Weekend with spchrist

Friday:

• 9:00 a.m. - Woke up. Had breakfast. Washed face/showered/brushed teeth.
• 10:30 a.m. - Left for work.
• Noon - Started writing my boys basketball feature also my five players to watch and five games to see for the boys basketball preview. The deadline was 5 p.m.
• 1 p.m. - O.K. I really started doing my work.
  
• 1:30 p.m. - 4:30 p.m. - Answered like a billion phone calls. The phone usually does not ring before 5 p.m. in a sports department.
• 4:58 p.m. - Filed my boys basketball preview stuff and headed out the door to cover opening night game. Game time is 6:30 p.m.
• 5 p.m. - Made a few phone calls to friends while driving to the game.
• 6 p.m. - Arrived at gym. Greeted head coaches. Got starting lineups. Took some pictures for my work blog of fans in the crowd.
  
• 7:05 p.m. - The varsity game hasn't quite started since the JV game went late. !@#$%^&
• 9:05 p.m. - The varsity game ended...kid on winning team hit game-winning shot with a minute and some change left and winning team played good defense down the stretch.
• 9:10 p.m. - Called the office and gave them the score of game and then zoomed down the Garden State Parkway to the office.
• 9:35 p.m. - Arrived at the office. Asked boss how many inches for the story and went to my desk.
• 10:05 p.m. - Had writer's block. Boss asked how much longer on story. I yell back in five minutes. Outright lie. (smile)
• 10:25 p.m. - Filed boys basketball gamer. Started chasing down delinquent coaches that didn't call in games.
• 10:45 p.m - Updated work blog. Chatted with co-workers on a rough opening night.
• 11:30 p.m. - Looked at proofs of the boys basketball stuff.
• 12:12 a.m. - Drove home.

Saturday:

• 9 a.m. - W0ke up. Had breakfast. Washed face/showered/brushed teeth.
• Noon - Left for work
  
• 1:15 p.m. - Arrived in Toms River to cover a high school basketball tournament.
• 6:30 p.m. - Arrived at office. Started writing stories. Deadline is 9 p.m. for two stories and a basketball roundup of games that I didn't cover.
  
• 7:15 p.m. - Had writer's block.
• 8:55 p.m. - Stories filed. Roundup completed. Packed stuff and headed for the door.
• 8:56 p.m. - Boss walked over and said I still had one more task.
• 8:57 p.m. - Cursed under my breath. Sat down at my desk again.
• 9:30 p.m. - Finished last task. Gave the peace sign to the copy desk and walked out the door.
• 9:35 p.m. - Drove to New York City. The night of fun began.
  

Sunday:

• 9 a.m. - Woke up with a headache.
  
• 10:30 a.m. - Showered/brushed teeth/got dressed.
• 11:15 a.m. - Drove to the Cheesecake Factory to have brunch.
• 11:35 a.m. - Arrived at the mall and accidentally walked into a chinese food place instead of the Cheesecake Factory (obviously still exhausted from Saturday night's activities). Lol.
  
• 11:38 a.m. - Walked into the "real" Cheesecake Factory.
• Noon - Seated at the "real" Cheesecake Factory.
• 12:15 p.m. - Ordered french toast with ham on the side and a glass of orange juice.
• 12:35 p.m. - Ordered vanilla bean cheesecake. Disclaimer: I never truly liked the Cheesecake Factory before this visit. Actually, the Cheesecake Factory (albeit the Boston location) was the site of a very nasty argument with an ex-girlfriend. However, this weekend...the scrumptious vanilla beam cheesecake helped me exorcise those demons from the past.
  
• 12:45 p.m. - Paid the check and left with a doggie bag for the french toast and the vanilla beam cheesecake.
  
• 1:15 p.m. - Drove back to New Jersey with a gigantic smile on my face. Life is good!