find a happy place! find a happy place! find a happy place!
My sports world is in a temporary (I hope) toilet.
In the battle of the sox, the white ones pasted the red ones and the Angels, who you would think would be the good guys based on name alone, aren't holding up their end of the bargain. The Cardinals are rolling as expected...yawn.
Then there's football, or the lack thereof. You know something's way out of whack when the Bungles are coming to town and the Jaguars faithful are concerned. In hell, Satan must be trying out his new flat bottomed shovel on the white stuff covering his driveway.
In the words of Marty Feldman in Young Frankenstein, "It could be worse. It could be raining."
Little League Baseball...was cancelled last night due to the swamp that has overtaken the ball fields. It's been raining here off and on (but far more on than off) since Sunday, and with tropical depression something or other off the coast, the outlook isn't favorable for the next few days.
Then there's hockey, which rumor has it starts today. My car pool hockey player brought a CD with him today, with The Hockey Song by The Arrogant Worms on it. Pretty funny once, but by the third listening I was far more tired of it than the rest of the vehicle population. You really have to wonder when the bright spot in my sports outlook is the return of hockey, but there you have it.
In the battle of the sox, the white ones pasted the red ones and the Angels, who you would think would be the good guys based on name alone, aren't holding up their end of the bargain. The Cardinals are rolling as expected...yawn.
Then there's football, or the lack thereof. You know something's way out of whack when the Bungles are coming to town and the Jaguars faithful are concerned. In hell, Satan must be trying out his new flat bottomed shovel on the white stuff covering his driveway.
In the words of Marty Feldman in Young Frankenstein, "It could be worse. It could be raining."
Little League Baseball...was cancelled last night due to the swamp that has overtaken the ball fields. It's been raining here off and on (but far more on than off) since Sunday, and with tropical depression something or other off the coast, the outlook isn't favorable for the next few days.
Then there's hockey, which rumor has it starts today. My car pool hockey player brought a CD with him today, with The Hockey Song by The Arrogant Worms on it. Pretty funny once, but by the third listening I was far more tired of it than the rest of the vehicle population. You really have to wonder when the bright spot in my sports outlook is the return of hockey, but there you have it.
John put this out here at 8:58 AM
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It is raining...
and, it is worse
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