1. I visited one of my favorite Lane County haunts after church: McKenzie-Willamette hospital. Louise just had triple by-pass surgery on Friday and I paid her and Jeff a visit. When I arrived in the waiting room, Jeff was there alone. Louise was resting and wanted to be alone, but after he and I visited for a while, a nurse summoned him. Louise wanted him there to feed her ice cream and jello and I joined in and got to see Louise for a few minutes. She was groggy and recovering. Her doctor seems pleased with how things are going.
2. After showing up on Saturday to be a reader in St. Mary's Lessons and Carols service, twenty-four hours early, I arrived with the Troxstar on the right day today. We were both readers. We rocked Luke.
3. The Troxstar and I slid right out of the church and went to the 19th Street Pub to watch the Pats and the Packers over a beer or two, breadsticks, and spicy chicken wings. For those who like McMenamins' cajun seasoning, the wings would be good, but I can't recommend them, even though I ate a bunch of them. The best part of the 19th St. visit was cracking wise with the Troxstar and rooting the Pats to a close win. The game's best moment was Dan Connolly's sick kickoff return. I had, in my over forty years of watching the NFL, never seen anything like it. He's the NFL's best 6'4", 313 pound kickoff returner.