Great Lakes, Great Times
Greetings from Michigan. I am thankful for two things today:
1) People who do not secure their wireless network connections
2) Clinching my first trip to the FFL championship game in my four years in the league with my friends from work (barring a Monday Night Disaster)
I missed out on a golden opportunity to go to a Lions game today. Since the 4PM games are reserved for teams that the national TV audience actually cares about, I assumed the Lions-Bungles game was at 1PM today. Therefore, I told Mouse that I would not be able to watch or attend the game with her. I arrived in Michigan at 2PM and quickly realized the game kicked off at 4PM. D'oh! I'm an idiot, again.
My mom had already planned the entire afternoon and evening, so I was not able to watch any of the game. It would have been nice to see the fans make a spectacle of the whole "Fire Millen" craze, but oh well. I'm just thrilled that my fantasy football team won. In my first three seasons in the fantasy football league, I never managed a winning record or a single playoff victory. I was more inept than Lions owner William Clay Ford. I was just throwing away my money for some entertainment (or frustration) each Sunday. After a magical 10-3 regular season and a likely win this weekend, I will get a chance to play for the championship next week. Please join me in hoping that Samkon Gado does not upstage the combination of Brett Favre and Donald Driver tomorrow night. I only have an 18-point lead, so I guess my finals trip is not set in stone yet.
Instead of watching the Lions game, my mom took me to a free concert at the West Bloomfield Public Library near where she lives. There was a jazz trio featuring a harp, a string bass, and a drum set. Interesting mix. They were playing mostly holiday music (i.e., Christmas songs) to an audience in a very Jewish community. Given that I am closer to Scrooge than I am to Santa Claus on the holiday spectrum, it wasn't really my kind of concert. Furthermore, the harp player was not that great. However, you get what you pay for (free concert) and my mom enjoyed it, so I had a good time. The jazz pieces they played were pretty good. It was probably the first and last time I'll ever hear a harp as part of a jazz group.
My mom and I went out to dinner at an Italian restaurant that she really likes. I find it disappointing that my mom always has to tell the server some picky thing that she did not like about her meal. Does the server really care that there was not enough meat in the meat sauce? Is it really something worth complaining about? I guess I just don't like trivial conflict. I'm used to these situations with my parents, so I don't even try to convince my mom to drop the issue anymore. At least the conversation between us was good.
My night was almost ruined by President Dumbass. I was ready to watch Family Guy when our so-called president came on the give a national address. At least Fox showed the entire episode of Family Guy after the end of the twenty-minute speech. Family Guy spoofed Lumberg from Office Space. Awesome!
I should be able to keep up the daily updates each night given that my mom has no cable to entertain me after she goes to sleep. I can't figure out why I can access an unsecured wireless connection, but I won't complain! :)
1) People who do not secure their wireless network connections
2) Clinching my first trip to the FFL championship game in my four years in the league with my friends from work (barring a Monday Night Disaster)
I missed out on a golden opportunity to go to a Lions game today. Since the 4PM games are reserved for teams that the national TV audience actually cares about, I assumed the Lions-Bungles game was at 1PM today. Therefore, I told Mouse that I would not be able to watch or attend the game with her. I arrived in Michigan at 2PM and quickly realized the game kicked off at 4PM. D'oh! I'm an idiot, again.
My mom had already planned the entire afternoon and evening, so I was not able to watch any of the game. It would have been nice to see the fans make a spectacle of the whole "Fire Millen" craze, but oh well. I'm just thrilled that my fantasy football team won. In my first three seasons in the fantasy football league, I never managed a winning record or a single playoff victory. I was more inept than Lions owner William Clay Ford. I was just throwing away my money for some entertainment (or frustration) each Sunday. After a magical 10-3 regular season and a likely win this weekend, I will get a chance to play for the championship next week. Please join me in hoping that Samkon Gado does not upstage the combination of Brett Favre and Donald Driver tomorrow night. I only have an 18-point lead, so I guess my finals trip is not set in stone yet.
Instead of watching the Lions game, my mom took me to a free concert at the West Bloomfield Public Library near where she lives. There was a jazz trio featuring a harp, a string bass, and a drum set. Interesting mix. They were playing mostly holiday music (i.e., Christmas songs) to an audience in a very Jewish community. Given that I am closer to Scrooge than I am to Santa Claus on the holiday spectrum, it wasn't really my kind of concert. Furthermore, the harp player was not that great. However, you get what you pay for (free concert) and my mom enjoyed it, so I had a good time. The jazz pieces they played were pretty good. It was probably the first and last time I'll ever hear a harp as part of a jazz group.
My mom and I went out to dinner at an Italian restaurant that she really likes. I find it disappointing that my mom always has to tell the server some picky thing that she did not like about her meal. Does the server really care that there was not enough meat in the meat sauce? Is it really something worth complaining about? I guess I just don't like trivial conflict. I'm used to these situations with my parents, so I don't even try to convince my mom to drop the issue anymore. At least the conversation between us was good.
My night was almost ruined by President Dumbass. I was ready to watch Family Guy when our so-called president came on the give a national address. At least Fox showed the entire episode of Family Guy after the end of the twenty-minute speech. Family Guy spoofed Lumberg from Office Space. Awesome!
I should be able to keep up the daily updates each night given that my mom has no cable to entertain me after she goes to sleep. I can't figure out why I can access an unsecured wireless connection, but I won't complain! :)
posted by GaryGinew at 10:04 PM
1 Comments:
I too was slightly irritated that G.W. came on when I was supposed to be watching my weekly smut. I was more irritated that the smut was a rerun.
other than that, I will refrain from discussing things that are political, because I think I am undergoing a "conceptual change" in that department. I think I'm going to become libertarian.
it's nice that you and your mom enjoy spending time together. I bet she misses you a lot.
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