Three days into March and I’m done with it.

March 1 we had Super Scary Tuesday. Scary because Trump won in so many places. His own party is freaking out. This morning Trump called into “Good Morning America” and proceeded to talk about his support for the use of waterboarding. Like all his other crap wasn’t bad enough. Bringing back the use of torture? Wow. That’s going to make America great again? Ugh.

Tuesday someone rear ended my niece on 95 and instead of pulling over, took off. Nice. As I was typing her a text sympathizing with a explanation of how some people were just a-holes and there wasn’t much anyone could do about it, my favorite a-hole, Siri, changed my x’s and o’s I had typed at the end of the message to the word “coo” making it look, once again, that I can’t send a comprehensible text. I fixed Siri – I changed the voice to an Australian male. At least when he annoys me, it will sound sexy.

Maybe I can’t type so well in text messages because I’m getting old, a point that was clearly revealed to me this past weekend when I realized that this year marks the 30^th anniversary of me graduating from college. To drive this point home, my sister happened to send an article about how one of the dorms I lived in, which was relatively new at the time, is being torn down to build a newer dorm. That’s a one-two punch in the gut. You are old and so old, places you lived have to be torn down.

Real March Madness will be starting soon. At least for a bit, we can forget the craziness of the election and focus on something else for a bit. Focus on our favorite team where being an old fan is just as wonderful as being a young one, where the only torture is seeing our brackets collapse and when rabid fans turn into a-holes, just for a few weeks and then return to normal. I can’t wait!