feckless on a Sunday afternoon | February 25, 2007 | 14:45

Sunday afternoon, Bed-Stuy, dead of winter. Let's see ... the Kinks, my own music, Simon and Garfunkel. That's what those three things musically bring to mind. Other thoughts they inspire are: relaxation, anxiety and depression. Needless to say, the latter two would most likely trump the first in anyone.

I'm trying, though. Feel pretty decent, despite.

We lost our game last night. For no real reason, either; we had more than enough skill to hang with them. In the end, they exploited the weak-side of our defense and their goalie had great movement and positioning. That's usually enough to cause a loss.

Oscars are tonight ... I worked a little this morning to prepare nypost.com for some of the content we want to post, but I'll be doing some more tonight. I guess it's a good thing I was sick on Friday.