Weakened and blundered!
Have been in Grand Rapids, Michigan
today. A nice little place 23 minutes away from Chicago on a plane over Lake Michigan. The cost of my ticket was a whacking $610, that is $26.52 a minute, an absolute piss take probably because I booked late as I couldn't be arsed to drive the 4 hours each way around the lake. Oh well, I got upgraded to first class and got given a free packet of pretzels.
A lot going on this weekend in Chicago. If you even only have slight affections for Irish Wolfhounds, then you can declare yourself Irish
, wear your favourite green jumper, drink some black stuff and wax lyrical about the potato famine and old relatives who lived through the struggles back on the emerald isle then drag yourself to any pub in the city and drink yourself into oblivion.
It’s funny, that’s reminded me of last weekend when we were on the Lower East Side Tenement tour
in New York. Again old ladies were trotting around on the quest for stories of immigrants and long lost rele’s when we were shown a coal fired stove. My family still use one of those everyday in the North of Ireland said one American woman.
I looked at her out the side of my eye and gave a sigh. Our friend then said "Is it called an Aga?" "Yes,"
came the reply.
This weekend is also the beginning of college basketball’s March Madness
, in fact it started Thursday. It’s a bit like cramming the last 4 rounds of the FA Cup into a week, with games being shown one after the other live on television from around the country. If you lose, you go home but if you win, you play again the next day until there are just two teams left.
March Madness or the Big Dance as it is known is quite an event. 65 college basketball teams compete for their lives and it does put the foul induced and cash driven pro game to shame. Anyway for those that are interested I have chosen my final four as follows: Kansas, Wisconsin, Ohio State and North Carolina.
Off to the theatre tomorrow evening to see a production called Harmless
being shown at a local theatre. I will let you know what its like.
I like the occassional flutter and I noticed yesterday that there was a horse running in the Cheltenham Gold Cup today called Bob Bob Bobbin
. I'm all over that I thought even though it was about a gazillion to one. Anyway I've just checked the result and it got pulled up! According the Sporting Life
it "weakened and blundered 13th, tailed off 17th."
Sounds a bit like me!