Sunday, March 05, 2006

Copy cat

Busy night here at work - lots of copy to read, and re-read, for that matter. It's high time for postseason high school tournaments right now and we're getting down to the nitty gritty with some of the local college teams, Holy Cross in particular. The Red Sox are also in full swing these days, so the daily reports from Fort Myers are adding to the already-present insanity in this here office. This evening, for instance, I read, edited and slapped headlines on four high school games, two Holy Cross stories, a Sox feature and accompanying notebook, Celtics' game story, NFL and golf updates, a local road race, and one riveting sidebar by our own Jim Wilson about a local high school coach whining about racist referees after his team lost in double-overtime. Helluva night, I'd say.

I'm not complaining in the least, as I enjoyed just about every minute of it. Seriously. I particularly liked reading Jim's sidebar, as it was a fine piece of heads-up journalism that's sure to have the phones in here ringing off the hook tomorrow.

OK, due to time constraints, that's about gonna do it for today. Before I go, however, a quick running update: 30 minutes with Hodge this morning in Sterling at the Rail Trail, keeping it nice & easy and flat the whole way. The Achilles was a bit tight and still squeaking, but other than that, no real major problems to speak of. I also pool ran for 30 minutes this afternoon, which didn't prove to be such a bright idea only 30 minutes after brunch at the Corner Cafe. Oh well, I've done worse. The plan is for much of the same tomorrow, minus Hodge's cool company and a stomach full of scrambled eggs, that is.

Take it easy.

Quote of the day:

They don't make 'em like that anymore.
- Co-worker Steve Brown, in a conversation last night about our grandfathers*

(*more on this in Monday's entry)

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