Clinton, South Carolina, Saturday, May 9, 2015, 7:30 p.m.
Today two lawns got mowed, and my iPhone died a slower death than I thought.
Now there’s a NASCAR race scheduled, and I’m supposed to write about it. It’s in Kansas City, and I am at home. I get paid to do it from afar every single week, so I’ll be creating an assembly line that will have me chip away and assimilate as information becomes available … if information becomes available.
Maybe they’ll get it in tonight. Maybe they’ll get it in tomorrow. Maybe they’ll get it in Monday.
Today I realized the implications.
I’m going on a trip later this week. I needed to get the lawns, mine and my mother’s (about a quarter mile away), done. I figured I’d get it done this weekend, no problem, because the race was Saturday night … unless it’s Sunday.
Or, I could get it done Monday … except it’s supposed to rain here on Monday. And, quite possibly, Tuesday.
I got it done today, and I trimmed some bushes, and by the time that was all over, I was tired, so I came inside and poured myself a Diet Pepsi over ice, and picked up my phone, which had been charging while I was cutting grass, and the phone was dead, so I drove to the next town, Laurens, with my phone, and the nice fellow there got it on again and showed me how to do a “soft power-up,” which didn’t seem very soft because I pushed on two different buttons at the same time for 15 seconds.
I had to “soft power up” twice more, and then the iPhone went completely dead, and that won’t work anymore, so I’ll be going back to the cell-phone “store” again tomorrow in the off chance that I don’t have a race to watch that was rained out tonight.
They’ve started. Hallelujah. I’ll reserve the hosannas for later.
My only good move was having Diet Pepsi in the refrigerator, because Dr. Pepper and Diet Dr. Pepper have spun in quick succession, and everyone knows that soft drinks that spin on TV will spin in your stomach.
I just came up with that hypothesis. It’s been one of those days.
Joey Logano was leading rain by about 30 minutes, and the action was so intense NASCAR had to throw a caution.
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