Fasting for Dad's yahrtzeit

A little return of the anger at the world and whomever may make a claim to run it (naturally, unnaturally, or supernaturally) for taking away someone who absolutely wanted to live, but mostly, I am all right.

Dad never taught me to shave or do a lot of other things that are probably considered expected fatherly duties, but he gave me education and a reason for being that are much more valuable.

And definitely a part of me is telling the Celtics to get their act together and beat L.A. It's the least they can do in tribute to a lifelong fan.