The First Monday of 2026

Good afternoon fans of the finer blogs. And Merry New Year*.

We're trying something new, schedule wise, so expect to see this blog in the afternoons for a while. 

New York Sports suckhole. The Giants surprised us by taking care of business against the Dallas Cowboys. It's nice to see the Cowboys go 7-8-1 this year. Some people are criticizing the win, saying the Giants hurt themselves by moving down in the NFL draft. These people are football morons. The Giants already have a QB, so there just ain't gonna be that much difference between the 2 and 7 pick. How about ending a bad year on a good note with your rookie QB having a good game? 

The less said about the Jets the better. Ten straight losing seasons, 15 seasons out of the playoffs, 15 years of gangrene not Gang Green. The opposition blew out the Jets in the last five games. Headcoach Aaron Glenn is returning, which is unconscionable. The Jets are gonna Jet. 

Heck of a game last night between the Steelers and Ravens. Unfortunately, the Steelers' victory means the Steelers won't do something stupid like fire head coach Mike Tomlin so the Giants can hire him. It is said the Ravens might fire head coach John Harbaugh. Please. If I'm the Giants I call him up on the way home from packing up his office at the stadium and say, 'Name your price, man.'

2006 the Fix. Devotees know we like to think about what we were doing 20 years ago (2003 & Me, 2004 & More). Ah, 2006. Actually since we were substitute teaching we usually think of the year in terms of 2005-06. But everything that made the '05-'06 school year good continued right into the '06-'07 school year. We subbed. We put the finishing touches on A Line through the Desert. We wrote magazine articles. In fact, that September we'll have our first front cover feature in Strategy & Tactics Magazine, Marlborough's Art of War. Of course, our oldest daughter was born late in the year.

DOGE Report:

We've read the prologue and the first two chapters of World War 1990: Ireland, or whatever it's called. It's cracker, as the Irish would say. Just craic it is. Just craic. 

We also worked on World War 1990: Thatcher's War. The first act of the novel, about 20,000 words, is really coming together. It's also good craic. 

*IYKYK.