My iPod is in cahoots with Gerard Way

Today was my first run in a while - between being sick and then Vegas on Thursday and Friday, I've not been able to really run. The few runs I was able to bang out while sick sucked, to say the least. (This also led to me gaining about 7 pounds and then bitching to la_perkins about being fat. She, amazingly, did not kill me, but just ignored me with her usual aplomb.)

So! Today, I drag my ass out of bed at dark o'clock, grab my iPod, and go. The first 3 songs are Mindless Self Indulgence, Gym Class Heroes and MSI again, which, awesome. Then, my iPod played me nothing but MCR. It even fucking ended the run on "Famous Last Words", which makes it impossible for me to quit until the damn song is done.

Clearly, my iPod wants to save my life. I'm okay with that.

Best summary I've seen yet.

I don't know I agree with Gene's entire take, but he did summarize the situation well:

What you had here is a water balloon fight between one of the game's greatest players and one of the league's greatest franchises. It's like watching a brawl in church.

If Brett is playing for the Pack this year, I hope it works. If he gets traded away, I hope he doesn't go anywhere in the NFC North - I don't care that he wants to go to the Vikes, that would be disastrous for Green Bay.

Most of all, I want good football. Damn it.