Morals vs. Reality vs. Needs

Cutter's Log - Stardate 1102.41.30
Current Song - That's All (Genesis)

I had a horrible time at the State Tournament this weekend. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't concentrate. I couldn't write. I couldn't shoot. I couldn't ask questions. I couldn't follow by itineary, and I could barely drive to and fro. What's worse, I left my camera and home and couldn't use it on Friday. I had to borrow Bill's.

Right now I'm writing this longhand at work. I didn't have enough energy to write the story when I got home. I really need a laptop. however, laptops cost money, a lot of money, which I do not have. Oh, and a Wi-Fi card, which also costs money.

I was so poor over the weekend that I could only budget $40.00 for the weekend. That's not enough for a hotel room. I had to drive home on Friday night to get my camera and type and post stories. Four hours sleep.

What's remarkable about this is that I had Bill's help for the 1A grind. The only think I was doing during Newark's run was shooting pictures. Bill had been having camera problems lately, and I told him I'd try to fix his. So that was the ONLY good thing I was able to accomplish over the weekend.

I had mine for when Newark won State. Here's where my day got worse. I couldn't get good pictures of the awards ceremony. My team picture had to be taken at an angle because there were so many parents and family in the center -

Morals vs. Needs vs. Reality - Respectfully, I should let the families have their moment, without me butting in and distrupting their moment. The moment is about them, and not me getting that picture. That's the morals. The needs is the perfect picture. As this great debate is going on inside my head, time is passing by. We all had to be off the court at a certain time. The result of this is a team picture that is slanted, facing right.

I am extremely disappointed that I didn't get a good picture. This pained me for the duration of Saturday night. My head was in scrambles. Oh, and that promise of that bet, we didn't eat at Hooters because the place was too packed. So that threw off plans. But saved me $20.00 - kind of, because I had to drive back and forth one more time than planned. The money went toward fuel.

I'm still writing this longhand at work (it's being typed at home presently) and can't wait to get home and write that story!

I felt like a pinball in a machine after the final game I covered. When I got back to my car, I couldn't even muster a "Whew!" because my brain was still a scramble. I could only make it to the rest stop on Route 40 near Camp Grove (the one with the old truss bridge) and napped there for 2 hours. When I woke up I was really cold, and my blanket wasn't much help. So much for sleeping in my car overnight.

I don't ever want a weekend like this again. However, there is a good chance that I'll have to do this again. Rock Island and Auburn may advance.

Over the course of the weekend, cue the Duel of the Fates music.