Thrown for a Loop

Another 6:30am wake-up to cold, gray rain that turns into a gorgeous New York day, leaving me tired, bitter, and jonesing for eight-wheel action.

Evidence of Abnormal Obsession
A coworker asked, "throwing a jammer?" I stared at him vacantly with visions of me checking some opposing girl somewhere far off in a hazy future. It took a minute, and the question repeated, for me to realize he was talking about my upcoming birthday party.