Can’t Wait for Saturday
Got a super busy end of the year so I will do my best to be brief tonight. The next could of days are committed to hard core, super intense study sessions as I have my yearly simulator training next week. I have already been skimming everything but it is time to go deep and get serious. If all goes well, I will be home Wednesday night so that I can do all of the Christmas shopping Thursday so I am well prepared for Friday morning. Following the weekend, I am back out on the road for a week of work and will return on New Year’s Eve. Another short break and I get to kick off the New Year with another week of work. Busy times for busy people but that isn’t what I want to talk about tonight.
I am a super psyched, hyped-up, highly motivated, kid in a candy store who can’t wait for this weekend. Saturday is a day that has been circled on the calendar for a few months now. Most of you are probably thinking that I am talking about my Arkansas State Red Wolves and their fifth consecutive bowl appearance this time in New Orleans. Well you would be wrong. I have the DVR set up and the game will be recorded, but on Saturday night I have other plans.
You might be thinking that I am going to put my Dallas Cowboys in the number one spot and will be watching them on Saturday night as they host the NY Jets in a must win game for both teams. The truth is that I am actually hoping that Dallas loses and puts me out of my misery. All they accomplish by beating the Jets is get a worse draft spot. It wont get a minute of my television watching time. I might not even waste the time to watch the highlights on ESPN.
What I am so looking forward too, is my Christmas present to myself. I bought them about six weeks ago when they went on pre-sale. Yes, there is a movie opening this weekend and yes I have tickets. Now since I have kids and other life responsibilities, I am not one of “those people” camping out for the right to get the best seats in the theater. But I will be there on Saturday night with hundreds of thousands other crazed super fans of the greatest series of movies in the history of movies. I feel like Pee-Wee Herman after 42 No-Doze, a six pack of 5-Hour Energy and a cup of coffee.
When I got my tickets, the girl who took my money asked if I was taking my kids.
I said “No.”
“Grand-kids?” She asked.
“No, one is for me and the other four I am going to sale on EBay.” She looked at me like I had three eyes. “How old do you think I am?” I replied.
“You’re pretty old with the gray hair and stuff. 55-60?”
“I’m 46 you fool. I’m too young to be a grand-dad.”
“My grandma is 43.” She replied.
I pointed at her pregnant belly and said. “You mean Great Grandma.”
She didn’t laugh.
Anyway, if you are looking for me this Saturday night at 7:05 PM. I will be that guy who is face deep in a box of buttered popcorn and slurping on the large Coke, munching on the Whoppers, while watching this year’s Oscar winning movie; Alvin and the Chipmunks.
Until next time, keep on rockin.