The Bradbury 52 Assumption So Far

Like Tommy and Gina, I'm halfway there…

Zombie Vacation Spot

 "Arizona is one of the most zombie-friendly states in the nation," Linda said. "And you agreed to come with me here to the Dead or Alive Dude Ranch so stop your moaning. This is the first vacation we've had in, well, I really can't remember, and I won't let you spoil it."

The Yard Sale

"It's not just a yard sale," Tom said. "It's an adventure."

Puzzling Pigskins

Mike Florio didn't tell us anything we didn't already know about "Deflategate." It was a hit job, a frame up, that ignored science in favor of conspiracy theory. Cold temperatures make things shrink (and not just footballs). We all knew that even before learning that scientists, as they do, had a name for it: The Ideal Gas Law. Florio does name names, but for those of us in New England who already had Troy Vincent and Jeff Pash on our list of people we hope to meet in Hell, again, not surprised. Still, there is one question I have about "Deflategate" that hasn't been answered.

Why?

Pigskin Randomizer

For some reason, Super Bowl LV-426 just hasn't captured my imagination. Pizza or Mexican? These are the big decisions in my life. Maybe a charcuterie platter? That might pair better with vodka.

The X-Ray Lab

"Hey, remember that strange, sad guy who used to work here?" Jimmy Gordon asked nobody in particular as he entered the break room and poured himself a cup of coffee.

"Could you be a little more specific?" Bill MacKenzie said. "Credit & Collections is the department of strange, sad guys."

For Love of the Game

At a time when sports no longer feels like my inner child's panic room, the only safe haven from the really real world (destroying evidence - apparently, it's what we do in America), Mac Jones is everything.

Corrupt Pigskins

Every so often I'm reminded of the fact that I'm still salty about "Deflategate."

This is one of those moments.

All Good Things End

So. I won't die before Tom Brady retires after all.