Grumpy

I am late to bed. For the second night in a row. Last night Dad was on TV. Well, kind of. He had to go get taped for a local cable-access television show, and Mom thought it would be fun to go along and "support" him. I told her what I thought of that. And so we left. And came back to get him later. By then it was my bedtime and so I didn't get to bed until late last night.

Tonight it was basketball. Mom would grab my hands and make me clap and say "Go Manu, go Manu." She behaved very strangely. "Come-on Tim. That was an easy shot." I really liked the commercials, but I do not get why anyone likes basketball. At the end Mom was happy, Dad wasn't sure, and I was really grumpy. I am going to bed now.