I was camping yesterday in the Angeles National Forest. Having spent most of my life in San Diego, camping for me was either the desert, the beach, or some chaparrelly looking thing so the concept of gathering wood (to actually burn as opposed to use for kindling) was a little bit foreign to me. Eventually, I got used to the idea of, "Well that piece right there looks like something I would buy at Vons before a desert camping trip, so I guess it'll do pretty good". Also, pine cones.
This has really nothing to do with the current post other than to say last night was the first game I didn't watch, listen or have any sort of internet updates for all season and so my rating is a perfect 5. I see that we lost, but I can just as easily imagine a spectacular game full of the dramas and heartbreaks and bittersweet endings of, say... A League of Their Own as I can imagine a tale of disgusting ineptitude followed by laughter and embarrassment like an episode of Saved By The Bell.
The rest of you... Vote. I promise to tabulate the results Monday.