Sorry, Kim!

I'm a horrible person. I was supposed to go to the Cal game this afternoon. In spite of the rain. In fact, I talked to Kim around noon and told her that I was going for sure. But the rain was so wet and the fire was so warm. Officially, I didn't go because my car was still in the shop. It was (I didn't pick it up until 5:00), but I still feel bad.

This is the third game I've missed this season (bad Cal fan!) and every one has been a loss. Kim and her dad, of course, have concluded that my absence is responsible. It wasn't that long ago that I was a jinx, but now I'm a good luck charm. I'm not complaining....