A little over a week ago I dragged Amanda down to Alabama for the Ole Miss game. It was fun. Kim was nice enough to let us sleep on her floor and nice enough to let me store my Bourbon in her freezer.
We spent most of Friday on the road, which wasn’t so bad… it’s so much faster with two people. On the way down, Manda was following closely behind some idiot who decided that 73 was an appropriate speed for the passing lane of the interstate. Said idiot had two worn bumper stickers on his car: “My God is an Awesome God” and “Jesus [Hearts] You”.
After an inordinately long time, he got the hint, tapped his breaks and swerved into the left-hand lane. As we passed by I looked over and he flipped us off. I found that somewhat amusing, so I pulled out my notepad and a sharpie and wrote, in large letters: “God Hates Obscenity”. We happened to pass him again a while later and as we did I showed him the sign.
You may not believe this, but he actually flipped us off again. It was a very angry flipping off, too. I prepared another sign “That’s Not Very Christian of You”, just in case, but we never got the chance to use it.
Tuscaloosa was Tuscaloosa… except that they apparently have new restaurants, a billion new dorms, and a poorly thought-out fountain, which they placed in the middle of the student-services plaza.
Two important things happened on Saturday: First, we won the game. After the game I said “Well… this year every win is a victory.” Apparently Yogi Berra is my muse. The second important thing that took place was the consumption of a medium-to-large quantity of alcohol. It’s just not a game weekend without that. A third thing also happened: I got a really tacky new hat (one that I simply love). That picture is misleading… the contrast on the houndstooth is much sharper
Sunday Manda got to meet my second family: Abby, Matthew, and the Morrises. Predictably, they all loved her. Even though their team, Georgia, had suffered a homecoming loss to her Alma Mater the day before.
Good weekend, I think. Got to see some folks (though, as usual, not nearly enough of them) and we won.
October 24th, 2006 at 7:54 am
Hopefully you meant to say that you put your Bourbon in Kim’s ~fridge~ and NOT her freezer, otherwise I’d venture to say that you would have been slurping Bourbon slushies LOL (Actually since I don’t drink all that much, maybe good ole Kentucky Bourbon doesn’t freeze?!)
Sorry I didn’t take the time to wade through your blog earlier to ascertain that you were a 2nd yr law student at IU - Bloomington (which is very interesting cuz honest I have a cousin who is a ~retired~ Prof from there. She lives in Normal. It never ceases to amaze me, that despite the vastness, it IS a small world after all.)
As to the guy with the pious bumper stickers, maybe he bought the car used and was too lazy to scrape them off. Or on the flip-side, just goes to show you, being an ass isn’t reserved for the sinners.
Here’s a bumper stick from the UFO Watchtower in Hooper, CO. ~Buckle Up!! It makes it harder for the aliens to suck you out of your vehicle~
This one is always good for tailgaters ~Back Off!! I’m out of estrogen and I have a gun!!~
For the animal lovers from Adopt a Greyhound ~40 mph couch potato on board~
One of my favorites ~Do not meddle in the affairs of Dragons, for you are crunchy and good with catsup…~
Lastly ~Somewhere in Texas a village is missing it’s idiot~
October 24th, 2006 at 9:27 am
It gets colder in the freezer and things with high alcohol content tend not to freeze… and when you’re drinking mid-level bourbon, the colder it is the better… Jim ain’t sippin’ bourbon.
October 26th, 2006 at 6:18 pm
I hope you meant you had to drag Amanda instead of having to drug her.
October 26th, 2006 at 7:51 pm
You have a point, though I thought I was going ot have to drug her.
October 27th, 2006 at 6:23 am
So would that be Jim’s cousin Jack from the hills & dales of Tennessee then? LOL Sorry, I’m unimaginative and usually just stick with a smooth Caribbean blended (with those cute little umbrellas) for those rare festive occassions when I’m not the “DD”!
Yo ho Yo ho, a pirates life for me… Oh I meant “There’s nought no doubt so much the spirit calms as rum and true religion” Lord Byron
And before completely leaving the topic of bumperstickers, I forgot to add this one…
For the politically correct environmental sportsman: ~Hug a tree, save a spotted owl. They’re too small for the stew pot anyhow… [in small print]But they’re mighty tasty in stir fry~