Left work yesterday at 3:40...all day long I was frantically busy...still have tons to do before year end. Ptree Indl was jammed going south, so I took Spaulding to Dunwoody, then south past Pill Hill to Windor Parkway, over to Roswell Road, to get Ceil's present. Got home close to six, as Johnson Ferry was bumper to bumper in Sandy Springs.
Ceil called when I was almost home...they were in line at our stinky Kroger behind bobby Cox. They didn't speak to him, but others did...he shook some hands. Later his old pickup truck turned in to the new subdivision just east of ours...the one with the monsterously big castle house stuck in the middle (that's still vacant).
Ate at home, and left at 7 pm, driving nonstop to Jefferson. Traffic wasn't too bad.
Arrived just in time to see my favorite Letterman of the year...the Jay Thomas QB challenge, where he and Dave throw footballs to knock off the huge meatball on top of the Christmas tree. Thomas told his annual Lone Ranger story, that gets longer and funnier every year. But Thomas also made some quip that was obviously cut out, perhaps having to do with Dave only thinking about Thomas just this once a year. Later Letterman quipped about the unheard remark, making me wonder if he would be invited back next year.
Haven't done much today except surf the web. Read Lang's column on Hawks.com, about the all you can eat seats. Hilarious.
A Clemson football player was pulled over at 2:30 am at the next town up the road, for failed to dim his lights. He was arrested for not having a valid license, and his passengers had open containers. The town is a trap...I've been pulled over there, but luckily the officer recognized Ceil. The player is still playing in the Gator Bowl. Ceil's brother and nephew are going down to Jacksonville for the game.
Not long ago I clicked on a picture on Facebook, of Will's teammate Isaac. Then I decided to look at the related photos. The next picture was a girl I didn't know...wearing a hoodie we bought Will in California! Makes you wonder what happens to the clothes we buy our children. He is always coming home wearing shorts and T's we've never seen before. Another group of photos emerged from a "team" party he attended. Guys and girls in a hot tub, girls jumping around in bikinis. Great.
I've never been to one of these father/son basketball games like they're having next week, but the math says the dads will need players. The JV game is at 7 pm at First Baptist Sandy Springs, on Mt. Vernon between Roswell Road and 400. The girls play at 7:45, then the varsity boys 45 minutes later.
Another bball opportunity...Monday nights (7:30?) at East Cobb Presbyterian, between us and the Avenue, a bunch of guys play pickup. Will, David Norman, and others. At least two grownups sometimes go that I know, Preston's dad Lee and baseballer phenom Willie's dad Coach Henry, both great guys. Lee lives around the corner from us, they have a pool and basketball half court in thier backyard...that gets used quite a bit. I need to go myself.
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