Note: not a sports post – It’s the maddest weekend of March Madness in the US. For those of you who are unfamiliar, March Madness refers to the NCAA (College) Basketball Championship in which 68 teams from colleges all over the states meet in various cities in a chance to be the last man (oops, there’s a woman’s version, too) standing a couple of weeks from now. By the end of the day on Sunday, 52 games will have been played and there will only be 16 teams remaining. Squeezing a blog post in between the myriad games on TV is difficult. Still, I promised not to make this a sports post. David and I are here at the newly renovated Island View Café to drown our sorrows over favorite teams, whose tournament play resulted in one-and-done results. We’re also going to try to deal with Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt:
“Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is ‘comp.’ Find a word that starts with or contains ‘comp’ and use it in your post. Enjoy!”
You’ll see in a minute why I had to ask Linda for a ruling, lest I get in foul trouble.
If we were having a beer you wouldn’t want to talk about sports.
“Don’t say it, Dan, don’t even say it.”
“OK.”
“Well, I’ll say it, David. I’m sorry your team did so poorly on Thursday, and I’m going to comp you a John Howell’s Special to ease your pain.”
“Neither of my alma maters even made it into the tournament, Cheryl…hint…hint.”
“OK, Dan. You can have a Corona on the house. But this better be the last I hear from you sad sacks.”
“Thanks Cheryl. And, according to that amazing Coming Attractions sign, it appears we will be hearing from our friend Teagan Geneviene next week. So, you’re off the hook until baseball’s opening day.”
“Do you want these cherries, David?”
“Yes. Of course.”
“Then ix-nay on the ortss-pay!”
“Pig Latin is so hard with words that end in s, but you did well, Cheryl.”
“Thanks Dan.”
“Well, I’m ready for Teagan, I just finished Dead of Winter – Journey Thirteen and I have lots of questions to ask.”
“Too bad, David. I told Teagan she could ask the questions.”
“What? Wait, you mean like a test? I’m not sure I’m ready for that, Dan.”
“Ha ha – it will only count for ten percent of your grade David. Besides, you have a week before she gets here, you should be up for the challenge.”
“Speaking of up for the challenge…”
“No more basketball, David! I can still yank those cherries.”
“I wasn’t going there, Cheryl, I swear – And, if I did go there, I’d really swear – I was going to ask Dan what’s going on, on his street.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I drove by, and I saw a guy riding atop the extended arm of a bucket truck stringing some kind of wire.”
“Oh, that’s Netspeed – the new Internet provider that’s coming to town later this year.”
“New? As in competition for Cox Cable?”
“Yep, and from the bill I see (OK, I hear about it from my wife) every month, it’s going to be like New Mexico State rolling into UConn territory.”
“Dan, I warned you…”
“And I warned both of you. You guys want another round since you’re not talking about basketball?”
“Yes please, Cheryl. I couldn’t resist busting my buddy. I’m sorry.”
“Do you really think they’ll be a lot cheaper than Cox?”
“It’s hard to know, David. If I get rid of all Cox services, maybe, but then I’m paying Netspeed, YouTube, Paramount Plus, Peacock, AMC Plus, ESPN Plus. It all adds up.”
“Don’t forget Netflix and Hulu. Here’s your beer and your bourbon.
“Forget Netflix and Hulu, Cheryl. Neither one offers enough content to make them worth what they charge.”
“I thought you liked watching all those old shows, Dan.”
“I do, but they’re gone. Paramount yanked almost all the CBS stuff and Peacock is getting ready to yank all the NBC stuff.”
“With all those options, Dan, it seems like you need to fire up the TV half an hour before your show, so you can figure out what service to use.”
“Precisely why I’d like to keep a minimal presence on COX.”
“How much will that cost?”
“Who knows. When I tried going with just Internet, the cost was more than Internet plus a minimal TV plan. TV with no Internet…might be more than I can afford.”
“You boys want any food?”
“I, um, well…”
“You stopped at Scooter’s, didn’t you Dan?”
“I did.”
“But you even said our fish and chips is much better now.”
“Their Cole Slaw is still better.”
“And whose bartender is better?” “We don’t need a tournament to decide, Cheryl, you’re the best!”
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