Yesterday at work I became extremely frustrated at a member on my team that didn’t really understand the concept of being on a team. While at work, I think I held my composure and acted professional and respectful, but on the drive home my blood was boiling. I almost wanted to take my anger out on a car. Or maybe drumming on a drum set made of ice and then breaking would have cooled me off. It was one of those days that just drained me, and I came home and took a two hour nap, something that is very out of character for me.
I really don’t like taking naps. For one, it disrupts my sleeping pattern and I don’t get a real deep sleep for the night. And even though I’ve never been drunk, when I wake up from a nap, I think I’m having a hangover.
SisterGeeding flies back to NYC today. WifeGeeding and I took her and her fiance out to dinner. It was a great time together, but man, it’s hard to say goodbye.
She should be racking up the airlines miles, she flies to Vietnam on Saturday.
So SisterGeeding is gone, and WifeGeeding will be gone to the beach for a week with her family starting Thursday. It’s gonna be weird to be alone for a while.
But I do find times of solitude quite enlightening.
I watched a little bit of basketball last night. There’s one thing about televised sports of today that I just can’t stand . . . interviewing coaches and players during time-outs, in between quarters, or anytime when coaches and players should be focused on the game and not during an interview.
Earlier yesterday while listening to sports radio, I heard them mention that the game was going to be played at Amway Arena, which I thought was a joke.
Cindy Sheehan, you made your point, move on, please.
Tough day for dachshunds yesterday. I saw on George Stephanopoulos’ Twitter account that his yesterday, and after I read that, a few hours later WifeGeeding called to tell me that her best friend had to put down her dachshund.
When I was a kid, I remember when ABC use to get celebrities to compete in different athletic competitions. It looks like they are going to revive the concept in a show called The Superstars.
Did you know that Nolan Ryan was once on a soap opera? He apears a little after the two minute mark. YouTube
I admit, I’m slow, I have no idea what grilled cheese means. (Somewhat mature stuff).
Something I didn’t know about the Southern Baptist Convention: The Southern Baptist Convention was formed in 1845 so slaveholders could continue to serve as missionaries. In 1995, Southern Baptists formally sought forgiveness from African-Americans. Source It makes me ponder even more about when my hometown Baptist church use to hold “slave auctions” as a youth fundraiser (third bullet point).
OK . . . the city of Cleburne has had about four earthquakes in a week? That’s just sounds like science fiction for a city in Texas. I took one geology class in college, and my expertise tells me it’s all related to the new horizontal gas drilling technique. And I saw a gas company representative state that geologists have told him the drilling isn’t related to the earthquakes. I just wonder if that geologist is on his payroll.