Okay, I have tried to be an adult.
I blogged about a different sport. I watched reruns of tennis matches already played. I even ate jelly beans for lunch.
But I am PISSED! I bought tickets to three sessions of the US Open this year, and so far two of them have been rained out. The rest of the tourney? Gorgeous, sunny days and clear, calm nights. But when my tickets kick in, monsoon weather arrives in Flushing, NY.
It makes me whiny, obviously. I wait all year to sit outside and watch the greats play, and then — boom — bad weather comes and washes away my plans. There may be a break in the rain for an hour or so this afternoon, but the weatherman doesn’t look very confident.
There is no morale to this story, or lesson learned, or even a clever quip to end this tirade. I just needed to spew.
Hmmm…wonder if there’s any golf on?
well that stinks.
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