Met Steve at Buffalo Wild Wings Saturday afternoon in the hopes of circumventing Fox Sports' arcane MLB rules, but alas, no Red Sox-dang Yanks game. Fox was allowing the St. Louis game in our area, and that was that.
Guess what? Next week: Same thing. We'll get the Cardinals and Cubs again. Red Sox-dang Yankees playing at the same time on Fox? Not so much. When will we ever be truly free? This Orwellian rule is why the world hates us.
Instead, we feasted on wings, mozzarella sticks, onion rings, nachos, ribs, popcorn shrimp, potato wedges, and then whatever we got as a meal a few minutes later. Surely we left tremendously greasy stains on our boxes as well. Steve played once, feeling that after coming from behind to beat me that he had achieved all he wanted to, and bowed out on top like "Seinfeld." Alone, I whipped the rest of the bar patrons myself the next two hours, even making the top five for the month on my final try.
Then work, which was a long night due to the NASCAR race starting at 7 p.m. central time, pushing our normal 9p newscast to 11p, meaning I didn't get home until after midnight. That would two-for-two with Fox Sports attempting to ruin my life. I have Rupert Murdoch's email address, and I WILL use it!
Speaking of Fox, I would be more impressed by the new Fox show "Drive" if what I know to be the lush green view from the Florida and Georgia highways didn't look exactly like the same two-mile stretch of California desert. Not a lot of money going to location shooting there.
I feel that I'm only watching since I'm at work anyway, which doesn't bode well for the rest of the season. Besides, now that we're in the market, Val and I are now addicted to house shows, especially those involving home buying and selling. All of which have me wondering why, after all these repairs and fixes, the sellers even want to sell anymore? You wanted to leave that crap, and now it's all better! Just once I'd like to hear the host say at the end, "Turns out, at the end our sellers laughed at us and said 'Thanks for our new home!' and we're currently in litigation."
On a gorgeous Friday afternoon we drove all around Bartlett doing some househunting. For a couple watching their finances, I'm finding that we're awfully picky about what we want (if you guessed "They want, nay, have to have a jacuzzi tub," then congrats, you know us well).
We're also judgmental of sellers. Here's a tip if you're selling your home: Keep a box full of fliers for potential buyers to take with them, because we're not writing down your address or information on the sign in front. You're dead to us. You might as well be putting a sign out front that says "Free to next walk-up," and we'd pass because we couldn't put our hands on a piece of paper. Just so you know.