3-2, bases loaded, down by 3, bottom of the ninth

I watched a fairly good movie last night called Sole Survivor. It took one of my favorite formulas in film and created something fantastically fresh. It told the story of a woman who was the lone survivor of a plane crash. The catch is that she wasn't meant to live and death comes stalking her to even the odds. It reminded me of Carnival of Souls and Night Tide which is never a bad thing. It also got me thinking. Are we the only people capable of making mistakes?
Do you have to have free will to ruin something and be forced to correct it?
I mean could something like life or fate or even death slip up and have to correct itself?
I think thats a topic that I'll dwell on once I'm out of the confines of my lovely cubicle.

Hamels threw a shutout! Yay!
The Mets won again. Boo!

Kristen went to the doctor yesterday and as expected they told her no more work. At first I was so happy for her but then the reality of the situation hit me. They are writing her out of work for a reason. They sent her to get blood work immediately and changed her next appointment to Monday. There is some genuine concern there which scares me a bit. I'm thinking that they may induce her on Monday which is a frightening prospect. I could be a Dad in less than a week.
My stomach just gurgled at the thought.

I really can't find the music that I need right now. Songs that used to do it for me aren't anymore. I've tried all the old stand bys but nothing!
I'll try some Cat Power tonight.