Speaking of September, the only reason I am accepting its arrival is that with it comes football. Tragically, my team lost last night. But they put up a damn good fight at Lambeau Field . . . and the Packers are on top of their shit when they play at home. 42-34 . . . a seriously high-scoring game. And although the night ended with my head in my hands, I loved seeing these two quarterbacks go head to head. A fine match, gentlemen.
While I should be spending the next two days scouring my filthy house, planning curriculum, and basking in the sun, instead I will be hanging out with boys all weekend. Specifically, these two: