Ok, I made my picks at the eleventh hour and in 15 minutes. But, I did that last year too. But this year, I'm getting my butt kicked around. Or at least it feels that way. Maybe it's the way ACC teams keep falling by the wayside. Or the way all my 'gutsy' picks turned out to have been...um...ill conceived.
But it's a blast anyway. I took yesterday and today off. My staff and my boss think I'm amusing - for this reason at least. I'm glad Leenie is home now because I can start the beer drip.
We are having a snow storm, or at least a slush storm.
Hope all your picks are slightly worse than mine...
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Hey Mike Winkler. Rosalie, who happens to be 4, had put all her money on Penn... Now I bet you're feeling better. She's taken out her frustration by attacking her picks sheet with magic markers, scissors and scotch (tape that is).
I'm not four and I did that last year.
I use real scotch, though. I'm glad, SP, that Rosalie is in. Will we ever get your dad back?
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