Monday evening: A very fruitful day . . .
Mar. 17th, 2008 07:20 pm1. First, I got some stuff accomplished at work, and since I am driving to Syracuse after work tomorrow, I got some time this afternoon and did the following:
Got althea_eastrid's car serviced.
Went to Staples and exchanged the printer cartridges, getting the ones that will actually work on my printer.
Went to the Post Office.
Dropped some stuff off at the Warren County Building.
Went to the library.
Went to the bank.
Went to the pet store.
Dropped off a half-dozen ties at the dray cleaners. Thesee are ties I have not worn in the better part of a year.
2. It might be St. Patrick's Day, but I did not do any of the following:
Drink Guinness.
Drink beer.
"Pull a nutty" in some bar in Southie.
Get drunk.
Puke.
Eat corned beef.
Wear Green.
Sing "Danny Boy."
Get a tattoo.
In fact, no beer today.
Seriously, St. Patrick's Day is the No. 2 Amateur Hour when it comes to drinking. It's behind New Year's Eve and ahead of Super Bowl Sunday. Brew pubs and real beer bars dread it.
3. Not that there was ever any doubt that evilnicola was my daughter.
4. But you know what's really funny? I never drank coffee in high school, college or the first three years of my sportswriting career. I might have had an occasional one, but not often.
What happened? I took a job as a managing editor in Iowa and had to open the building at about 5 a.m. to get the typesetting started. I made coffee for everyone, but the room with the milk was not open, so I drank it black.
5. It's really funny. My friends' list seems to be equally split between, "OMFGWTFBBQ! How could Live Journal do this?" and "Not a big deal."
I can tell you that this blog will be up and running on Friday, although if I follow through on my plan to go to Cooperstown on the way home from Syracuse, there may not be many day-time posts.