The Things I do for Blogging

TOday I saw the online blog poll at MGOBLOG and decided I wanted to join. So here, I'll write about college football.

Guys already flushed
John Bunting
John L. Smith

Guys getting ready to be squeezed thru the sphincter:
Larry Coker
The dumbass at Kentucky

The Wind and my son

What a wonderful opportunity yesterday. We got to see "The Wind in the Willows". This was put on by a high school cast. It was great. However, I am excited about the word I am hearing that my son is interested in the lead in the play. Not the lead role, but the girl who is playing Toad. Nice girl. He's now interested in frog legs.

What would you do?

Lately, as my daughter is blossoming before my eyes into a young lady that boys are talking to, I am reminded of a short story I read many years ago, "The Lady or the Tiger". In the story, it harkened back to ancient Rome, and its' form of justice, where a man's guilt or innocence was decided by opening one of two doors. Behind one of the doors was a beautiful lady, whereby he was found innocent, and lived a life of ease and happiness. Behind the other door was a tiger - sentence pronounced, execution carried out immediately.

What does this make me think of related to my daughter? Well, my carpooler & I have mused over his daughter applying for a job at Hooters. Now, this is a moment: your daughter tells you she's got a job.

Then she tells you it is at Hooters.

Now what goes through your mind? Either a) I've got a daughter that's hot enough to work at Hooters, or b) My hot daughter is working at Hooters, and Al Bundy types are going to be ogling her?

I have not ventured to think what my response is. I wonder what the father of Jenn Sterger is going through right now. Poor man.



www.jennifersterger.com

My beautiful children

Enough said.

Original Smack

OK, in my own weird way I'm in my usual routine, opening my good book for my daily inspiration before the day gets going good, and I turn randomly to the story of David & Goliath. David is at first given the armor of Saul, but removes it, and goes down to do battle with Goliath. Goliath says he'll take David's flesh and feed it to the fowls of the air. David responds back that he'll take him out, and cut off his head.

The rest, is history. David scores the first upset special recorded. What's the moral: Never underestimate your opponent, and beware of the smack you talk.

Maybe this message needs to go to the University of Miami.

Greetings from Norway

Here I am in Norway, and soon to be in Germany. Weather here is cool. It sucks to have to be in Germany in the middle of October. But, I won't be able to watch American football, more likely something like Chelsea vs. Barcelona, or Arsenal vs. Man U.

But it's a job. Hopefully LSU will run up points on Fresno State like they're playing pinball.

The mad fan

Good one from Tommy Sylvest.

What is the forty?

40 days Goliath of Gath presented himself to the Israelites. 40 days and 40 nights it rained during the great flood. Lent is 40 days. 40 is a pure number. ?

Here's to the Gators pt II

As if the Tigers needed any other motivation, UF has scheduled them for Homecoming. And Jenn Sterger is acting as the Queen! Utter stupidity.

Props to Tom Sylvest for his artwork.

The best use for Alligators

In honor of LSU's game against Florida this week, at The Swamp, and in honor of Orson & Stranko, here is the best use for an alligator.

The Tiger Fan Oath

Tiger Oath

Body: I __________ solemnly swear to do the following to ensure that I remain a member of the most passionate, intimidating, and sometimes scary fan base known to man. I agree to DO the following:

1. I will always cheer for LSU in sound levels that would make a banshee proud....and deaf. I will agree to do this whether in Tiger Stadium, at an opposing stadium, in front of a TV, at a bar/restaurant, or at a friend's/family member's wedding/funeral with strategically placed ear phones.

2. I will wear purple and gold to games. I will NOT, however, under any circumstances wear purple and gold camouflage overalls, pants, or hats.....EVER. (You do indeed still have to wear pants, I'm talking to you, Livingston Parish!)

3. Speaking of not wearing camouflage overalls, don't wear overalls at all. If that's all you own, you might need to examine the fact that you might be a Mississippi St. fan or a member of Dexy's Midnight Runners.

4. I will continue to tailgate in a way that is representative of my school's perennial National Champions of Tailgating title. This means good food, good music, lots of alcohol, and great people.

5. When tailgating, I will not devote more time to the centerpiece than I do for preparing food. If this is the case, I might as well become an Ole Miss fan. They are big believers of style without substance.

6.. I will invite visiting fans to our tailgate spot and give them a hard time before taking them in as one of our own, feeding them, and getting them drunk.

7. I will NOT act in a way that promotes the negative stereotype that LSU has bad fans.

8. I will NOT boo our players while at games. I can boo college coaches and NFL players and coaches but NOT college kids. Remember, if they don't receive a paycheck, I can't boo them. I can, however, boo Alabama and Tennessee players because they all get paid.

9. I will not leave a game before the 5 min. mark in the 4th qtr unless LSU is up by 21 or more, and I/someone with me is: vomiting, bleeding, and/or stricken with hysterical blindness. Beating traffic is not a viable excuse until I reach age 80.

10. I will continue to believe that Mike the Tiger's roaring before a game has everything to do with his school spirit and nothing to do with a human in a tiger costume that Mike can't stand. (*ahem* ignore this part... I'm cute and fuzzy)

11. I will stop trying to start a wave. Waves are for soccer or Tulane fans.

12. I will cheer for our team on offense but only when the play is over, the team needs to be able to hear when in the huddle and when lining up for the snap. On defense, I will constantly scream at the top of my lungs, like a nine year old running from Neverland Ranch.

LSUnpredictable

LSUnpredictable

The days are getting bad

Just trying to recover from the worst month of my life this week. Things are bad with a deadbeat tenant who hasn't paid rent in a while, and who has forced me into bad financial difficulties. My wife is upset, naturally, but I have requested since last October that she get a job.

Too much. I am really depressed.

Another day

Went this past week to Las Vegas, but did not drop money at the tables. Went to take care of a sick father-in-law. I still have problems with some of the attitude of health insurance where they like the idea of the system "From each according to his ability, to each according to his need." I think I will give them all a copy of 'Atlas Shrugged' to read, and see what happened to the employees of the 20th Century Motor Co.

But, today was a bad day. Lots of problems have manifested themselves in major problems. Will write more later, and will make it a point ot do a lot more writing.

Hello Walls

Working on a dashboard with Hyperion rep today. Trying to teach the kids how to think like an executive. They don't quite get it. But, they are eager.

New Day

New day once again - still reading edsbs.com, but lessening time on there. Son has to get his correspondence courses done so he can get his shit together. Daughters are doing great. Wife has to pick up.

Out looking for a job, and turning into an IT type guy. Reading a lot lately on what IT guys do, and IT performance measures. We could apply the stuff at Baker, if only someone wanted to listen. But alas, I can say woe is me, or get 'er done.

My answer to Orson & Stranko

Here is Urban Meyer in his true form.

Trying this

Try this stuff - it works.

www.mymangosteen.com/friendswood

Friendswood Texas Xango

Donya Easterly Friendswood piano teacher!

Bastard Sons: There Is No Horse in Football

Bastard Sons: There Is No Horse in Football

Experimentation continues

Trying to see if this works ok