So much for waiting. Ten minutes after posting last, my car was ready to go. Other than the high price tag, which was totally expected, it went well. I got a lot of work done waiting and my car purrs like a kitten without squeaking.
I’m assuming my father is in surgery right now. I hope it is going well. The cold reality of what could go wrong gripped me on the drive north on I-635, but I’m now at Buffalo Wild Wings trying to keep my mind on other things.
I met a couple of nice folks playing trivia at the bar. They were originally from Kansas City and had returned after living in Fort Lauderdale.
Tori is back behind the bar tonight. Liz is not working, but Jaclyn Blankenship, Rue Jean-Klapproth and Liz’s mother, Nadine, are here tonight, as is Lauren Cambiano. I haven’t seen them for a while.
Since I got here so late, I guess I’m staying until at least 9. Since I’ve got so much work done, it won’t be that hard to knock most of it out when I get back to the room and tomorrow morning so I can be back at Buffalo Wild Wings for 11.
It’s been almost four hours working on my car. I’m still at Morse-McCarthy Chevrolet. Lucky for me, I’ve gotten a lot of writing out of the way here. It puts me very far ahead for what I have to do tomorrow.
If I would have known it would take this long, I would have scheduled my appointment for earlier in the day. However, if I would have come earlier, it might have disrupted my work flow. Then again, I’ve accomplished a lot just sitting here. What else am I going to do?
I’m hoping to get out of here so I can make it back to Platte County and Buffalo Wild Wings for The Pulse at 7 p.m. I guess I could go in Overland Park if need be, although it would leave me with a long trip back home tonight.
My father is probably under anesthesia right now. His procedure is scheduled to start in 10 minutes.
Now I just have to get out of here…
I’ve been at Morse-McCarthy Chevrolet for an hour now while my Impala undergoes some big repairs. The mechanics found out something was amiss with my power steering, and although it’s going to cost a hefty price to fix, it has to get fixed, because I can’t be driving to Oberlin this weekend with a bum car. Just a fact of life with living in western Kansas and the job I have. Gotta have the car.
My father’s procedure at KU Medical Center has been pushed back to 5. Figures. Unless it’s emergency surgery, more often than not, medical procedures in a hospital will be done later than the appointment time. Not that he, my mother, or I are going anywhere today.
I’ve been productive waiting for the car. I knocked out a lot of typing of statistics, which is always a hassle. Wrestling and track and field have tons of results, and that is more tedious than one might think. Once those are out of the way, writing stories for those sports isn’t that hard. I also am fortunate this week that many schools we cover played one another, meaning I don’t have to do nearly as much writing and statistics typing as I might.
I find the Bluetooth keyboard for my iPhone allows me to type much more efficiently than the keyboard on my computer. It’s helped, both working and blogging.
The NBA postponed two games in New York City tonight because of the impending blizzard. Nobody gives a crap about the Kings and Knicks, and the Nets avoided a probably loss, since they were hosting the Trail Blazers.
One thing about Arizona: the NFL will never have to worry about snow. The only question is will it leave the roof open at University of Phoenix Stadium for the Super Bowl. The Cardinals control the roof when they are hosting regular season games, but in the playoffs, the decision lies with the league, and in this case, with Roger Goodell in particular, in consultation with the coaches and referee Bill Vinovich. I’m guessing it stays closed, which would be a shame if it were 60 degrees outside.