So, I'm taking the boy to the circus on Sunday. I don't know how he'll react, so I just bought a pair of the cheapest ($15) tickets they had.
I bought the tickets online, where they charged me a $3.75 fee for each ticket. Of course. But that isn't the best part. To bring everything up to an even $40, they charged me a $2.50 fee to print my own tickets at home.
Yes, I had to pay $2.50 to print my own tickets, the one ticket delivery option that costs them absolutely nothing. Shit.
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While I was getting serious yesterday, I failed to mention it was Billy Joe Shaver's birthday. Happy late birthday, Billy Joe. Let's hope somebody, somewhere baked a cake and put "where do you want it?" in frosting on the top.
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Sneakily returning this blog back to the topic of my progeny (and, let's face it, that's all I can think about with less than a month to go before I have two of them), I'd like to point out that my efforts to locate a Safety 1st nightlight with outlet cover have been successful.
I don't know why they've been out of stock everywhere else, but I finally tracked one down in Arizona. Now I have a $10 nightlight that cost an extra $9 shipping. But … I … got … the … night … light … I … wanted.
Only the best for my boys.
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Football season is nearly upon us. Don't ask me how the Aggies are going to do. I've given up on prognosticating college football. It's just beyond my patience level. With A&M, I watch the games when I can, I read the newspaper when I can't, I try to enjoy the wins and not get too worked up over the losses.
NFL is a different beast. There's only 32 teams and there is (imagine this) a playoff. So, ultimately, everything works itself out over the course of the season. People (losers, mostly) can talk about how the best team didn't win, but I don't buy that crap. All you have to do is win. The rest works itself out.
Each conference has 16 teams. Of those 16 teams, you can pretty much divide them in half: 8 teams that will compete for the 6 playoff spots, 8 teams that do not have a chance at the playoffs. You can pick those teams before the first game is played, generally.
But here's the interesting part: Of those top 8 teams, one is bound to crater. Of those bottom 8, one is going to rise to compete. Which teams will they be?
Anyway, I'm gonna try to keep track of this in my blog this year. With a newborn in the house, it might be as close as I come to enjoying the season.
Hopefully I won't be chronicling the cratering of the Cowboys.
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