not, do you believe these people?"

At the cafe today, one of the employees was leaving, her shift being over. She stopped at the table of a young woman who was reading who, as it turns out, also works there. They're roommates, because at the end of this exchange, the first woman said, "See you at home." But first she said, "You're reading! Why?"

Fair question. She must have been making a reference to publishing. I'm joking. But it speaks to where things are at, and the publishing system is largely responsible for that.

Last night I had a headache and normally I try and avoid Advil, but I didn't want to be up until three in the morning--I'd rather get up then--so I had a couple capsules. I looked at my phone after this, and you know what was there? All of these ads for Advil that were not there before. No, it wasn't such an ad that subconsciously triggered something in the first place. I am hyper-aware of these things. They weren't there. It's like the computer pried this from my mind. I notice this kind of thing more and more these days.