I’m thinking about buying a drum set. I don’t have a whole lot of ambition to learn how to play, I just have neighbors I don’t really care for.
As far as news weeks go, it seems this week’s been pretty eventful at the Evening Sun. Big news in my coverage area includes consideration by the Town of Norwich to form its own fire department; the Pumpkin Festival is going to be a couple weeks earlier this year; and planning for a multi-million dollar affordable housing complex to be built in the State Street neighborhood is well underway. But this week’s completely distinguished, completely coveted (and completely made-up) plaque of recognition undoubtedly goes to fellow reporter Brian Golden for successfully putting together a newspaper on another Friday in Jeff’s absence. More impressive, he did it without the use of crayons, construction paper, and lots and lots of photocopying – I can’t say I would have been able to do the same. Oh, and he gets additional honors for his week-long coverage in some controversial murder trial or something like that…
How about a fun day at the airport to bounce back from such a busy week? Airport Day is Saturday and one needs not travel too far to see aerobatics exciting enough to make you wet your pants. I’ve never actually been to an Airport Day event, so I’m pretty worked up over this – it sounds like it’s going to be a great event and I’m so glad the county revived it. I’ve high expectations for the spectacle, most of them resembling scenes of Maverick barrel-rolling a fighter jet over the Pacific in the movie Top Gun… maybe I should lower the bar a little.
I read a strange article online last night of a Connecticut man who claims he was sleepwalking after being accused of robbing a woman at knife-point. I’ve heard of people doing odd things when sleepwalking before; one story of a woman driving to a nearby video store and renting a few movies (and not good movies. I think it was the Back to the Future trilogy). There’s another of a man who made a bowl of cereal to eat in bed and when he awoke in the morning, he found a trail of coco puffs leading from his kitchen to the bedroom. So sleep-robbery is possible I guess. I can hear the hands of criminals across the country slapping their forehead – Oh, if only OJ had thought of that. Maybe we’ll see an entertaining twist in the Wlasiuk trial this time around.