Some quick hits today.
First, I slept like a rock last night. Had myself three beers after working on about four hours sleep from the night before.
Saturday was tough with that lack of sleep.
Up at 7 a.m., got ready and headed to a state softball meeting. Which, of course, got a little boring with all the people chatting about nonsense. I had to be there even earlier, however, to meet with a committee I’m on. That wasn’t bad and we learned where the state tournament would be held this summer. It will be a blast, I’m sure.
I’m also the state’s player rep for modified-pitch softball now. At least for the tournament. Good times.
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Of course, snow was around on the ride down. Only one spot was real bad, at the top of one mountain here. And of course when I got up there, a car was in the ditch. You could see what happened too. Fool came up over the knoll too fast, didn’t realize it’s a great spot for wind-spread snow and went sliding off.
Idiot.
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After the meeting? Yeah, of course I had to cover a basketball game. Good game for a half, then the top-seeded team opened it up in the second half and ended up winning by 21.
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Apparently the weather here is supposed to be in the 60s next weekend. Sweet. And sunny for at least the next three days, with some rain later in the week. I’ll take it.
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My alma mater was the No. 1 seed in Regionals and the top-ranked team in the nation in NJCAA Division III. Not only that, they play host to nationals each year. AND they hadn’t lost to anyone IN the Region all year.
Yeah, that helps.
Knocked out in the first round of Regionals to the No. 9 seed. Good times. Unreal. They were an incredible team. But, I guess it proves what the postseason is all about. Be ready to play or your ass could go home. Still sucks though. That tournament is rocking when the host is in it.
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My new laptop kicks ass. It’s faster than hell, the screen is sweet and it’s going to be sweet to get writing on. I am still adjusting to the keyboard.
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Working on this book I have it tough. I need to start outlining myself better. Can’t just write off the cuff.
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I wish it was summer, I was on vacation and in Montreal.
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I actually wish I’d hit the freakin’ lottery.
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Have a nice day!