Boats, blues, and BBQ...and white people dancing

So my buddy and I went downtown the other night to this riverwalk thing we have in town because we have a shared love of guitar music and smoked meats. We were not disappointed. Or kind of. Some of the bands sucked my ass, but the food was all amazing. So much so that we ate a lot of it. A LOT of it. We went to the first bbq tent we found and ordered up a couple of massively stacked bbq pork sandwiches with onions and peppers. Scarcely five minutes after downing those, we found ourselves attacking a pair of turkey legs. It might not sound like that much food to you, but it was. Trust me.

But on a much more amusing note, Dave Chappelle was right on with his sketch, "White People Dancing." Just watch this video and then imagine what would happen at a riverwalk blues festival with a crowd of about 50% white 50% hispanic people in attendance. It was pretty funny.

That was tiring...

I remember the second time we went through Kansas this past tennis season; we played I think five matches in like four days. It was pretty rough on everyone, and because we play singles AND doubles, it makes for a lot of tennis.

This trip wasn't that bad. Not even close. But it was still really tiring. I played four matches in about two and a half days, and I split sets in two of them, one of them was a pretty tight little straight set match, and one kind of got away from me. Anyhow, the good news is that I finally won a little bit and got through to the semi-finals in Men's 4.5

singles.

I played the top seed and lost in three sets. It was kind of stupid -- I was gassed by the second set. I played OK in the first set and won 6-4, pretty decent little set, but then after that I just started to play like ass and lost. Simple: You don't play your best tennis against a good player, you lose. I'm really glad that I went on the trip though. It was a fun experience in a cool little city, got to see some friends, meet some new players, get my ass kicked around a little bit...hmmmm.

Tonight I started court supervision at the City Park here in Pueblo. It is by far the sweetest job at the park -- I'm sure of it. Especially this week. The city is resurfacing the park courts next week so we are not charging any court fees or anything for two weeks. I am leaving next Wednesday, so that puts me in a perfect little span of time where all I have to actually do is inform people that come to play that we will be charging two weeks from now (when I will be thousands of miles away). You see, people get pretty cranky when I try to collect a $2 court fee from them. Some of them grumpily pony up the two bucks, some of them just get mad and leave, and some of them threaten me with violence. Oh well though, I won't have to put up with it for a while!

I just remembered that I took a few pictures of the courts and stuff in FoCo. They are not anything special -- I made no effort to take cool pictures, I was just snapping things off in a hurry. But whatever. The park that housed the tennis courts was an amazing place. Everything was so green, and the park itself was huge.

The thing I liked the most about the park was that the road to the courts was not a "through" road. At our park there is a road that goes all the way through the park and encourages cruising. At this other park, the road only went so far and then there was a parking lot. No one could cruise by and shout at the players, people didn't drive around and smoke...blah blah.