the squibix family blog

scheduling conflict

Because of her big race tomorrow, Leah wanted to go to bed early—like, at around 7:30. Still recovering from a touch of sickness on Thursday, I would have been glad to join her, except for a prior commitment: watching game three of the World Series, which like the other games started at the ridiculous time of 8:37 or something. At least this time there's the excuse of the Mountain Time zone, but still! If it's the goal of MLB to create a nation of zombies here on the east coast, then mission accomplished. Well, I'll be a zombie at least. I'm told other folks can stay up past nine and still be able to function the next day, but I just can't seem to manage it.

At least the Sox are winning!