the sock that never ends (and a confession)

i spent the better part of yesterday afternoon working on my first jaywalker as i watched the UCLA vs ND game on television. for some reason, this sock is killing me. i started sometime in early spring and then barely touched it until a few days ago. i'm determined to finish these (yes, i'm only on the first one) and get on with a new pair of socks (maybe these -- again, i'm the last one on the bandwagon). anyway, despite my best efforts, i only managed to get a few repeats done on the foot (about another inch before i'm ready for the toe). and then i got distracted by the football game. yes, you read that right, i was watching football.

anyone who knows me is aware of my affection for certain sports. when i was younger i used to watch hockey (the bruins), baseball (the blue jays), and basketball (the celtics) quite a bit. i even was up for a tennis or soccer match. but i never got into football. i just didn't see the appeal. when we landed here, i was almost determined to completely avoid football despite its pervasiveness. and then i watched a game. that first game involved me asking a lot of stupid questions (although i still want to know what the highest score of a game ever was). and then i watched the next game. i'm reluctantly hooked. i still have very mixed feelings about the culture surrounding the game and i don't think i could ever get into pro football, but at least at the college level the game is compelling and requires an impressive amount of athleticism. and, after yesterday's game, i can't help it: i heart brady quinn.