| | Hey, greetings from the Dirty South. I see I haven't done this in awhile, but I have been keeping track of ya'll, for what it's worth. I've been quite busy the past few months ... went out to Boston in August, had a great time. Watched a game in Fenway Park, which was amazing, and looked at a lot of old historical things. I like history. I returned to Bama and have been busy learning things and teaching things and of course, footballing. We love our football down here. This season I've taken charge of the weekly tailgaiting activities, which means setting up a tent on my front yard every Sat., running cable and electric wires out my windows down to the ground, and setting up a couple of TVs and a grill. We love our football. I've done some sweet road trips as well - Nashville was good, but Jacksonville, Fl. and Oxford, Ms. this past weekend were just great. Oxford is about as Southtastic a town as you could hope for, and a great time was certainly had by all on the square last Friday eve. Even Ole Miss' band playing "Dixie" all day Saturday could not take away from the overall coolness of Oxford. And on our way to the game we passed the author of the book I have posted (which is the best football book you could ever read) driving to Oxford in his convertible. Ol' Warren gave me a thumbs up, because even though he writes for the NY Times and has lots of money and I'm a poor grad student, we're both Bama fans. And that's all that matters. This weekend, we play Tennessee, which is our #2 rival, so that'll be excellent. I hate Rocky Top.
But the greatest sporting event of the weekend will be the Bama Hockey game that I will go to tomorrow night. Yes, Alabama has a (club) hockey team, and my friends and I drive to B'ham to watch them whenever possible. They do this "Chuck-a-Puck" thing that most minor league hockey teams do during one intermission, where you buy a foam puck for some charity and hundreds of them get thrown on the ice, with the closest one to the center winning a prize. Well, of course the last game we went to we all chucked our pucks and wouldn't you know when the smoke cleared they said, "Number 24 ... 24 is our winner" which of course was the number of the puck that I chucked. I hooted and hollered and won like 50 bucks worth of crappy Bama hockey gear. The crowd loved me. It was great. So, this is what I do this weekend.
Oh ya, I also go to school. This semester I'm studying European history because it's one of my fields. Specifically, early modern British history and the Renaissance. Ya, I read hundreds of pages on that crap every week. Good times. But it's going OK and I'm faking Euro history quite well, thank you, and will be able to engage in conversation about European things that I have no idea about, but will be able to fake well now.
Well, that's about it, roll tide. I can walk again now too, and sometimes I jog. I have quite the scar and my right leg is still pretty small compared to the other, but these things happen. And I'm having a nephew soon. He's destined to a life of Bama jerseys and sweatshirts ... could be worse I'm sure. Also, I'm thinking of growing an Ocean's 13 Casey Affleck mustache for my birthday next month. It'll be my gift to myself. Well, I hope to be back up North finally some this December, so Roll Tizzle, I see ya'll around.
M to the J to the Hooker |
| | Posted 10/18/2007 10:25 PM - 56 Views - 10 eProps - 5 comments
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