I can breathe a sigh of relief – I won week 6 in our company
football pool. The irony is that I
almost won last weeks, but changed my Monday night pick at the last
minute. If I hadn’t, I would have had
the most points and instead it came down to the tie breaker (closest combined
score for Monday night’s game) and I lost.
And then this week, I changed my Monday night pick at the last minute,
but this time it worked! It came down to
the tiebreaker again and I was only off by 4 points. I triple checked it this morning when I found
out and still didn’t believe it until I received the official email
congratulating me. Now I’m on a high and
envisioning getting back into the game and not only winning next week and being
the first person to win two weeks back to back, but also sailing ahead in total
score for the season and taking home the big pot of money at the end of the season. Wishful thinking but one can dream. Of course, I’m now torn. I had done some statistical research this
summer and developed a new technique.
But by week three I wasn’t doing so well so went back to my old method –
picking based on location. I pick the
places I lived first, then where close relatives live (Ohio, Dallas, Phoenix,
DC, Florida) and then it’s a mix of places I’ve visited, where we have offices,
and in some cases what radio shows I like.
For example I’ll pick Minnesota over Tennessee, neither place I’ve
really visited, but I like Prairie Home Companion which is based in Minneapolis.
In other news, I’m reminded after my trip overseas that Boston is
a tourist destination too. I sometimes forget
and take the place for granted. One morning
I was coming up from the subway and there was a gaggle of German tourists. One group stopped me for directions and at
the end I wished them a good day in German.
I don’t know if I got it quite right or if they were just surprised to
hear German from an American – they gave me a strange look.
And I’m seeing more touristy stuff, like bike rentals. There were all these bikes locked up on the
bridge, which I’d never seen, and clearly was part of some tour guide
thing. And this is after noticing a few
new additions to the bottom of the channel – don’t they seem like pretty decent
bikes that got dumped? Makes you wonder
the back story.
And of course, we have the world famous corn maze in New
England. I went this weekend with Cece
and the god-children. The maze was
amazing. We were in it for almost three
hours and in the end had to take the short cuts to get out, so technically didn’t
finish the maze. They have these viewing
stations you stumble upon periodically, but you can’t really see the way out
since the corn starts to blend together. And the maze is huge - you can barely see the edge. Beautiful fall day and I always am reminding myself, although beautiful
in my neck of the woods, it’s good to go out to suburbia where it’s full on
autumn in the country – with the rolling hills and vibrant colored trees.
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