The math wasn’t going to work.
It was 10 years ago, in March 2012. Suzi’s father and I picked her up at the train station, from where we were going to the University of Rhode Island to see the UConn women play an NCAA Tournament game.
But the math wasn’t going to work. We were going to get there late — maybe five minutes late, maybe 15 minutes late — but we were going to get there late.
And then Suzi’s dad took off.
For the entire time I’ve known him, which is more than 20 years by now, he has never been an especially aggressive driver, except this one time.
This one time, he tore down the highway. It might have been frightening, if it weren’t so exhilarating and so shocking. I don’t know exactly how fast he was going — I didn’t look at the speedometer — but I’m pretty sure it would have drawn the attention of local law enforcement had any been around.
From definitely getting there late, we were early enough that we could grab a bite to eat before the game started.
He had literally beaten math.
What I wrote
A bad day at work triggered my imposter syndrome, which I thought I had basically come to terms with. The worst of it seems to have subsided for the moment, and I’m working through it.
Stuff I read
Over at Smelly Socks and Garden Peas, Molly writes about her and her husband losing the life they had before his cancer.
I’m not going to spoil it, but Graham’s progress on his New Year’s resolutions is the exact reason I don’t make them.
What insights did Rosie learn from getting her palm read?
Fran came across an … interesting … money-making opportunity.
In honor of turning 29, Renata shared 29 things she learned the past year.
Jeff was once part of a successful insurrection.
If you’re having trouble enjoying life as it is, Mari suggests thinking about a video store without much selection. (Trust me, it makes sense, and I’m probably underselling it badly in an attempt to briefly summarize it.)
Austin has me wondering … do I have a user’s guide that Suzi uses to figure out what to do with me?
Speaking of relics of my childhood like video stores, Colin went deep on another one … The Pepsi Challenge.
Meanwhile, Aaron tries a new flavor of Coke, and I wonder where these companies get their copywriters from.
Giggles can’t stop touching her face.
Becky lists what she can’t leave the house without. What about you?
Lori is “just a mom,” but being a mom has meant different things over the years.
Michelle has an interesting idea for the Olympics. I’m not saying I agree with it, but it is interesting.
River learned an interesting way to declutter.
Tweets I liked
As someone who’s left-handed, with the occasional weirdness that entails, it still boggles my mind that once upon a time people actually tried to make you change.
I much prefer that to people laughing at me, plus I do some crap that’s so silly, I can’t help but laugh.
I don’t drink, so easiest yes ever.
No … well, not physically, anyway.
A Silly Place 
Thanks for sharing, Bill ☺️
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My husband is left handed and was also whacked on the hand in school for writing that way, though thankfully he’s not as old as Babe Ruth. Probably why his penmanship is almost unreadable today though.
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And that has never made sense to me. I know we left-handers are weird, but still …
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Thanks for the shout out, Bill!
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Thanks so much for sharing my guest post on Smelly Socks and Garden Peas! Fab round-up post (I love this idea).
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Thank you! It was something once because I didn’t have anything else to write and was bored. Will Leitch does something similar with his own stuff, and I’ve always liked it (in part because he’s terrific), so I figured I’d try it, and people like it!
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Ally Bean sent me over to check out your blog. I enjoyed the read. Life is,, indeed, full of quirky little gems worth blogging about.
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Thank you!
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