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Today is the Fleadh at last! I haven't actually gotten my ticket yet, but since I doubt it will sell out, it being hard to sell out an outdoor festival, I decided to buy the ticket at the door in order to avoid Ticketmaster surcharges. Too bad there'll be no Billy Bragg or Squeeze or Great Big Sea this year, let alone the fact that it's only one day rather than two, but it looks like a gas anyway.
Conversations during the basketball game last night:
Me: "Look at them, they're wearing skirts! I like it when they show clips from the seventies and the guys are wearing those little hotpants. As they should!"
Fran: "Good D!"
Me: "Wasn't that traveling? What is the rule now, 43 steps is okay but they nail you on the 44th?"
As you can see, I'm a little distracting to watch basketball with!
I got many answers to my "What the fuck are board shorts?" questions yesterday, mostly from Australians, as they are apparently real surfer apparel, not invented for the current commercials, but the best answer came from Matt (hey! Another journal spouse!) who said: "I think that board shorts are the next step in Old Navy's plans on putting people in the most repulsive clothing possible and making a quick buck." Mystery solved!
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