The Madness of March reached the Elite Eight stage with two more games to be played this day. Can't say that I'm as rabid about watching as I used to be. When a friend tosses an invite to watch a game at a new locale, hell I'm game. Why not?
Life is funny. What you think is important at 20, 25, 35, 40, and 45 radically changes. The priorities and the needs forever keep changing. Since the age of 5 baseball has always been a release, an escape, an outlet, an outing, and an experience. I can also admit honestly that attending live sporting events makes for a very rigid routine.
Watching a cold front shoot through North Texas is actually quite an event. Your first hint is this gray tint of cloud line that shoots on down from the North or Northwest. Fronts that traverse their way from the Rocky Mountains tend to pack a real toothy punch. The temperature drop really isn't the issue. Rather, it is the wind...
Today was one where North Texans awoke to a stormy cold morning. A far cry from the 74 degree splendor of Friday. Perhaps I shouldn't complain. Oklahoma was sitting at 72 and today they sit under 14 inches of snow. That's pretty harsh. Harsher than some women I know. It is a radical change and a reminder in Texas why you wait until mid-April before you place the winter clothing away.
I laugh when I think back to a band that is STILL being talked about in 2010. I speak of the Knack with 'My Sharona'. I hated that song in 1979. It's grown on me now.
Sunday, March 28, 2010 at 10:12PM