Wednesday, March 15, 2006

Wednesday

Busy day here. The Ides of March. "Yond Cassius has that lean and hungry look. He thinks too much: such men are dangerous."

Sorry to have made the literary faux pax yesterday. I'll try to be more attentive in the future. Glad you guys have the eye for grammar.

Final warning. All picks for all pools need to be in by 10AM CST tomorrow morning.

PV boys are playing this evening in Des Moines in a quarterfinal game.

The report from St. Paul was that classes went pretty good. That's good news.

A pretty ugly report on CBS sportsline.com about some shady game-scheduling and money transfers that included Iowa State among others. Apparently, some guy with connections to an LA junior college got in the business of being a clearinghouse to schedule non-conference games and made arrangements with schools that just happened to have players from this one JC. The hosting school would pay his company a fee to arrange a game (or games) which would include the appearance fee for the visiting school. The appearance fee actually paid by the clearing house to the visiting school was often considerably less than the fee paid to the clearinghouse by the hosting school. The clearinghouse dealt with only a handfull of schools, all of whom had a connection of some sort to the JC. It doesn't look real good from afar.

At dinner with the girls the other night at the Olive Garden, we got into a discussion about red versus white wine. I have reached the point where I very rarely will drink white wine. When I started drinking wines several years ago, I was into exclusively white wines, particularly the dry chardonnays and pinot griggios. I really can't remember what led to the change, but I think that it was just being out to dinner with friends at an Italian place and the guy ordered a red wine that tasted great. From there, it was a case of being out a few more times and ordering similar red wines and then buying comparables for home. In business, most occasions that serve wine will empasisze the reds. The acquired taste of red wine makes the taste of white wine a little blah. How's that for snootiness?

Roy and I joke about the "fine wine crowd" of buddies who now buy wine by the case and argue about the legs, bouquet and other characteristics of good wine. From the peanut gallery, we might ask,"Don't it taste good?" Let's hear it for a nice ice-cold beer!

There was a time in the Air Force in Dover that I dated a gal who was into what I now know was cheap, white wine. I drank it for the summer that we dated, but once she was gone, so was the wine!

All for tonight. Thanks for reading. Be careful out there


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