My brother's favorite football team lost in the playoffs Sunday. He had gone out earlier in the day dressed in his official Tom Brady #12 jersey which I gave him for Christmas several years ago to watch the game at his usual bar with friends who, if not Patriots fans, at least tolerate his own fixation.
He came home late Sunday night, long after the game ended and well past closing time, and went straight to his room. Monday, he got up around one in the afternoon, and without a word started up his power hand saw, and chopped down a couple of smallish palm trees growing close to the lanai.
I think he's taking it all very well, under the circumstances.
(The palms had it coming, anyway.)
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