Played some cards with my parents and siblings. Went to dinner at 5. Had beef on kimmelweck. Oh go was it awesome.
Had one of my brother's wings - again, awesome upstate ny delicacy.
Back home by 630. Asleep on the couch by 7. Slept through 9. Then went to bed. My dad - snoring so loud the paint was peeling. Up at 1040. Tried to go to the living room where my brother is sleeping. Almost asleep - he starts snoring like a jet engine taking off.
Karma, I guess, is a real bitch. All of the people tortured by my snoring through the years are laughing their asses off at me - and that is the sound I actually hear. I tried sleeping in the bathtub. You can hear my brother through the wall. And he has no bathroom fan (how is that possible?).
So I figured watch the end of the Heat Bulls tilt - nope. He has no cable. So I am, to put it mildly, out of luck.
It is 1220 and I cannot sleep. So I shaved. WTF ? Might as well. 630 am I need to be on the road to interview 8 kids for one scholarship. Good crew this year. One old classmate's kid. Kid's other parent must be Stephen Hawking if my old classmate is a parent and this kid is top 10 in the class.
I guess Chris Bosh actually did something tonight. With that miracle already accomplished I guess God is too tired to stop the snoring here for 30 minutes so I might drift off to sleep!!!