Seven in Seven

The Netflix queue* is at a standstill, and various books are laying about Chez Silver Fox in a sad state of neglect. Needless to say, the Sox and Yanks are in dead tie with seven games remaining apiece, including the last three against each other at Fenway.

So basically baseball will be my life for the next week, with everything else as pesky details. Even the coming opening of Serenity will not distract me. Depending on the state of the race come Saturday I may have to invoke some serious mojo and head into Boston - not because I have tickets (I don't) but just to soak up the atmosphere around Fenway.

I am, of course, quite mad, in the British sense of the word mad. Meaning - I'm crazy.

*Now that I think of it, if anyone wants to be on my Netflix friends list, send me an email and I'll add you.