Live and On Location

This post is brought to you from sunny (for the moment) Jacksonville, Florida. Since I'm on my parents' laptop with tempermental internet, I shall make this short. But believe me, I have plenty of material from our trip down IF I can remember it until I get home. For now, I shall post some quick "keys to the game" just like those fancy pants on ESPN. And by fancy pants I mean guys who couldn't hack it as coaches.

1. Alabama should run the no-huddle offense the whole game. J.P. looks a lot more comfortable and is certainly more effective when he can call the plays. However, I have confidence in this coaching staff to recognize that something is making Wilson uncomfortable within the offense this year and I have confidence they will fix it. I like the no-huddle though so I'm fine if we have to run that all year.

2. Stop the run... obviously. It is disheartening to see folks slashing up the middle against us. We're bending and not breaking but it's only the 5th game of the season and I don't know how much more they can take.

3. Score more points than the other team.

ROLL TIDE!

Pray for Crosby and his family

Hey devoted readers (even those who refuse to leave comments even though I made it possible to anonymously comment--yes, I'm talking to you!)...

Our friend Crosby is doing really good post-surgery but now his sister has a stomach bug. Please pray specifically for this to be contained so there won't be any hang-ups with his treatment. He's doing great but they can always, always, always use our encouragment through prayers. THANKS SO MUCH! (Jesus said "But that you may know that the Son of Man has authority on earth to forgive sins . . . . He said to the paralytic, 'I tell you, get up, take your mat and go home.' Then the paralytic got up, took his mat and walked out in full view of them all. Mark 2: 10-11)

PS-- I hope to post from Jacksonville but if not, ROLL TIDE and I'll be back after the weekend!

Quick link before beddy-bye

But well worth the read.

So much randomness, so little time...

Try to keep up, people! :)

1. Disclaimer: Real news story... not to be confused with something from The Onion.

2. I'm calling the ACLU!

3. Sarah Silverman is clueless (and lots of other un-nice things that I won't type.) I long for the days when comedians made you laugh because they were actually funny (novel as that may sound) and not because they were shocking! And note to Sarah, you're getting fat. Yeah, I went there.

4. Last but certainly not least, my cat "nephew" made the news.

The Sports Report

Brilliant! (PS- Marc Ecko for President!)

Not so brilliant!

Just plain hilarious!

Back So Soon?

Well, I'm obviously Supermom because I have managed to do everything on my "to do" list and then some because I'm back posting, right? Not exactly. Instead, my husband has had a change of heart and no longer wishes to keep me from my public. We came to an understanding... I will blog when he is not around (and no child is bleeding, no house is burning, etc) In return, he will not act worse than like a 3-year-old in need of attention. We shall see how this arrangement works...

And yes, to comment back to a fellow blogger/my sister, this blogging can be a little addicting... the power, the power!

Okay, so let's see... do I even have anything to post right now? Not really. We've been discussing this in our house and here's an article that explains a little more. It all vaguely reminds me of AHCK-madinejad's speech at Columbia yesterday. That president's intro started off all Ivy League but quickly turned public school on him. Oh no he di'nt! I won't delve into the free speech/hate-mongering platform debate at this time but write it down, I will gnaw off my own hands if one of my kids goes to that overpriced elitist school and actually applaudes a tyrant (who quite possibly is really a monkey) after an absurd speech. All apologies if I have offended any of you Columbia Lions who may have stumbled across this po-dunky blog.

Well, off to watch House and contemplate my next post (since that's apparently all I do these days!) Love ya, hon--mean it! :)

BONUS RANDOMNESS: Click Here. What the heck?

Bad News

This might be the last post for a little while. I can no longer ignore the compost piles in my kitchen, the dirty clothes that walked themselves to the laundry room, or the weeds running amuck (or amok if you please) in the space formerly known as a flowerbed. You see, we always live our lives on the go and that is especially true in the fall. So for now my husband has *ahem* requested that I go back to being the "darn good housewife" I previously claimed to be. (blah, blah, poor grammar I know) So I'm off to handwash all of my husband's clothes, clean the toilets with a toothbrush (his toothbrush--ha!), dust everything with a Q-tip, type medical records at 7.5 cents a line, eat bon-bons, and watch Lifetime TV. Love ya, hon!

Hopefully this will hold you over until my return:

Father of moonwalking dies. Perhaps he influenced more than just Michael Jackson's dance moves.

Hey, I'm not saying this is right or wrong--just funny.

A Houston fan seeks revenge on Oregon. Not really funny at all but most definitely random.

What goes around...

...you know how the rest goes but you can click here to set the mood if you like. And no, I haven't been hiding under a rock, just sleeping under one because we are T.I.R.E.D. Luckily, it was just announced that our next kick-off is set for 4 PM instead of the 7 PM slot. Thank God for the little things! So, I'll mostly post about football right now because that's basically what my weekend consisted of. My apologies if this is not your subject of choice. Feel free to leave me a suggestion for future posts in the comment section (anything to get a comment from someone other than my three or four very sweet and encouraging fellow bloggers--and please know, much appreciated as well!)


Well, to sum up the season: live by the touchdown pass to the corner of the endzone, die by the touchdown pass to the corner of the endzone. Yes indeedy, what goes around, comes around. However, since I am nothing if not blindly optimistic and an overall ray of sunshine (har har), I have decided to jot down the upsides to losing that first game of the season. Here it be*:

1. I no longer have to worry with exactly what item of clothing was the key to my lucky outfit. (This certainly would have become an issue as the weather cooled.)

2. I'm pretty sure no one will accuse our coach of spying after that game. If anything, Georgia had our numbers. Unless our secret agent was the Pink Panther, it's pretty safe to assume we had no mole in their practice camp. Whatever went down, it surely did NOT give us a competitive edge.

3. I'm also not really worried anymore about my hubby being tempted by the a$tronomical ticket values on the scalpers market. The profits from two scalped tickets to the UA-LSU game if we had managed to roll in undefeated to an almost-certain-to-be-undefeated LSU team could have cut a big chunk outta our addition loan and I'm not sure my hubby could withstand the temptation!

4. No last-minute scrambling this week to vote on espn.com for our game-changing performance. Well, we're still on there this week (cuz that TD pass from Stafford was pretty sa-weet) but let's just say I won't worry myself with voting.

5. No dangerous trips to N'awlins for the Sugar Bowl National Championship game. And let's face it, I've been there, done that, and have the ring to show for it! (Well, not really a ring since they didn't give those out to us fans but I do have a nifty t-shirt that I wore for years as my "lucky" shirt!)

*Okay, okay. If you haven't figured it out by now, I'm being facetious (not to be confused with smart-ay). It SUCKED to lose and every Bama fan worth their salt expects to win every game, every year. So it only works out that way every 15 or so years but if you aim for nothing you'll surely hit it! Hats off to the Dawgs for a good game and thanks for plunging the dagger in our hearts quickly... I hate quintuple-OTs--unless we win.

And back to football...

Ka-ching!

Some Cheery Randomness

Hopefully these will pick you up after a somber post (which is posted below because I can't get it to work the way I intended... please try to keep up me, folks... geez!) :)

Randomness #1 (I'm married to the Mr. Popcorn)

Randomness #2 (probably already seen it but it's a good way to kill 6 minutes)

Randomness #3 (that's how they do it in da 'bu)

And just for my Sesame Street cred, there's this. Wish I had more time but I gotta go...

Couldn't have happened...

...to a nicer guy. I think I've got it all figured out. Miami played inspired ball last night because all their collective problems can be pinned on Dennis Franchione. If Franchione hadn't bolted from UA, UA wouldn't have been forced to hire Mike Shula (Miami's golden boy since his daddy is their version of Bear Bryant, Mr. Don Shula) on the fly, fire Mike Shula a few years later, and then hire/steal their new (and previously beloved) Dolphins coach, one Mr. Nick Saban. So see, it's really all Franchione's fault... isn't it always?!? HOOK 'EM HORNS!

PS-- I tried to find some hilarious photoshopped pics of Fran but that's taking too much time. I'll post one if I ever dig it up.

Change of Pace

True to the title, this post won't have any splashes of randomness to make you smile but it's what's on my heart right now so I'm running with it...

The clip above is from the 1994 UA-UGA game, which is very special in my heart. I have a lot of good memories from that game. It's the first night game at BDS I remember (not saying it was the first, just the farthest back I can recall in my increasingly senile brain) and of course that game always makes me think of one of my good buddies from high school, the first real live Georgia fan I ever met. It was such a great game... great atmosphere, great competition, and ultimately a great outcome. In fact, until the game with Florida in 2005, this was the standard by which I measured all UA home games.

But what really sticks out in my mind when I think of that game is one of our tailgatin' buddies. He wasn't really a friend of mine seeing as he was a lot older than me (everyone was since I was, uhhh, in high school) but he usually hung out with our group before games. I remember him being around more often than not. He was definitely at this game and I remember his spiffy white Alabama shoes and smiling face as we passed him standing by a tree at Central High on our way to the stadium. I'm sure we exchanged "Roll Tides!" and went on our way, not knowing what a great game we were all about to experience. What we also didn't know was that it was the last Alabama game this guy would ever experience. He was shot to death two days later during a robbery. It's been 13 years and I still think about him sometimes when we walk past that tree. You see, this guy was on-duty as a police officer when he was killed... we knew him because my dad and all the folks we tailgated with were cops. His death hit me hard because it was really one of the few times that I had to face the dangerous reality of my dad's job (9/11/01 is one of the others but he had retired by then). It was also such a tragic situation: young son, pregnant wife, completely unnecessary situation. The shooter had gotten away; he turned around and shot this guy instead of just running. He died from AIDS a few years later in prison. I pray someone learned from his wasted life.

So as I sit here on a dreary day, thinking about this guy and that game while reading updates from our family friend whose 4-year-old son suffers from a rare and aggressive cancer, it reminds me how precarious life is... precarious at best. I could be screaming my guts out at an awesome football game tomorrow and dead the next. But you see, I'm fine with that because I know Jesus and His truth will set you free. And I'm telling you, if I didn't know Jesus, I don't think I could go on in this crazy world. It's my prayer that you know Him too...

PS-- Even though Jesus is the BEST NEWS EVER, there's some happy randomness above but obviously you've probably read them already since you're now here. Sorry, I couldn't get blogger to post these in "right" order.

Okay, seriously...

I HAVE to get some work done but I can't help but post about what I'm hearing on FNC right now. They've got some bozo friend of OJ's on there defending him. He just commented that OJ would not cop a plea in this case, saying "OJ would not go to jail for something he did not do." I think it would be more accurate to say that OJ would not go to jail for something he did do. Goodness I hope, oh sweet hope, that OJ decides to take this before a jury of his "peers." Hmmm, now let's see... how much does a small rental property in that jurisdiction cost???

Target Observations

Today I was in Target (Tarj-ay for you fancy folk), and I noticed a trend with the clothes... everything's ugly and, uh yeah, MATERNITY. I mean some of the fabrics are pretty and all but it's hard for me to fork over my hard-earned cashola for a nonmaternity maternity shirt. Let's face it... I'm 29 and my youngest is 3 1/2. When you add that to the fact that both my sister and sis-in-law each have five kids, there possibly some speculation regarding the stork and my house. These would only add fuel to the fire, my friends. So let me put any postulating to rest: No more biological kids are planned for us. Alas, I am spayed. That's right, after our youngest was born, Bob Barker and I had a good long talk and we decided it was the only responsible thing to do. Good thing my husband got me from the pound... they gave us a 30% discount on the procedure! ;)

Because folks,

Sometimes the randomness just writes itself.

Back At It

So I didn't get around to posting yesterday--mostly because of more urgent things requiring my attention and also because I don't recall seeing anything all that interesting. Nothing pops out at me today either while browsing the net but I do have several things on my mind. As promised, they are indeed random (and in no particular order):

1. This was for them. Go Big Blue!

2. If you tuned into my blog earlier this week, you should have found that little nugget of randomness that is Tim Tebow getting smooched by Tony Joiner. (See below in the Note from the Editor. Even if you already did, you simply MUST check this out.) Hey Aubs (term of endearment!), don't say this blog has nothing for you. See what everyone's saying about it here, here, and just for the fun of it.... here. I went to the FSU chatrooms looking for some sort of derogatory/humorous statements but I see that they are (wisely) silent on the subject seeing as their top receiver is Cody Fagg (*Correction aka "my bad": It's De'Cody Fagg, which is Spanish for really flaming.) However, I did stumble upon some in-fighting about what to wear to their game with UA. They have two whole weeks to think about it because, say it with me now, they have an OFF WEEKEND before the game. They sound like a bunch of girls... "wear gold and let's have a bling out" or "wear garnet, darn it." Then one of them said if they wanted to differentiate themselves they should wear (and I quote) "normal clothes because all the Alabamians will be in overalls and straw hats." Once again, that one's for you Aubs.

Oh yeah, while I was *ahem* researching the Tebow-Joiner thang, I found this article in the Detroit Free Press.

3. Okay, okay-- I know, something nonfootball: I don't know how to elaborate on the OJ sitch. As I sit here typing, they are waiting for him to enter the courtroom. Oh Jack Ruby where are you when we need you? That's right, dead. Since I've grown rather tired of OJ--at least until they find a way to sentence him to LIFE-- I shall entertain my thoughts on Britney Spears. Where to start, where to start... let's just say she deserves to lose her kids. We should save Sean P. and Jayden the trouble of becoming the world's youngest runaways. I can just imagine them riding that Power Wheels Hummer as far and as fast as that little 12-volt battery will take 'em, which won't be far with all those hills in Malibu. K-Fed (can you believe Fox News actually calls him that in their "reports"... I love me some FNC but I wish they would tone down the tabloid sensationalism) doesn't deserve these kids either and, for the record, neither does Lynne Spears seeing how Brit-Brit turned out. I'll take 'em... what's two more boys?

Okay, that's it for now because I've got to get some real work done. But before I go, here's some randomness per my sister's request, which made me think of this. Have a good one!

For My Beloved...

A Note from the Editor...

I almost typed idiotor because I'm a little slow on the uptake with all this blogging. I just now (the 17th) remembered to check the gmail account associated with this blog, where I found messages from four days ago. Sorry to those of you who emailed. I will try to be better about checking that account in the future, especially since I suggested that you email me if you wanted to know more about me (see margin-->). I also figured out how to allow anonymous comments so now you can de-blurk (cheeky blog lurker) and comment your little heart out. As a recovering blurker, I encourage you to take that next step and push the comment button. You'll be glad you did!

Roll Tide, Amigos!

I'll get my sister to show me how to embed this later. I'm in awe at its randomness. I'm pretty sure this video was filmed on Saturday night in Tijuana. If you listen really closely you can hear "Te amo, Senor Saban!" and "Viva La Matt Cadell!"

Now back to cleaning...

Fox News Alert!

Why is this such a big story? I'm more surprised that he hasn't been arrested for murder in the past 10+ years than the fact that "the Juice is in the can" again. I wouldn't be shocked to learn he's suspected in murders up and down the eastern seaboard (hey, why even limit it to that region?) but I be would SHOCKED to learn that any felony charges stick to this man. A conviction? That would be a real Fox News Alert...

PS-- I just heard Denise Brown (his ex-sister-in-law) compare this to Al Capone... interesting I suppose but I don't have that much faith in Vegas. Oh why couldn't this have happened in Alabama? We'd make this whole thing a state holiday.

Whew!

Well, let me just start off by saying that I am wiped. We kicked off the weekend with a parent-teacher conference (last minute of course but no complaints because the teacher was helping us by being flexible) then we were off to visit family that was here from Jersey. That was fun... it had been about 8 years and she had never met the kiddos. We headed home early this morning for church, and capped the weekend with a birthday party for about, oh let's see, 20 or so first graders. It was a great weekend but even my hair is tired. And good gravy, I wouldn't dare look in a magnifying mirror right now.

Was there anything else that happened this weekend? It feels like I'm forgetting something... (tapping fingers, scratching head). What?!?! There was college football this weekend? What happened, do tell? (Listening intently...) No friggin' way. That could not have happened. You must be mistaken. What, it was on Sportscenter? So Bama won one in the 4th quarter, huh? Coaching and execution worked in our favor?!?! Wonders never cease!

Umm, what did you think I was talking about? I'll have to browse the papers and catch up on the news. Think I'll start here...

One last one before I go...

File this under "I'd love to see you come over here and try" And no I don't mean that in a Bush-bashing way. I mean it in the Oregon-duck-throwdown-with-the-Houston-cougar way (see below). Have a good one y'all!

Quick Intro...

I know it's a little late for an intro since I've been all in-yo-face with the previous posts but I thought I'd at least drop a quick personal post before we head out of town. I'm glad you found me and hopefully you're stopping by often. I have a goal of posting once a day but that of course doesn't work during football season. I think my point in starting a blog was to brush up on some of my communication skills since I don't write many briefs or read many dissertations at my current job (I do however eat bon-bons and watch soap operas.) So here's to hoping I can make you chuckle at times and maybe, just maybe, make you think.

And there's this just because it wouldn't be a post without some sort of link. SHOCKING, I know. But since that's predictable and not at all random (OJ=guilty like....) here's a lovely slice of randomness for the weekend. ROLL TIDE everyone!

I really should do this for a living...

I noticed this as soon as my son got his promotional 2007-2008 SEC schedule. Actually, it was quite simple when all the games were laid out on a nifty little grid. I'm pretty sure he took it to school with him when they discussed patterns.

By the way, our open date is before the LSU game. A coincidence for Coach Preparation, I think not!

Stop the Violence!!!

It's hard to follow up a post with eunuch in the title. I mean, why even try? Because there's actually video of the worst mascot fight ever. I'm not sure if it's a fight or a mating ritual. Can you believe the duck was actually suspended over that? I think it's because he pretty much got whooped. All that nose-flickin' and hand-raisin' reminds me of junior high... sniff, sniff.

I'm sure with my first two posts I have impressed you with my maturity. I know the hub-unit will certainly be impressed. I do promise to bring you more substance in the future when I'm not in a state of sleep-deprived delirium. However, in that state the mascot video will crack you up. Now if only I knew how to add the Dear Sister song... (yup, a myspace crossover)

PS-- FYI, I'm obviously pandering to my only official reader since I haven't told anyone else this site is up and running yet but I will try to broaden my base at some point in the near future. And you're welcome, Stacy!

The Eunuch Bowl brought to you by Snap-On Tools

So I've procrastinated long enough in posting my first entry but this was just too much to pass up. How's that for my very first real blog post? I'm pretty sure with just the link and the title I have said enough. Me thinks there's no need to further perpetuate my image...