It roars like a lion and doesn’t stop. Out like a lamb? I think the lion will eat it.
I’m not much of a sports fan, but hubby watched the UT men’s basketball team make it to the Sweet Sixteen. I don’t watch because I’m afraid to jinx them, although I’m not superstitious. Weird thing though, any time I watch my alma mater play any sport, they start losing. No basketball for me. I’ll get a safe play by play as he watches.
The thing with March is…it marches, a line of 31 bass drums lined up, mallets beating to the rhythm of time. Drum, thump-thump, drum, thump-thump until we’re done, staring at April left in its sound wake.
The beat goes on.
Nerds Beget Nerds 
Definitely feeling the relentless beat of March in this slice and in my neck of the woods. Wishing your team luck.
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Other people I know agree about March. Must be spring fever & looking forward to summer break.
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Hook ‘em!
We’ll be cheering on both the men and the women!
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Hook ’em! Same here, but I’m scared to watch. Maybe I’ll watch with my hands over my eyes.
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It’s definitely been a different kind of March for me this year…and the drums are getting louder by the day. I’ve been watching a lot more PBS and “StarTrek” reruns, just can’t bring myself to have basketball background noise on the television.
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In addition to having nonstop tasks at work then more at home. Almost there.
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