September 7, 2009

Take the day off, tell the boss I said it was OK

It is Monday and most of us do not have to work. Three day weekends kind of make you feel like you are pulling a fast one doesn't it? It is the same feeling you got as a kid when you cut class. Instead of holiday weekend we should call them hooky weekends. On the other hand that sounds like 'hooker" weekend and some people might get the wrong idea. I bet some of you goody-two shoes never played hooky or cut class. I lived about a block from the high school, so on more than one occasion when we had a late afternoon fire drill, I just kept on walking. One could always get a classmate to tell the teacher I went home sick. It was especially easy to cut band. That was the last period of the day. The band director could not pay attention to which of his 100 students were there. He spent all of class with the flutes and clarinets anyway.

The Cubs blew another one yesterday. They have virtually no chance of making the playoffs. I am not surprised. They will not win a World Series in my lifetime. They only got to the Series in 1908 on a freak play -- Merkle's Boner. Look it up, learn something today. Since it is a no-work day here is a link. You have to click it yourself, I can't do everything around here.

NFL Football begins in earnest this week. We will find out in short order if our favorite team is any good.

We went to the mall yesterday since it was raining on and off. We got the boy some sweatshirts and jeans. It was depressing. No not buying the kid some clothes, all of the girls had on T-shirts and sweatshirts and even jeans. No more low-cut tank tops and spaghetti straps. There was a lot less cleavage and suntanned skin to discretely admire. Not that I would do that of course...

The DVD cabinet is calling. Relax and have a great day.

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