A chap's entitled to a day off, now and again. It's getting quite cold up here in the mountains, so a day off involves snuggling up in bed for too long, then wrapping up and finding somewhere to watch TV. Actually, that's not quite true, because I put on some extra layers (this is not the most expensive hotel in the world), sat at the desk for a while, and settled into writing a story: about one of my Glasgows. "And about time, too", I hear you cry. Actually, these things seem to come at something like there own pace. There is certainly no forcing them. I even had to stop at several point on the way through. But it's a start.
Watching College football reminds me of the vast stadiums that stand beside every University I pass. They are all fifty-thousand-plus places. But the support is really a bit like rugby: it's people who have been to college. So it's doubly fascinating to watch NASCAR (the frightening oval "stock" car racing) on another screen and seeing some sparsely-attended meeting. NASCAR is a redneck sport. I guess the empty seats are there for the same reason all these bars are closng. Unemployment is now officially 10+%. The pundits say that could mean anything up to 17 or 18%. They say coming out of the recession will be bumpy. I think I'll just watch the NASCAR crowds as my guide.
The third screen was showing the local hockey team, the Pittsburg Penguins. They were playing "SJ". I thought it unlikely that the Sociey of Jesus would stoop to ice hockey, althought they were winning handsomely, so they were a possibility. When I asked, It turned out to be San Jose. Can you believe San Jose has an ice rink, let alone a hockey team. Well, they do, and they were winning, and it turns out they're top of the league. Life's full of surprises.
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