If we’re ‘psychic,’ why are we watching the game

Call me bitter or cynical, but I’ve never understood why folks stay away in droves on a Sunday morning. So yesterday morning, me and Mac [the Aura Camera guy] were sitting outside, watching football. “If we’re ‘psychic,’ why are we watching the game? Don’t we already know who’s going to win?” From there, it was all sort of downhill. I must admit, the El Paso Truck Terminal, on the interstate, still has one of the very best breakfast deals in town. It might offend some folks delicate sensibilities, but sometimes, truck stop food is just the best. At dinner last night, I remember the Libra asking me about the Scorpio’s new hair style, “I think she looks great with her hair short. What do you think, Kramer?” “She got it cut?” [answer a question with a question is safe.]