Pre-Game Jitters

Yes, it’s 4:57. Three-and-a-half long hours until the Sugar Bowl and Ohio State’s match-up against the Alabama Crimson Tide.

I could never be an elite athlete, and not just because I have a complete lack of talent, skill, and athletic ability. I totally lack the temperament needed to play sports beyond the recreational level. When a big game is coming up, like this game against Alabama, I get jittery even though I’m only a fan. I can’t imagine what the players and coaches must feel like.

And the time seems to drag, like I’m a kid watching the classroom clock hit 3 p.m. Sigh . . . It’s just 5:07? Seriously?

The 2014 Blog Report

The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog.  It’s another reason why WordPress is such a great platform for a humble family blog, and reminded me of how much enjoyment I’ve had writing posts.

Here’s an excerpt:

The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 59,000 times in 2014. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 22 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.

Click here to see the complete report.

Completing The Circuit

IMG_4481Last night we decided to celebrate New Year’s Eve by attempting our inaugural German Village pub crawl.  With the help of our friends the Bahamians, and stoked with some tasty appetizers Kish put together, we first hit Barcelona, then the Olde Mohawk, followed in order by Lindey’s, the Beck tavern, and finally dinner at the Sycamore.

Although it was a very cold evening, our little crawl worked well.  None of the establishments are very far apart, and the crisp air felt good as we moved from place to place.  Lindey’s was so packed that we couldn’t even get in to the bar area, Barcelona was busy and had a good jazz trio performing in the corner of the bar, and the Mohawk and the Beck gave us neighborhood bar respites from the New Year’s Eve crush.  We also got to have our first delicious meal at the Sycamore, where we counted down to midnight and 2015.  By the time we legged it home, the new year seemed bright indeed.

Happy 2015, everybody!