Oct 03, 2007 21:33
Football season is, metaphorically, a well.
And I'm a little girl trapped at the bottom. 'Cept ain't no Lassie-like being coming to save me.
But I'm tougher than the metaphorical little girl I've made myself into for the sake of the metaphor. I have a Wii (and soon, DDR for the Wii), bartender friends at the nearest bar, and only two more months of this junk until basketball kicks in the life in The South resumes its decency.
IN OTHER NEWS....
1) This about a month late, but seriously, Channel 12, why ditch "Scrubs" at 2 a.m. for "The Cosby Show"? Really. You're killin' me. Not only was "Scrubs" awesome late-night TV viewing, but "The Cosby Show" sucks and blows and blows and sucks. It is not a suitable replacement. Couple that with Cartoon Network's decision to replace the 1 a.m. "Futura" slot with some crap called "InuYash", and what had been an All-Star late-night lineup is mediocre at best. For someone who lives during those hours (from about 12:30 to 3:30 a.m.) my late-night viewing matters. Damn you TV executives!
2) Although I haven't gotten free drinks from my new favorite bartenders, they do make my drinks better than they used to, and they've introduced me to some new good ones; a "Tall White Bulldog", which is a "White Russian" with Coke, and a "Grateful Dead", which is similar to a Long Island, in that it's got a ton of stuff in it.
3) It's race week, which means the local bar A.J.'s becomes a hot spot for redneck groupies, rednecks, and fantastic people watching. I'm considering going there every night that the race is here (Thurs.-Sun.), and I might not survive. This is a bar we go to once about every three months. If that. It's crazy.