Falling Behind

It was a short and fast ride in the dark this morning in order to drop The Wife off downtown and get an early start driving up to Baton Rouge to pick up a little check for the Alma Mater. Hard to believe they would handle something like this with a paper check, but hey, what do I know? Somehow it just didn't seem like a good idea to entrust it to FedEx, or, heaven forbid, the U.S. Postal Service. Traffic coming into B.R. was backed up for ten miles, of course, but it was, in a way, rather relaxing sitting in the air-conditioned car sipping good coffee and listening to the radio. Anyway, I had a nice little meeting with the folks up there, stopped for another cup of coffee and an email check, and then drove straight back to our CFO's office. There was rejoicing throughout the land after I delivered the check. It lasted about half an hour. That brings us up to around $40M in federal relief funds at this point. There may be another $10M possibility, but that will probably be about it. The only problem was that all this driving around cost me half of the day and I was already falling way behind on a bunch of things. More computer issues at work, thankfully not my own, had me tied up for half the afternoon (Blackberry/Outlook sync problems probably caused by an attachment to an item in the task list), so it looks like I will be burning the midnight oil tonight because I absolutely positively have to get this presentation together for a meeting tomorrow. The real kicker was when Robin called while I was driving back from Baton Rouge to tell me that UNO was backing out of letting us use the course around the Arena for the Rocktoberfest race because they were afraid to irritate the people living in the FEMA trailers there. Spineless. Mau-Mauing the Flack Catchers should have been required reading. Anyway, the upshot is that we are scrambling to secure another course, which I'm pretty sure we'll be able to do in the next day or two, but I sure hate having things come down to the last minute like this. You would think that somewhere in this godforsaken city we could find a place to put on a little local criterium without major trauma. In the meantime, I got the official results for the Monroe races, found mistakes in the Cat. 5 LCCS results from the team time trial, and am still waiting for the official results from the St. Francisville road race, so I have a lot of LCCS scoring hanging over my head. Ordinarily I'd have done those things right away, but right now they are piling up, which I really hate.

Well, guess I'll have another Coke and get working on that presentation before I fall asleep . . . . .