by | March 15, 2011 · 1:36 pm

I Don’t Know How I Feel About My Bracket

Thank you to CBS Sports for the Sucker Punch banner ad. That's exactly what I wanted on the top and bottom of my 2011 bracket. Sarcasm.

These are my Final Four: Ohio State, Notre Dame, Texas and BYU, and I have no idea how that happened.

You see, my process for picking my Final Four teams is very scientific. I do the entire first round first, and go by the matchups. I then do the entire second round. Then the entire Sweet 16. Etc. I look at each matchup and determine who should win. I do not pick a favorite to win it all right off the bat, because everyone’s “Road to the Final Four” is very different. And somehow I get Notre Dame in the final game? I guess I just have to trust my predictions.

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by | March 15, 2011 · 9:26 am

Beware the Ides of March

So, I thought I had a ghost. That may sound like a crazy statement, but it’s true. And while I thought the first haunting might have been a fluke, we’ve now had two encounters, and I’ve come to terms with the fact that he is very real and very much involved in my life.

In early 2010, I took a walk over to the old “Transportation Building” (now a food court) to get a coffee. In between the ATM and the Dunkin’ Donuts, a large flat screen TV has been installed in the wall, and it’s almost always playing Headline News. This particular morning, they were doing a story about US soldiers in Iraq playing flag football. I lingered a bit watching the piece, mostly to avoid going back to work, and after a minute or two, a man who I assumed to be homeless joined me. When the news piece ended, he turned to face me, pointed his finger in my face, looked me dead in the eyes and repeated three times: “West Point.”

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by | March 9, 2011 · 11:24 pm

The Incredible Snoring Kingston

A big thank you to my cousin RJ for letting me crash at his apartment for the Big East tournament this week. Darge – you’re the best!

With that said, RJ has a 3-year-old bulldog named Kingston, who I absolutely 100 percent adore, but who can snore like a mother-effer. Every night around midnight, Kingston mysteriously finds his squeaky chew toy, which he hasn’t noticed at all during the rest of the day. Monday night, King carried that thing around for about an hour before he finally settled down. At some point during the night I rolled over on it in the aerobed. At another point in the night, Kingston jumped off the couch and onto my head. And then I woke up in the morning to the ruckus you hear above.

But look at his face! I can’t be mad!! I also liked when he thought my hair straightener was attacking me while I was packing and came flying out of nowhere to protect me from what I’m assuming he saw as a cord/choking hazard.

Can someone please buy me a puppy? They’re too freakin’ cute.

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