Saturday

This is me modeling my special stadium hat. I had high hopes of marketing them to disgruntled fans, but I seem to have been foiled again. I went to a football game today. We lost. I was wearing a special hat that I had prepared for the occasion, based upon my experience at the last game. Read here. I took an old hat and cut the top off to make it easy for the gate stooges to see I was not sneaking alcohol into the game. As it turned out my one-man protest was unnecessary, because they weren't checking hats this week. I like to think my indignant emails had something to do with change. Earlier in the day, the lovely Mrs. Sneed and I were nearly broadsided by a woman in a van who decided to make a u-turn from the center lane of traffic. I followed her into the shopping center where she was headed intending to give her a piece of my mind. Before I could do that, she leapt from her van, with two elderly people in tow, apologizing profusely, and leaving me looking like a cretin. What can you do? Beyond that, not much happened. Sneedlet is here for his Saturday visit and is jumping on me while I type this post. Merle. Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong and sometimes just full of it. Tag: Daily Life Personal Finance Humor