Yes, I have a 3-day week upon me. Thursday we are off to Fort Worth for a little R&R. Things are off to a screaming good start too; For the first time in weeks I made the light at 51rst street this morning. Of the 42 traffic lights I go through on the way to work, that particular one is especially annoying. It turns yellow on me every single morning, and after I’ve just gotten done sitting through the equally ridiculous light two blocks before. It’s one of those stupid lights that serves no purpose either. It’s set way too long, and nobody ever goes down 51rst at that time of morning. Today I finally got a good run at it and made it through. Small victories, people. Let’s not go into nit-picky details like how fast I was going when I went through it. The simple fact is the light was definitely mostly green. I’m sure this coup shaved at least 3 minutes off my total commute time.
I suppose that was a decent weekend. I’ve had worse. On the upside, I didn’t have to mow the lawn, due to the standing water. Of course that will just make things worse if and when it ever dries out, but I’m all about a little procrastination. Friday evening, for no particular reason, I spent the evening hanging out at the Brooksider. It was a “decent” night out, so I just sort of hung out on the deck and enjoyed it. Watched the Royals get a particularly brutal thrashing, then called it a night. Donette, meanwhile, got some kind of wild hair and headed out south to see some band with her friend Lori. That’s two late Fridays in a row for her. Dang kids.
Saturday I got up pseudo-early and headed down to the airport to meet Munkirs again, for our third round of cycling. Didn’t up the mileage any this time, stayed at the almost-20 level. I suppose we’ll have to bump that up a little sooner or later. We may need to mix up the route a bit too, I’m getting a bit weary of riding in circles. (Albeit nearly flat circles, which is nice.) We managed to time it right too. It started raining as soon as we were leaving. One more lap and we’d have gotten soaked. It was lunch time when I got back to the house, so we headed up to the Well. They’ve got a good enough menu, but for some reason I just don’t care for the place much. Maybe because we were stuck inside with the rain, I don’t know. My sandwich was good, the service was good, the price is good… The place just doesn’t do it for me. The day didn’t progress much from there, we sorta hung out on the couch and watched the rain come down. Luckily later in the evening Zim called to let me know he was in Brookside, saving me from totally wasting the day. I went and met up with the Zims down at the ‘Sider and watched the Royals with them. Well, at least until the stupid band started their stupid sound-check, and I couldn’t hear the stupid TV’s. I maintain they should not have bands when there is a local sports event on, it’s annoying. Meanwhile, they maintain no interest in my opinion. Fair enough.
Sunday Donette was scheduled to participate in the Trolley Run with Kelly & Susan. When 7:00 rolled around though, she rather predictably informed me that it was raining too hard and she wasn’t going. I’m not sure how she managed to ascertain this buried beneath the covers. Her plot fell apart when I went out to get the paper and discovered it was actually quite dry. With some help from Kelly, we were finally able to shame her into going, although she stubbornly continued to insist it was pouring, even as we stood outside under the clear skies. They made it up to the start in time though. Meanwhile, Gabe and I sat at the end of the street and watched the festivities. Wow, it was huge this year; I’m not sure but I think they may have gone over 10,000 participants this time. Gabe had a big time too, he got all kinds of attention. After the race, we all headed up to 75th Street and enjoyed a rather gluttonous brunch. The whole Brown clan made it up too. (They did the Trolley Run also.) After that… Well, not too much. Watched the Royals game from the couch, and then we rented “Blind Side” for evening entertainment.
Regarding the draft, the simple fact that Peterson and Edwards were not involved gives that draft a solid “A”.
Of course then you have Pioli and Haley dragging it down, perhaps to as low as a “C”, but in the interest of being optimistic I’ll cut them a “B”.
I would have gone along with a “B” after the first round. However, your quarterback was sacked 41 times last year, so in the second round instead of taking 1 of the 3 All America lineman left on the board, you take a 165 pound running back ? Are you ( insert explicative laced tirade here) kidding me ?! D- at best.
Strange that I could miss Texas that much. Our next US trip will be quite comprehensive if we are going to go everywhere I want.
Yes, yes that IS strange Johan, ha. I sure don’t miss Texas, but maybe a few of the people there so I guess I have to go for a bit.
Good point, Zim; good point.
Could be that we experienced a winter with snow for 3 months, even as much as up to 3 feet. We usually don’t even get snow!
Could also be that swedes and spicy food apparently don’t go together.