To accommodate the crowd going downtown to the Patriots' victory parade and Rally here in the city, the MBTA increased train service this afternoon so I arrived home from work ten minutes earlier!
To balance this, however, for the sake of my only regular reader, (Where the hell are you, Deuce?) there was a downside to the Pats' winning although it was extremely minor. Last night, they broke into my Simpsons rerun to have live coverage of the Pats getting off a freaking bus in Foxboro. Hmmm. This was almost as bad as that time Channel 3 in Hartford broke into my father and my past lunch time routine of The Young and the Restless to show our president get on his plane to leave Connecticut. Who gives a crap!!! Of course Al had to describe the moment in detail. ("There he goes up the steps...")
Lady Vader will be the only one to appreciate, even remotely, that I met him once at a Wolf Pack game. In my capacity as Event Staff, I was charged with babysitting a group of Cub Scouts from Wallingford. His grandson kept throwing things over the side of the balcony.