Better late than never...

The latest from Elitist Northerners that wish they could host the Super Bowl.

This column ran on Jan 26. Now Tony hits it right on the head when he says us Jacksonville-ians are going to rant and rave about his opinion. And why wouldn't we? Those of us that live in this fair city, I don't know... actually enjoy it? Just this past Saturday, I recall my friend Kristin finally admitting that "It's not such a bad place to live."

Tony writes for the Washington Post. His work speaks for itself. But is Washington going to get a Super Bowl Bid?? Not likely, Tony. I think if a town elects a mayor arrested for somking crack, the NFL might go in another direction... and this is the NFL we're talking about here. The league that suspended Jim Miller for an over-the-counter protien supplement, but lets Michael Irvin and Ray Lewis run amuck.

Jacksonville is the city I call home right now. It's the city where "I can wear flip flops on Christmas Day."* It's where friends of mine from Griffith, like Mike Smith, live. And where friends from college like Kirk live. We got the Super Bowl, and Tony's town didn't. Get over yourself.

... If we could only get attractive strippers now!!!!

*A line from Drew Copeland's song "A Little Like Heaven"

The life and times of an OC addict

Oddly, I'm not talking about myself. See, the last two nights, I've wanted to go home and bury myself in The Da Vinci Code, but I wasn't allowed. A colleague of mine forced me, against my will mind you, to go out on Monday, and last night, this person requested a view of The OC. So now I'm two days behind and hardly into the book at all. Ugh. I've always been a nerdy person, but never much of the reading type. Now that I'm into a book... someone is trying to take it away from me!!! It's upsetting.

The funny thing is, when this colleague gets me to go out with our group of co-workers, I can't help but think that it wouldn't matter if I was there or not.

Good times.

Twenty dollars and a new book

Very entertaining weekend. Let me begin with how it finished: I lost $20 betting on football. See, I have a tendency to preach the gambling rules of Bill Simmons, but rarely do I follow them. I decided to place $20 on the Pittsburgh Steelers because they were home, had an undefeated quarterback, AND WERE RECEIVING POINTS!!! Well, you win, Skelly.

Ah, the book. My good friend Kirk just finished reading a spectacular book, and we became engrossed in a conversation about it. Rarely do I read novels, but this one was quite intriguing. So today I began reading The Da Vinci Code. I can tell you after 4 chapters that this might end up being my favourite book of all time (I think the competition is like 3 other full length novels, and I was forced to read 2 in high school).

Pick up a copy if you get the chance. I do plan on sending a copy to brother bob since he is a fan of great literature.

2 weeks til Super Bowl. See you there.

And one last thing: Welcome back to the Dirty South, Guh.

Another one of those stories...

... That a person shouldn't have.

This story is akin to my old roommate's "So I was showering at the SRSC today."

This one is about starting a car. Someof my co-workers and I were leaving the call center to grab a bite. I was suffering from a pounding headache which I don't usually get. One of the other manager's car wouldn't start. I am not a car guy, nor is Mike. We checked the oil, thought about giving it a jump. Finally we called the infamous Joe McCarthy for help. What children we were. He arrived with some gasoline, and jumper cables. First he tried to start this car to see if he could hear the problem. He put some gas in, and it started... for about 5 seconds. So he went to the gas station to get another gallon. After putting in another gallon, Joe gave it a crank and UREKA!!! The car started!

So.. lets recap. Our co-worker ran out of gas, and is convinced that it's not her fault. Is it fair to poke fun??

When gas guages aren't enough, I got with tripometers.

In Training...

Not me. My training class. I have two over the next 4 days. I get to train new reps on how to be lethal telemarketers. Maybe I'll become a college professor when it's all said and done and I've made my millions. Probably not...

Oh, that was a terrible title...

It's been a while is a stupid song.

It's been a while

In short, I've had nothing to blog about in the last 2 months, but that's all over now. Hopefully I'll become a blogging machine once again!!!

Holidays
They were grand. I went home to see the mom, and it was good... but freakin cold. Remind me again why I moved to FLA? The second best part was seeing some old friends, one in particular I had not seen in about 2 and a half years. We did some drinkin, good times, good times. Jammin with the band, tellin stories with Kremer and JoeCo, and not to mention the obligatory night out at the bar with the fun and only Bob Haas, my older brother. Always good for some sage wisdom.

BCS
The Bull Crap System. Tell me this: how is a one loss team worthy of a share of the national championship, but TWO undefeated teams are left and there's "No Doubt" about USC being champs. No wonder why The Sports Guy doesn't like college football. I'm starting to doubt cfb myself.

Changes in Plan
I'm standing up in a wedding that was supposed to take place April 15, but that changed since the groom has to work in Europe for the spring... but that might open the door to a European Bachelor's party!!! More on this as it develops.

Dedication
It only took me 4 weeks to watch every episode of The OC: The complete first season. I may have addicted my co-workers to it as well... Not good. I do still take pride in never buying Dawson's Creek dvds for myself.

In Closing
Go Steelers.