I seem to have lost my funny. I’ve started a few posts, but they all seem a wee bit forced. So instead of coming up with new material, I’m going to foist on you a story I’ve told a million times. You heard it here first, number 4 on my 25 Things Meme:
I had my [...]
Last days.
The last day, for those of you who are following along at home, was supposed to be Tuesday. We pushed our flight back from Monday morning to Tuesday because (1) our arriving flight was delayed and (2) I thought I pre-booked and paid for a hotel room through and including Monday night. I [...]
My grandfather passed away yesterday. Thank you all for your tweets and support. I usually shy away from personal pictures on here, but I am finding it comforting to look at pictures of Sir. Unfortunately I don’t have many. I don’t, or rather did not, see him often and my family is not big on [...]
Day, uh, Friday.
Where were we? Dublin, right. By now I have a cough that is reminiscent of Doc Holliday in Wyatt Erp, which is real sexy on a lady. Nobody thinks TB when they see me, though, they think swine flu. Or at least Sports Fan does and is constantly reminding me that we could [...]
Subtitle: Post Whereby I will Lose All My Readers Because They Could Give a Shit About Sports
Sub-Subtitle: I Promise I Will Write About U2 Tomorrow. For Reals.
The life of a fan is filled with ups and downs. The beginning of a season is full of renewed hope and promise; the idea of winning it all [...]
I’ll get back to my Ireland trip in a sec, I know you really want to hear about how I saw U2 in Dublin. And, of course, the saga of the missing luggage. (23 days and counting)
But first things first. It’s football season! (Woo!) And it started out with a … thud. That was my [...]
Day 3
We woke up early enough to eat the free breakfast at the hotel, which is not usually our thing, but one of us is about to get fired. It turns out that breakfast is very nearly the only thing edible in Ireland. Sports Fan ate pancakes every day in Galway and I ordered the [...]
Day 1
Arrive at the airport to find out our 9:45 p.m. flight is delayed five (5) hours. Seven (7) hours from when we are standing at the check-in line at the airport. We’re not at the nice terminal, mind you; no, we’re at the shitty-ass terminal that has wrapped sandwiches and flights to places on [...]
My grandfather is dying. He may be shuffling off his mortal coil in the next few days. The last time I saw him he was still walking around, making jokes, poking fun of my grandmother. Now, I’m told, he spends most of the time with his eyes closed. He doesn’t eat. It has not been [...]