Saint Patrick's Day in Kansas City turns out to be a severely over-hyped holiday. The parade was pretty tame. The bars are way too packed. And people that start drinking at 8:00 a.m., while wearing hats like this, are just asking to be called idiots.
I recently joined Scott Fitness and have worked out four times in one week. I wish I could say that I can already feel being lighter, but that's not the case. But I do have more energy, so that's good.
Yesterday there was a big-time potential scare – my dvr's hard drive quit on me. Luckily, there was only a new-peat of The Office and a boxing match on there. I exchanged it for a newer model at the cable store. I can now watch recorded HBO shows without an audio hiccup (I knew the customer service lady was nuts when she said it was HBO and not my dvr).
I know this will be unpopular in Kansas City, but my disgust with KU basketball fans has started to increase again. When words like "inferior teams" are being tossed around there's evidently something wrong with your outlook on sports. I'm sorry your team lost, ours did too, but there's still some good games to watch. Good fans, you know who you are... keep being cool.
Taking a cab from Westport to my loft costs around $10. This is because there's a flat $2.20 fee and then $1.70 per mile. So it shouldn't matter if the driver is driving super slowly while yelling into a phone in a language I've NEVER heard before, right? Wrong. At stop signs and stoplights the meter was still running.
Levi, my cat, had her front claws removed recently. She also lost the ability to have baby cats. It doesn't seem to have affected her. She likes to sleep in between my comforter and sheets. It's cute.
Oh yeah, I had a Coke yesterday. It was my first of the year. And it was delicious.