Josh's Crossfit team finished third at the regionals which earns them a birth at nationals in July. Aubri's text message said in points they finished in a tie for second but the tie breaker policy puts them in third. No problem since it still gets them to nationals. I'm eager to hear a full report when they get home.
ESPN2 covers that competition, so we may see him on TV. (That's Josh on the far right.)
Sarkozy lost his bid for a second term as France's president, losing to Francois Hollande, the Socialist Party candidate. Hollande has promised the people of that financially troubled country that he will expand the number of govt. employees, increase govt. spending, and raise taxes.
Yeah, that oughta fix things.
A plan only the French could buy.
Hollande also says he feels no attachment to NATO, which is an indication of his age.
What's the worst car you ever owned?
I think ours was the Vega hatchback. Hung gallon containers of 10W-30 from an IV pole on the fender.
When my cell phone says the call is from Pam I will answer it, especially if she's halfway across the country, unless doing so would be a real faux pas. So when she called five minutes before church started I took the call. She knows what time it is and where I am, so I assume something must be seriously wrong.
Uhm, maybe not. She took the 3-hour difference and figured it the wrong way. I realized that as soon as she cheerfully asked, "How are you?"
"I'm at church."
Silence.
"OH MY! I'm sorry. I'll got the time difference wrong. I'll call later." (click)
During church I got a text from my younger brother (which I didn't look at until after we were done) that said my mom has been taken from the rehab center back to the hospital because of internal bleeding. They'll do a second surgery on her shoulder only if they can't get the bleeding to stop using non-invasive measures.
I don't like being 1200 miles away.
Joe Biden being Joe Biden. I'm guessing David Gregory (Meet the Press) loves having him as a guest. He almost guarantees a national headline, and he didn't disappoint this morning.
I've been watching playoff hockey, mostly because it's the playoffs and there isn't much else on. (The NBA no longer interests me and the Dbacks are stinking it up.)
Professional hockey is the antithesis of professional soccer. Hockey players go all out all the time, for three 20-minute periods. Every guy on the team, if he's on the ice, is working, all while wearing 15 pounds of equipment. They fly from one end of the ice to the other at full speed, and then do the same back to the other end. Hockey defines the term frenetic.
When hockey players get injured they play hockey. Unless they have body parts laying on the ice they play through. If they're cut and bleeding they go back to the locker room, get stitched up, and then go play hockey. They pile drive each other into the boards, shake it off and play on. Sometimes one of them takes offense, they drop their gloves and start swinging. The refs stand back and let them get it out of their system, only stepping in when one of them can't fight back.
Flopping?
FLOPPING??
I get tired just watching NHL hockey. Then I turn over to a soccer game and nap.
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