So, Saturday morning I'm minding my own business mowing my front lawn when Sergio, my neighbor across the street comes over and asks, Do you want to go to a football game? I thanked him for the tickets. I asked Ken if he wanted to go to it. We were just below the box seats on the west side of the stadium about the 50 yard line. I have never had such good seats! I looked for Gene and Spencer, but didn't see them. I hope that had good seats as well.
On a side note, I have noticed on my blog, since I added the traffic monitor, that there are actually people finding short stories on my blog! So, I have decided to continue my reviews of short stories.