Kelly was out of town over the weekend, and I intended to fill those two empty days with work on my new novel. Instead, I spent the weekend sprawled in front of the NCAA playoffs like an extra-large slug.
Pretty exciting games, though it’s hard to get much momentum when CBS keeps switching from one game to another. Go to the kitchen, and you come back to an entirely different game/city/region/ad. Plus, I tend to have a book open in my lap the whole time, so I stay confused and bleary.
No huge upsets on Sunday, though that Missouri/Marquette game was a barn-burner. I predict Memphis will beat Missouri in the Sweet 16 (Go Tigers!). I was delighted to see that Arizona had teammates named Fogg and Horne.
- Good weekend to be indoors. All that wind! Yeesh. At one point Sunday, I rolled off the couch like a bull elephant seal and threw myself out of doors, thinking I’d accomplish one yard chore before they come for my green waste bin. I got my heavy gloves and my razor-sharp shears and went out into the howling gale to trim my fan palms. That’s right, fan palms. “Fan” as in “big leaves that catch the wind and slap fat boy to the ground.” It’s like I’m a special kind of moron, one who can zero right in on the most hazardous household chore. I survived (go heavy gloves!), and I’m sure the entire episode was highly entertaining for our neighbors.
- Speaking of heart attacks, what better time than the playoffs to learn CPR? Red Cross offers free adult CPR classes next Saturday at Simpson University. Register online here or call 244-8000.
- They Fired All the Copy Editors, Part XVI: In today’s local paper, there’s a Q-and-A with Franz Wisner, author of “Honeymoon With My Brother,” who speaks at 6 p.m. Saturday at the Redding Library. Something got omitted or removed from the story. I spent a long time trying to make sense of this sentence: “Not until the very end of Honeymoon when 1.” When one?
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