My friend Jonathan commented that I have not once mentioned the March Madness basketball tournament with which I am usually obsessed . . .but believe me, I'm crazed as usual. This is a very sacred and busy time of year for me.
I run the biggest college basketball pool in my industry -- a record 82 people in this year! -- and the tournament is in its climactic throes; just now the final fours have been set. I even sucka'ed my good blogger friend Melinda to participate in the pool for the second year. She's a hoops fan too even if she's too loyal to sentimental favorites. We have a good side bet at stake which shall be revealed at the end of the tournament.
In any event, Jonathan, and friends, I try to keep my basketball commentary strictly for the poolers, and others obsessed with march madness. We geek out hard with continuous basketball speak that, I think, tends to bore normal people. I attended two BBQ's this weekend. Both events were scheduled at precisely tip-off time . . . grrr. I baked for both in the morning, arrived at the BBQ's, presented said baked goods and made small chat. Then I made Husband ask if we could put the games on . . . Maybe that was rude, but I brought baked goods! And made small talk . . .does that mean I have to miss Davidson almost smiting the mighty goliath of Kansas? It's hard to tell right now. My judgement is clouded by hoops.
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