I’m headed to Portland, Oregon, and it’s Saturday and I’m going to wake up on the West Coast of the U.S. on a Sunday during football season, which means I can watch the 1 p.m. games (East Coast time) at 10 a.m. I remember years ago my friend who lives in L.A. telling me about how you can watch the first football game of the day on TV while you’re eating breakfast and still have the whole afternoon available to you. I’m going to experience that tomorrow. (Publishing this from Denver airport during long layover.)
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