Not much to write about

Dear reader,
I apologize for going into Howard Hughes mode for the last three days. It hasn’t been very good for me, and I figured I should not be posting it, per the request of Brittany and Lisa.

The highlight of my week since I last posted Sunday from Garden CIty? A long, long drive north on Kansas HIghway 23. Seriously.

I left Garden City at noon Monday. I drove east on Kansas 156 and decided to go north on K-23, just to do something different. The scenery wasn’t much, just a lot of open fields, but it was something different and more interesting than what would have been if I would have taken K-156 to either US 283 at Jetmore or further east. I could have taken 156 all the way to Great Bend and then turned north on 281, but I figured taking 23 would allow me to see something new and get me to Interstate 70 at Grainfield.

I was home Monday night for the first time since July 21. With the World Series still going on–Monday was a travel day–the hotel rooms in Kansas City, at least those which were available, were outrageously priced. No thank you.

I hate being home on Monday nights. Not only because I miss Buzztime’s The Pulse, but because I also have trouble with my Tuesday workload when I’m at home. I often am later than when I’m in a hotel room, and this was the case again. I could not pull myself out of bed completely until after 9, and that put me behind the 8-ball. Fortunately, junior high stuff was over, and most teams only had sub-state volleyball and regional cross country, so it wasn’t as heavy a load as it would have been last month at this time.

I watched the first part of game six of the World Series, but I turned it off when the Royals scored seven in the bottom of the second. I knew there would be a game seven. And I had the feeling the Royals were going to win because no road team had won the World Series since 1979.

The work on Wednesday wasn’t bad. I needed less than four hours total to get all together once I finally woke from my slumber. The rest of Wednesday was torture. Not only was I stressing over the World Series and what I would encounter in Kansas City if the Royals won, I was totally upset over the upcoming elections. I am scared to death the left-wing candidates will win the big races for governor and U.S. Senate. The two leftists have not offered anything but to oppose everything their opponents stand for. I guess that’s the way progressives operate.

I needed to get out of Russell. I finally did at noon today after packing the car and voting. It’s nice to be back at the Overland Park Marriott. Now I have to get up before sunrise tomorrow and head southwest to Emporia for Smith Center’s latest foray into Class 2A state volleyball. Since it’s an even-numbered year,. I will have tomorrow night to myself. I’ll take that trade.

About David

I am a sportswriter for a group of weekly newspapers in small towns across northern Kansas. I grew up in New Orleans, went to college at LSU and wandered in the wilderness until Hurricane Katrina finally put me on the path to my current job.

Posted on October 30, 2014, in Kansas City Royals, Major League Baseball, Personal and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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