Under normal circumstances this blog is not to represent things outside of the realm of athletic feats of excellence, but this one cracks me up.
My mom texts me tonight to let me know she has an extra ticket for the Rutgers vs Fresno State football game on Monday. 1) I don't care about this game and 2) It's Labor Day and clearly I have to be back here for numerous reasons. I let her know this, and say that if I were going to go to any game this weekend, it would be the inaugural Maryland vs Delaware game. She claims she "didn't know they were playing." I said, impossible, we had this exact discussion a few months ago.
Then she goes on to tell me, "did kev tell you danny paden is a dad?" Kev is my brother, Kevin, and Danny Paden is his friend from grammar school. In other words, he is 3 years younger than me and not my friend. I text back and said my sister (who visited today) already told me.
She then says she is going to send me the picture of this little baby. I text back and say "I already saw it, I don't really care, all babies look alike."
A few minutes later she sends it anyway. Delete. Thanks for wasting $0.25 for the picture message, mom.