So it's an uncharacteristically busy Wednesday night here at the 'ol T&G sports desk, as most of last night's games were cancelled - and rescheduled to tonight - thanks to the seven-plus inches of snow that we "took on the chin" according to Channel 7 weatherman Pete Bouchard.
So what does this mean exactly? Well, good question. The most blunt answer I can give is that it consists of an influx of phone-calls from scatterbrained 15-year-old girls who some would even go so far to label "scorekeepers" - even though they don't take it very well when you try to tell them that five-plus-two does not indeed equal eight. Oh, the joy it brings me. But alas, I digress.
I had a quasi-productive afternoon, finally making my way to mall in Millbury and returning the last of my undesired Christmas gifts while picking up some new digs in the process. After the mob scene up there the other day, its a wonder I went back in the first place.
Also, I also made my near-daily trip to Barnes & Noble for a cup of tea and some free reading, where I was amused by this month's issue of Jogger's World and an article entitled "What's In" for 2006. Apparently, running on a daily basis is out and sticking to an every other day schedule is the new secret to success. Brilliant! Ironically enough, later in the same issue Scott Douglas authored a fine article promoting the need to run more mileage in order to maximize your potential and bring your times down over a variety of distances. Scott is an excellent writer - and a damn good runner to boot - so I recommend giving those few pages a read if you happen to be passing by a news stand on your lunch hour and have a few minutes to kill. Anyways, the content of this magazine as a whole is completely senseless - yet makes all the sense in the world at the same time - given their target audience of Gallo-walking, fuel-belt wearing, GU-carrying gear bitches. And to think people pay five bucks an issue for this garbage!?! Unbelievable!
And with all that being said, its now 11:50 p.m. and I'm through another night of work, albeit a hectic one. The few short paragraphs I was able to put together in this entry were spread out over the course of almost four hours, so that gives you an idea of the magnitude of wacky-ass calls we got in here tonight.
Until tomorrow, take it easy.