Football Epilogue

I've heard it occasionally joked that the hardest words for people to say are "I was wrong". This makes for humorous anecdotes such as Clark having the hubcaps stolen off of the Griswold family truckster from being too stubborn to ask for directions or pretty much anything Homer does in The Simpsons. I even have a couple memorable moments where my confidence got the best of me. For example, when my kids, the ex and I lived in Maryland we rented a nice three-level townhome in Gaithersburg. There was extra family room space in the basement, but the stairs had a rather tight turn to get into the stairwell. Still, we decided a couch would be nice down there so I took out my tape measure and did a little geometry. Unfortunately, I did this math a little more like back of the envelope physics than engineering, i.e. I pretty much assumed a 2D couch. Much to the dismay of my ex-wife and the delivery guys, the couch did not fit! I was at work and even tried to tell them on the ph...

This was a hard fought election season. In the interest of full disclosure, my presidential pick lost. It is a tough notion have had to wake up to. I sighed, said a little prayer that all be okay for this great land and prepared for my work day as I always do. Albeit, I'm in New Orleans for a program kickoff meeting, but I am preparing for work none-the-less A quick inspection of social media reveals a lot of animosity.  Honestly, I'm surprised and a little disappointed how sore of losers some are being. I've seen blame and accusations generalized and directed towards whole groups/generations of people. I've seen vitriol spewed as venom towards the winning side. I've seen fear rise and cry out.  I envision people acting like Cam Newton flopping on the sidelines in a tantrum. I've seen a small amount of smugness from the victors, but none of it so far was about who won, but relief about who lost. I don't want to write on the details of what went wrong...