Now that most teams in the league have already played a quarter of their regular season games, you'd think all the concealed desires and suppressed thoughts would have come out in the wash by now. Not so. If this week's NFL PostSecret is any indication, there's far more where that came from.
As always, a tip of the emo bangs to those mopey groaners over at the real PostSecret blog.
Special Not-So-Secret: Yours truly will be running the Chicago Marathon this weekend. That's right, it was so enjoyable destroying my body in grueling, tiresome, scarcely rewarding ways that I'm doing it one more time. Longtime readers of KSK may recall the misfortune that befell the aftermath of that first marathon. No, it's still not funny.
This is my first trip to the city of the big shoulders. If you have any suggestions about shit I should see or a place to drink my dehydrated self blind while watching Sunday's games, let me know. I'm staying above Ditka's Restaurant. Perhaps that'll do.
a dead someone is wishing me luck.