In six weeks, half of the current calendar year will be finished. It will be time to take stock of accomplishments and setbacks that have occurred so far in this fair year of our lord, 2008. Enough of that for now though, as it is still 6 weeks away with much to do.
Last weekend was exhausting. One of Jacqueline’s roommates from Italy came for a visit and while we had a good time and she is a cool girl, there wasn’t a lot of downtime left over after entertaining all weekend. And now as we are heading into another weekend of grand activity, all I can think about is crawling into bed and staying there for a few days. Perhaps one of these weekends can be a little less energy intensive and allow me to catch up on much needed mental health reparation. No rest for the wicked however.
So tonight, we will load up our coolers full of beer and high hopes, and boom north to Baltimore. Apparently, Rachel not only scored us box seats for the game (clutch since the weather prognosticators say it will rain) but also a free in-game bar tab as well. So there goes taking it easy tonight I guess. Either way, rain or no rain, we should have a good time as we have good and motivated crew. I have been doing my research on horses this weekend and I think I have a decent shot at not losing much money betting on horse racing tomorrow. Mental note: remember to bring a pen. We have infield tickets, so I expect to return to our home base tomorrow night completely covered in mud. I can just imagine what all day rains and 100,000+ spectators are going to do to Pimlico. Either way it should be a good time and I am especially glad that I self-vetoed my pledge to drink only boxed wine that day. I think that would be an exceptionally bad idea given that we will arrive to the race field about 8:00am…
There has been some negative backlash after the filly Eight Belles went down after the Kentucky Derby. People say that horse racing is barbaric, outdated, and simply too taxing on the horses. While I must respect their opinions, I cannot agree. Hundreds of horse races occur every day. Rarely does a colt or a filly sustain injury. It is just the last two years that grievous injuries have occurred on the biggest stages of the sport. Now we have funds and charities set up in the names of the fallen horses. I am all for charity in most shapes and forms, but I think people should pay more attention to what is really important in the world instead of concerning themselves with such inconsequential and inane drivel that is spoon-fed to them by way of popular television news services. Make your OWN opinions about things!!! Seriously, in today’s “look at me” society, one would things that more value would be placed on individual ideas and points of view. It is a travesty that the “cookie-cutter” rationalisms and idealisms are so quickly taken up by the general public (talented cattle). The facts are out there people! Quit making it so easy to be duped!
Well…Now everyone can take a breath. A little venting there I guess, but DC is like that sometimes. Actually, while I am in the mood, I will address another dagger in my heart concerning the American Public at large. American Idol and Dancing With the Stars. Who fucking cares? I want to yell this at friends and metro patrons alike with such vehemence that they would swear it was religious fervor. God have mercy on the souls that ask what I thought about Idol last night. I. Do. Not. Care.
Okay this time I am serious. I am done with the anger management. However, I am now tired and have errands to run before the weekend odyssey begins.
Live in triumphant reality.
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