Monday night football makes no sense on the East Coast.

I’m too used to seeing the Monday Night football game at 6PM. It’s over around 9PM. But people on the East Coast know it starts at 9PM and ends around midnight. Funny thing is that I’m actually tired already and it’s not that late.

Went to eat at Lee’s today. It’s kind of like Kentucky Fried Chicken but I bet it never made it outside of Kentucky. There were only two people working there, and they didn’t work together very well. The guy in the kitchen looked like the manager with a staffing problem, and the woman at the counter didn’t talk directly to him and he couldn’t hear a thing she said. I wonder if the unemployment rate is low here, because the people at the fast food place weren’t exactly top notch.
So, do you think I was down in the hotel bar with the single woman or in my room fixing the lamps and watching TV in my underwear? Did I mention I’m in room 420?

One thought on “Monday night football makes no sense on the East Coast.”

  1. If you like Indian, go to Ambar in the Gaslamp district in Cincinnati and order the Chicken Tikka Masala. I still have dreams about that dish…

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