Relative Something

What a difference a year can make. It’s March Madness time again, and for reasons that escape me, I have developed little interest in the drama this year. I am intrigued that the big college basketball tourney has failed to capture my attention, after several years previous in which I found myself trying to see every game. I’ve not filled out any brackets this year, so I don’t even know all the teams playing.

It turns out to be okay with me this weekend, as I am scheduled to be out of town with friends. We’ll be heading up to Hayward and I expect will do very little watching of sports on television. What else we will be doing is hard to know, what with the snow cover fast dissolving around these parts.

I sense, eating and the playing of cards. For me, this year it is March gladness.