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My eyes are drawn to three interlocked circles of water, the precipitation concentrated on our dining room table. It seems this circular formation was inadvertently created when I moved the cup from one place to another a couple of times, and the resulting creation bears a resemblance to a Venn diagram. It is somehow even more fascinating than the meal it accompanied, a wonderful plate of sliced fruits combined with a bowl of Fruit Loops. The weeknight/weekday morning CNA seemed to be quite surprised when I declared my interest in having it over Cheerios or Frosted Flakes (my typical preferences). It was another reminder of how fortunate I am, to be able to have choices; from what I was told, in the house directly adjacent to ours, the residents do not get a say in what cereal they eat, though that may have something to do with everyone coming to a unanimous consensus, and no one having a problem with it, whatever it may be. Speculation gave rise to several possibilities, including Raisin Bran (which I do enjoy) and Cheerios (which I enjoy in all flavors). They may have settled on a cereal of choice, but I am grateful to have my pick of several, though I believe I would be just as happy with a 'default' option. Last night, I fired up the original Tecmo Super Bowl on the Sega Genesis (not an actual console; I used Fusion 3.64) and decided to do a CPU vs. CPU game between the Los Angeles Rams and Detroit Lions, inspired by reading an article about Matthew Stafford recently. The first overall pick in the 2009 NFL draft is still playing in the league today, and going into his sixteenth season in the NFL. Stafford himself was only eight years old when the original Genesis "Tecmo Super Bowl" was released. I am reminded of how long it's been when I realize that some of the real-life players featured in the game are now in the Pro Football Hall of Fame. The battle between Rodney Peete and Jim Everett was surprisingly one-sided. Though the Lions actually did quite well in 1993, winning their division for the second time in two years (and the last time before the realignment in 2002; the Lions would not win their division again until 2023), the Rams missed the playoffs with a 5-11 record. And yet, styles truly can and do make games, the same way that styles make fights in boxing. The Rams cruised to a 21-3 halftime lead and never looked back, winning by a final score of 44-10 on their own field. A foreshadowing of the forthcoming thirty years of futility for Detroit, and perhaps an early promise of the success that was to come for the Rams, who would find themselves champions by the end of the decade following a move to St. Louis, becoming the first team in NFL history to win a Super Bowl with an undrafted quarterback (who himself achieved two firsts by becoming the first ever undrafted player to win the NFL MVP and Super Bowl MVP awards). Kurt Warner was humbly building his skills at that time, finishing his senior year at Northern Iowa before entering the draft in 1994. Earlier this morning, I indulged myself in some more Tecmo, this time "Super NBA Basketball," and again I went for the Genesis version. After reading an article about the USA's preseason victory over France (in which the seemingly ageless LeBron James was good for 27 points; I am reminded of his age too when I realize that he will be playing alongside his son on the Lakers this coming NBA season, a feat that is all too rare in sports), I was curious to see if there were any old-school sports games with FIBA (International Basketball Federation) teams. There is one that does have world basketball teams--Team USA Basketball, for the Genesis--but unfortunately that game does not have a CPU vs. CPU mode. For whatever reason, "Lakers vs. Celtics and the NBA Playoffs" had it, then the next few games in the "NBA Playoffs" series abandoned the feature completely (perhaps because they figured very few people actually did simulation games and mostly preferred one-player matches and head-to-head/co-op). If my understanding is correct, the feature did not return until NBA Showdown '94, but only the Sega Genesis version had CPU vs. CPU (the SNES version did not). NBA Live '95 restored it for both Genesis and SNES, and kept it to the end of its run on both consoles. I decided to scrap the idea of having world teams compete against each other, and had the idea of the Chicago Bulls playing on their court at home against the Miami Heat. I predicted a decisive win for the Bulls, but was pleasantly shocked when the Heat pulled off the upset, winning by six points. A good start to what should be a very nice day. The plan is to do another matchup later, this time in "International Superstar Soccer Deluxe" on the Genesis, between the USA and France, inspired by an article I had read about women's soccer. This was still a pipe dream in the 16-bit era; any soccer game you could find focused strictly on the male side of the competitive equation. While the FIFA offerings on both Genesis and SNES are truly superb, there's something magical (for lack of a better word) about the International Superstar Soccer games. Konami had some of their most talented staff working on the early ones, and it shows in not only how the games play but also the presentation. The graphics and music/sound strike an immaculate balance between the eye-catching excitement of anything you could find in an arcade, and the presentation of a professional broadcast. Like the Tecmo sports games, it hits a brilliant median between arcade and simulation. In the distance, I hear a podcast that the CNA is listening to. Our house manager arrived not too long ago, and while taking out the garbage I had a chance to say hello to her oldest daughter who came to see her. She didn't want to hold me up, by her own admission, and by my admission it was sincerely appreciated because one of those bags was somewhat heavy. I have started to become far more proficient at hurling bags and boxes into the dumpster, as though I were doing a discus toss. I don't do anything fancy, like spinning around before going for an exaggerated throw out of a movie or comic book, but sometimes I do like to imagine that I am Michael Jordan going for the half-court shot, as I stand as far away from the dumpster as reasonably possible before doing a throw. Sometimes, I fail to apply enough power, and the bag ends up resting on a dumpster lid, waiting for me to knock the sucker in there. Other times, I miss my target and it ends up on the ground. Fortunately, after more than three months, there has not yet been an incident of a bag breaking open, and its contents spilling out. I would like to keep it that way. Before heading to bed, I emailed an inspirational person for the second time in three days, to ask them some questions about building confidence as an actor. As we get closer to the showcase in September, I find myself continuing to practice my monologue from "Death of a Salesman," but also can't help but wonder if the time has come for me to do a little bit more research on the source material from which it originates. There are enough days in a week, and enough hours in a day, and it would be a respectful gesture to the great Arthur Miller, whose writing has stood the test of time. If I had not been told it was finalized in 1947, I would never have given thought to the idea that this play's almost 80 years old. I hope my performance can also be timeless.