Tuesday Update

I meant to snap a 'before' picture of my little guys this morning. Not only have they grown so much, today was The Day. The day a visit to the vet is no longer a nice lady poking and prodding and getting a quick shot. But a visit to the vet means one moment you're being poked and prodded and the next moment you wake up groggy and find that your manhood (or womanhood) has been taken away and things are sore. Yes today my little babies got fixed. I'm on my way to pick them up and hope Winston provides a nicer welcome then he did Saturday when they went in for blood work. It took a full day before he would stop hissing and batting at them. Apparently they had the smell of the vet on them. And he's had enough of the vet. Not a big fan. 

After dropping of the cats at the vet this morning, first thing I get asked at work is "who's helping you on your football picks?"  Week one I used my old method of picking teams based on where I've lived or where my family is from or currently lives. Week one I was tied for first place but then lost Mondays game. Week two I did the same thing and did horrible. So I realized I had to do something otherwise it would be a frustrating season and a loss of money. 

First I tried to get my brother to help me. No luck - he doesn't really follow football anymore. 

Next I tried to get Nick to wrangle the help of his old friend, Pat. He was my magic weapon in my 20s and first work football pool. Nick would talk to Pat at lunch at school and then that night on the phone we'd discuss the picks. I won a bunch of games. However, Nick and Pat have grown up and moved away. They don't see each other every day at lunch. They don't even speak every year. 

For week three I tried something new - data. I played this last week on pure numbers and ended up tied in first place the night before Mondays game. I'm keeping mum on what numbers until after the season is over. 

I have yet to pick Mondays game correctly but even so I'm tied for first for the overall season. We get to drop our worst week and considering I've had two great weeks I'm doing well. But it's early. 

What I love is that the two guys who were talking smack and got me to play again this season are going crazy trying to figure out how I'm doing so well. I spent ten minutes being pop quizzed on football stuff. I could generally name cities of teams and guessed correctly what team Peyton Manley plays for. Honestly it was a wild guess but I'm on a roll. I had no idea about the rest - names of players and stats. And it drives them nuts that I'm doing so well and know almost nothing about football. And it's so much fun.

They think I have someone helping me which wasn't that far off considering that was my original plan. So it's really nice to be able to swear that I'm not talking to anyone and no one is helping me. That I have my system. 

I'm dubious how well I'll do throughout the season so am milking it while I can. Which I blatantly told them. Fingers crossed I can keep up my good luck streak for awhile and maybe even win a week and recoup my money. Or rather "points" since you can't play for money for some reason. State law maybe?

It sure makes it fun coming into work on a Monday and Tuesday morning. I can't wait for next week to if my system is a fluke or there is something to it. I do need to cover my tracks since there was talk of hacking into my system to see where I was getting my picks from. I might have to do them at home now. It's a nice refreshing change as I'm deeply engulfed in climbing the corporate ladder which takes a lot physically and mentally.