Family Day: The Calm before...
...the storm. That's an understatement if I've ever heard one. It snowed some last night, so I went downtown to enjoy the white stuff a little bit- and to buy Fall Out Boy's first CD in an attempt to win some inspiration for my almost novella. (And yes, it is an 'almost novella.' At 14,363 word, it's just a wee bit short of the 15,000 words which apparently make a novella. Or at least that's what I've been told.) Anyway, inspiration was not forthcoming, and the roads looked pretty slick, so I called into work and offered to come in for awhile, so our guard that lives in Kalona could go home early and beat the weather, so to speak.
Friday night was, as a result, somewhat boring. But I earned some cash, which was nice.
And now we come to this morning. It was fun- we got to see the old Kinnick Press Box get blowed up- which was really neat. The just toppled it backwards into the lot on the west side of the Stadium, just like that. (Check out the webcam!) They didn't sound any alarms or anything before hand, so everyone was kind of caught offguard- there's was a loud BOOM and then everyone's camera jerked up and started snapping. I think I managed to get it on the way down though.
And now, I'm in work early again, listening to Katrina and the Waves singing about walking on sunshine, and waiting for the hell to start. I don't know why they insist on allowing millions of screaming children into Art Museums, I really don't.
Lol, and now the boss (who looks almost exactly like this dude. Seriously, it's kind of scary.) is about to do the 'Numa Numa Dance' to prepare himself for the day ahead.
Anyway, some predictions: It snowed last night, and it's pretty cold today, so I'm going to come down from my moonshot guess of 1,000 people today. I think I'm going to stick with a solid 800, which is good because I never win the attendance pool at these things, so it'll probably be less than that.
Number of kids that we can make cry: hmmm, we have a mixed track record with that. It's usually not many. I'll say 5.
I probably won't have time to blog during the actual event, but I'll do a (very boozy!) aftermath post when all is said and done.
Friday night was, as a result, somewhat boring. But I earned some cash, which was nice.
And now we come to this morning. It was fun- we got to see the old Kinnick Press Box get blowed up- which was really neat. The just toppled it backwards into the lot on the west side of the Stadium, just like that. (Check out the webcam!) They didn't sound any alarms or anything before hand, so everyone was kind of caught offguard- there's was a loud BOOM and then everyone's camera jerked up and started snapping. I think I managed to get it on the way down though.
And now, I'm in work early again, listening to Katrina and the Waves singing about walking on sunshine, and waiting for the hell to start. I don't know why they insist on allowing millions of screaming children into Art Museums, I really don't.
Lol, and now the boss (who looks almost exactly like this dude. Seriously, it's kind of scary.) is about to do the 'Numa Numa Dance' to prepare himself for the day ahead.
Anyway, some predictions: It snowed last night, and it's pretty cold today, so I'm going to come down from my moonshot guess of 1,000 people today. I think I'm going to stick with a solid 800, which is good because I never win the attendance pool at these things, so it'll probably be less than that.
Number of kids that we can make cry: hmmm, we have a mixed track record with that. It's usually not many. I'll say 5.
I probably won't have time to blog during the actual event, but I'll do a (very boozy!) aftermath post when all is said and done.
posted by Tom @ 9:42 AM
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