Saturday
On Saturday Bambi invited over her friend Nirmal to beat me at chess. I lost both games, but had some very excellent positions and chances, the types of which only a master could screw up. Nirmal didn’t really gloat too much after winning, which leads me to suspect that he thought winning was easy. That’s okay, he can think that. I intend to really study the game and improve to the point where I can beat the guy’s who don’t shower in Harvard Square.
In the evening Ricco came over to make Perols. Originally I thought that Perols were some type of Filipino food, but we ended up having KFC instead. Heim, Lowenthal, and Woodward came over as well. I guess I should recount all of the funny things that were said, but there were too many, and I don’t feel like typing that much.
Listening to the BC-Maryland game right now. WEEI doesn’t have the game so I am listening to WZBC instead. The kid announcers are great, but I could really use some Sarandis about now. We’re up 56-50 with about ten minutes to go.
I realize this blog entry is completely dull, but for some reason I am looking for quantity over quality with this blog, as if that hasn’t been apparent already.