Dark, rainy, gloomy day. Kev's at the football game. Rushi's headed to Fremont. Going to attempt to not let it get to me. Maybe do some sorting... maybe do nothing but watch football and baseball! Weird not having anyone to watch ballgames with... even at his worst, I could generally still watch sports with Glen. When we were first starting to go out, it was during the 1980 Winter Olympics. We were both supposed to be going to the same party.. I think it was in Santa Clara, don't really remember. I was still living in San Rafael. But it was the day of the championship hockey game. THE championship hockey game! Gold medal on the line for the US. Neither of us went to the party... we spent the afternoon on the phone (Glen in Sunnyvale, me in San Rafael).. watching the hockey game. Sports junkies do have a way of finding each other. Non-sports junkies just look at us and shake their heads.