If there's a worse time to get a bit blocked, it's now. For me at least.

Let's face it, writer's block isn't something I deal with often. I wrote a book, 150+ articles at BP, this blog, did 50 radio shows, and some guest articles at MLB.com, Slate, and the NY Times in the last twelve months. (That sounds much more arrogant than I mean it.)

I have a back-of-book piece for BP, another long-form piece, and the start of "The Juice" coming in the next couple weeks. Once that book's done, I'll be right in the heart of Team Health Report season, which is 35,000 words plus research. Actually, it's the research, then the 35,000 words ...

Yet, I'm staring at a blank screen tonight. Luckily, Thomas Gorman isn't blocked and did the bulk of the back-of-book piece.

The screen, however, is still blank.

I watched "Law and Order: Criminal Intent."

Still blank.

Fooled around with the new DVD recorder. I can get it to play DVD's, but I can't for the life of me get it to get a signal to record from. I may be the worst gadget-hook-up guy in the world. I'm still bummed that the Tivo-DVD combo doesn't meet my needs.

Still blank.

It's BITTERLY cold out and snow's coming. It's that dark time of the year where there's almost no baseball. The holidays and all the family is nice, but the days are short and snow, well, there's just no good reason for it. Snow, to me, ruins nearly everything. People move to Florida for a reason. Phoenix would be nice for a Pizza Feed, especially since I'll be out there in January.

Still blank. Still rambling. Guess I'll sleep and hope tomorrow's a different day, writing-wise.

Oh. H6ATBF143.