I've been tired a lot lately, and the Cardinals are mostly to blame. I get up at 5:30 every morning to work at my new job, but I haven't gone to bed before eleven a single time this week.

It's worth it, though, since the Cards are going to the World Series, hopefully to win their first championship since I've alive (they last won in '82 against the Brewers). Up until this point this season had more lows than highs, as any fan who has followed them constantly knows. But it doesn't really matter now, we just have to win four more.

Quote of the Day: "If you see yourself as prosperous, you will be. If you see yourself as continually hard up, that is exactly what you will be." Robert Collier<----um . . .

Going to space isn't cheap for tourists, some woman paid $25 million a couple of weeks ago. But you can experience something that is close to being in space for a much cheaper price. Zero-gravity trips are available, four-thousand big ones for five minutes; that's still expensive, but at least you'll get to keep your $25 million.

If I ever began to consider doing such a thing, I think I would change my mind quickly and stick with gravity, afterall, NASA's first zero-gravity jet was called the "vomit comet." If I want to vomit I guess I can just eat ten bowls of cereal, in the meantime leaving my four-thousand bucks buried in the front yard (oops, don't tell).

WOO-HOO, WE'RE FLYING!!!!

I wish I was cool like they are.

(By the way, I found an awesome picture of someone vomiting in zero-gravity, but I'll refrain. Because I'm old and mature like that.)

Ryan King