It was an interesting week in football. I went 12-2 with my picks, so that is a resounding success. I was wrong on Denver and Indianapolis, and Pittsburgh and Oakland (I don't anyone saw that coming though).

Well I took my mom out last night, as it was her birthday. We went to Ben & Mary's, which was just as good for dinner. Everything was going swimmingly, and my mom was having a good time... until the car broke down on the way home. Very romantic, yes. So I ended up calling my brother and having him pick us up. Fortunately it wasn't far from home, my dad and I went back today and got the stupid thing home. I'm having really really bad luck with vehicles right now. I'm almost too scared to drive.

On the bright side, I do think my own car is finally running right again. I'm just planning on it breaking down again at the worst possible time and place. People are always calling me a pessimist and such, but you know, I just hate disappointment and unexpected surprises of the suck variety. It's a lot easier to just assume I'll get hit by a truck and become paraplegic, because then when it happens I can be smug about an excellent prediction.

So I'm supposed to drive over to Billy's on friday or something, to set up a computer for him. I'm hoping the car hasn't imploded in a ball of rust by then. Oh well, adds some excitement to life.

I went to a costume party with Ryan on saturday. The theme was "ghetto, any form", so I went vintage 30's style. Suspenders, black suit and fedora, slicked back hair (I swear that takes so much gel). It was pretty awesome. But everyone else there went for a more modern interpretation, so I was the odd man out. It was still pretty awesome though.