Aug 25 2006

Forwarded to me by a fellow football fan….

Subject: Football in the South

Planning for the fall football season in the South is radically different from up north.
For those who are planning a football trip south, here are some helpful hints:

Women’s Accessories:
NORTH: ChapStick in back pocket and a $20 bill in the front pocket.
SOUTH: Louis Vuitton duffel with two lipsticks, waterproof mascara,
and a fifth of bourbon. Money not necessary - that’s what dates are for.

Stadium Size:
NORTH: College football stadiums hold 20,000 people.
SOUTH: High school football stadiums hold 20,000 people.

Fathers:
NORTH: Expect their daughters to understand Sylvia Plath.
SOUTH: Expect their daughters to understand pass interference.

Campus Decor:
NORTH: Statues of founding fathers.
SOUTH: Statues of Heisman trophy winners.

Homecoming Queen:
NORTH: Also a physics major.
SOUTH: Also Miss America.

Heroes:
NORTH: Rudy Guliani
SOUTH: Herschel Walker

Getting Tickets:
NORTH: 6 days before the game you walk into the ticket office on campus and purchase tickets for $25 each.
SOUTH: 6 months before the game you walk into the ticket office on campus and put name on waiting list for tickets after paying $2500 and wait to see what seats you will get.

Friday Classes After a Thursday Night Game:
NORTH: Students and teachers not sure they’re going to the game, because they have classes on Friday.
SOUTH: Teachers cancel Friday classes because they don’t want to see the few hungover students that might actually make it to class.

Parking:
NORTH: An hour before game time, the University opens the campus for game parking.
SOUTH: RVs sporting their school flags begin arriving on Thursday for the weekend festivities. The really faithful arrive on Wednesday.

Game Day:
NORTH: A few students party in the dorm and watch ESPN on TV.
SOUTH: Every student wakes up, has a beer for breakfast, and rushes over to where ESPN is broadcasting “Game Day Live” to get on camera and wave to the idiots up north who wonder why “Game Day Live” is never broadcast from their campus.

Tailgating:
NORTH: Raw meat on a grill, beer with lime in it, listening to local radio station with truck tailgate down.
SOUTH: 30-foot custom pig-shaped smoker fires up at dawn. Cooking accompanied by live performance by “Dave Matthews’ Band,” who come over during breaks and ask for a hit off bottle of bourbon.

Getting to the Stadium:
NORTH: You ask “Where’s the stadium?” When you find it, you walk right in.
SOUTH: When you’re near it, you’ll hear it. On game day it becomes the state’s second largest city.

Concessions:
NORTH: Drinks served in a paper cup, filled to the top with soda.
SOUTH: Drinks served in a plastic cup, with the home team’s mascot on it, filled less than half way with soda, to ensure enough room for bourbon.

When National Anthem is Played:
NORTH: Stands are less than half full, and less than half of them stand up.
SOUTH: 100,000 fans, all standing, sing along in perfect four-part harmony.

The Smell in the Air After the First Score:
NORTH: Nothing changes.
SOUTH: Fireworks, with a touch of bourbon.

Commentary (Male):
NORTH: “Nice play.”
SOUTH: “Dammit, you slow sumbitch - tackle him and break his legs.”

Commentary (Female):
NORTH: “My, this certainly is a violent sport.”
SOUTH: “Dammit, you slow sumbitch - tackle him and break his legs.”

Announcers:
NORTH: Neutral and paid.
SOUTH: Announcer harmonizes with the crowd in the fight song, with a tear in his eye because he is so proud of his team.

After the Game:
NORTH: The stadium is empty way before the game ends.
SOUTH: Another rack of ribs goes on the smoker. While somebody goes to the nearest package store for more bourbon, planning begins for next week’s game.

Nothing else in the universe comes even halfway close to the glories of Southern football!

Aug 23 2006

Last Tuesday, as in not yesterday, we had the AFP4 ( I think that’s what it’s called) screening done which tests for down’s syndrome and other health issues.  The test back yesterday and ’twas negative.  It’s a relief.

People keep asking what gender I want but I truly want a healthy child first which in a way sounds selfish.  The child will be a blessing regardless.  If I had my pick I would have a boy and then have our next child be a girl.

I’ve started talking to my wife’s stomach so the baby can get used to my voice.   I don’t have much to say yet, things like ‘your favorite teams are the Lakers, Hokies, Redskins, and IU basketball.  I sang it one of my blues songs as well…

Aug 16 2006

How many wetting incidents have occurred due to button-fly pants?

Aug 15 2006

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Aug 11 2006

Ok, ok, I’ll admit it.  I broke down.  I talked a lot of trash to a lot of folks and now I’ve got to eat my words.

When the Xbox 360 came out, I formally denounced it.  ‘Nay I say to that monstrosity from Microsoft!’  After all, I was a loyal Playstation fan.  Nothing could change that. Playstation took me in after being orphaned by my Dreamcast and treated me as one of it’s own!  The Playstation traveled with me and was none the worse for wear.   Through the ridiculously inhumane winters of Boston, to the sultry summer in Winston-Salem, like the Jackson 5, the Playstation was there!

Then it happened.  Exposure.  July 4th.  Charleston, South Carolina.  We’re visiting old friends.  We arrive at their nice home and after a few minutes I notice a gaming console.  Unknown to me yet strangely familiar.  ‘Is that an Xbox . . . 360?’, I inquire of the lady of the house.  Positivitory!  That’s not what she said but that is beer influenced vocabulary.  Not really a long story short, I played that 360 for a good 60% of our waking hours in Charleston.  I was hooked.

Fast forward to August 10th, 2006.  I had told Mrs. Xpinionated that once I found a job, my congratulatory gift to myself would be the purchase of an XBox 360 and associated game and hardware.  I received an offer of employment yesterday that I have every intention of accepting.  On my way home, I called my wife to explain to her that I was getting close to an exit that provided access to a Best Buy.  I wasn’t asking permission per-se, I was just informing her of possible decision making processes occurring.  In any case, my call went to her voice-mail….red team go, I repeat, red team go!!

As I’m perusing the merchandise, my cellular alerts me to communication efforts from my spouse.

“Are you still in the store”, she asks.

“Uh, yeah.  How are you?”, I counter smoothly.

“Are you buying it?”, she inquires.

“Um, er…..yeah man I’m gonna get it” I say breaking down.

“Fine, whatever, just pay for it with your severance!  And if you get that then we have to get an entertainment center!” she demands.  Somehow, when I get something she gets something.  However, when she gets something….it’s a toss up.

All this is to say I love this damn thing.  PS3…taking entirely too long to hit the market and I have been promptly scared off by the price of it.  This isn’t to say the price of the 360 wasn’t daunting but what Sony is estimating is ridiculous.   The graphics on the 360 are breathtaking, the operating system and Xbox Live are more than entertaining in their own right.  I’m still working on the streaming media part but overall I’m impressed..

Ohh, the wife is done playing gotta go!!!