Saturday at the Andover Library
I don't know if I can create with all these SUV driving high achievers around me. At least in Lowell they are surfing porn at the library.
Okay, I'm done with the global warming. For the last month it's been like the great American freeze out, so I pulled out all the long sleeve shirts and sweatshirts. Today I look like I was taking my sled dogs through the Yukon, and I walk outside and everyone is wearing shorts and crocs again. If I already don't have night sweats, now I am having day sweats. The only good thing to think about at Linus's soccer game was I am so covered up I don't need to wear sunblock. The only person sweating like I was was Linus when he came off the field. #7 on the other team is a future "Great Santini" - he is going to be shot by his own teammates. He is probably 6 years old, and already he is wound a little too tight. I will keep an eye on him for the rest of the season. Sad part is, he is probably on the fast track to Harvard.
Paris Hilton got arrested for D.U.I. because she hadn't eaten all day and then had a margarita? Here's an idea - have a sandwich and don't drink. Or hire a driver. Or catch a cab. Keep off of the crosswalk on Rodeo Drive, because some drunken celebrity will take you out.
Tomorrow is the first day of football season. As usual, in the football pool I chose teams based on which city has the better art museum, not whether or not their team is any good. Philly, Cincinnati, New York, San Francisco, always pick them. Jacksonville I'm sure doesn't have a Chili's, never mind an art museum, so they are out. Don't scoff, because last year with my very unscientific method I chose Pittsburgh and they somehow managed to squeak by.
Okay, I'm done with the global warming. For the last month it's been like the great American freeze out, so I pulled out all the long sleeve shirts and sweatshirts. Today I look like I was taking my sled dogs through the Yukon, and I walk outside and everyone is wearing shorts and crocs again. If I already don't have night sweats, now I am having day sweats. The only good thing to think about at Linus's soccer game was I am so covered up I don't need to wear sunblock. The only person sweating like I was was Linus when he came off the field. #7 on the other team is a future "Great Santini" - he is going to be shot by his own teammates. He is probably 6 years old, and already he is wound a little too tight. I will keep an eye on him for the rest of the season. Sad part is, he is probably on the fast track to Harvard.
Paris Hilton got arrested for D.U.I. because she hadn't eaten all day and then had a margarita? Here's an idea - have a sandwich and don't drink. Or hire a driver. Or catch a cab. Keep off of the crosswalk on Rodeo Drive, because some drunken celebrity will take you out.
Tomorrow is the first day of football season. As usual, in the football pool I chose teams based on which city has the better art museum, not whether or not their team is any good. Philly, Cincinnati, New York, San Francisco, always pick them. Jacksonville I'm sure doesn't have a Chili's, never mind an art museum, so they are out. Don't scoff, because last year with my very unscientific method I chose Pittsburgh and they somehow managed to squeak by.
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