Tuesday, June 26, 2012

John Wins and the Last Campaign Promise is Kept

Dear John,

You are going to be so happy with my news for today! I'm going to make you guess:
  1. You've wanted it for years.
  2. I didn't want it at first, but you convinced me.
  3. Corporate interests didn't want it.
  4. It will simplify the New Years season.
  5. And this should be a give-away: It was the last presidential campaign promise that you were waiting for Obama to keep.
That's right - the BCS is dead and playoffs are in. College football has moved into the 20th century (we can hope for the 21st someday). It's short and simple now. There will be a selection committee and the 4 top-seeded teams will play - #1 plays #4, #2 plays #3, and the winners play for the championship.

Jen wondered if you pulled any strings to help this happen. If so, she thanks you. I'm so terribly sorry they didn't do it last year so you and I could have watched it together. But then, I wish they had put Ronnie in the Hall of Fame while he was alive, too. I know you'll still be very happy about it though. It won't happen until 2014; I suppose killing something as large and out-of-control as the BCS will take some time. But we have a tournament to look forward to. I'll keep you posted!

Other than that, I have pinkeye. I can't work, since work involves handling cosmetics. And Kathy is wise enough to want to keep away from me for the two weeks it will take for me to not be contagious. Now I'm trying not to give it to Jen or Eylssa. Jethro must be immune, since we share bedding and he licks me on the face. But don't worry - I'll keep a close eye on him and take him to see June if his eyes get red. I am under medical orders to stay home and do nothing but rest for two weeks. Melinda was planning to come over on Thursday, but since she has a cold we'll avoid having a germ-fest and reschedule. Lately I feel like I could sleep for two weeks. So this seems to be a gift that is allowing me to do what my body needs. Jethro won't mind having mom at home.

We miss you - be glad you're missing pinkeye! That would certainly keep you out of work, too. Love you, adore you, and worship the ground you walk on,
Joan.


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