I like this stuff, no, let me rephrase, I LOVE this stuff. Bird Flu be damned. Hot, juicy… yummm… My favorite part is the skin now. I love it. I could eat it all night long.

I smoke and I drink and, ocassionally cuss, and Momma told me all of that would kill me. She also said somethin’ else would make me go blind. I think she might have stretched the truth on a couple of those tellin’s, ’cause, I don’t feel like I’m gonna die, but, I must admit, the older I get, the worse my eyesight at certain ranges gets. It ain’t as easy to tie on hooks with six pound test as it used to be. Especially if it’s gettin’ dark. I’m not sure whether to attribute that kinda goin’ blind deal to gettin’ old, or… uh, the other reason.

I don’t so much like this stuff.

I like the flavor, and it sure does look tempting, but havin’ to spit all those seeds is a pain in the ass. Don’t they make seedless watermelons? I’m sure I’d like it better if they did. You know, you’re goin’ in on somethin’ sweet and juicy and all of a sudden you run ‘cross somethin’ that makes you have to stop your enjoyment to … spit a seed. It just kinda takes the fun out of your dinin’ delight for a minute there. Plus, sometimes them seeds get stuck in your teeth and you’ve just got to stop what you’re doin’, change directions, and pull the damned seed out… Seedless, indeed.

Don’t none of y’all go readin’ ‘tween the lines now… Trust me, that’s a slippery, slippery slope there… Not that any of you would of course. Maybe one day, I’ll go out to Las Vegas and head toward one of those chicken ranches where they raise ‘em out there. I’ve only seen ‘em on HBO, well that’s what they called ‘em, chicken ranches, and I didn’t see any chickens in there. I think somebody type-o’d the title to that show. It looked like it was a bar/whore house show to me… which is good TV if you ask me so I let it slide. I didn’t change the channel. Y’all ever see that one? Don’t get me wrong, I liked the boobies on the TV, but this mis-advertisin’, bait and switch stuff is just gettin’ out of hand now… Think they’ve got any seedless watermelon ranches out there to go with the chicken ranches? I’d move out there for sure if they did…

This dedication goes out to Bou… The “Cowboy” part of the song is what I’m sending ’cause I found this funny to me. I’d be in the back with the boys gigglin’ my ass off, whats left of it, too, if I was to hear that stream of 4 lettered words come forth from her… Good on you Bou! It’s in you, and it’s got to come out…

Qdub, aka Quality Wolverine Weenie, my fellow BEC clanfolk, and I have agreed to a bet, not unlike last years abuse of Tammi’s world. Who, I might mention, has the same bet with me this year, duration of abuse lengthened, in case the Gold and Silver come head to head this year. There is a certainty that “that team from up Norf’”, and The Bucks will meet this year, in the Shoe, at a later then traditional time of day. Troy Smith, and Jim Tressel have been their master the last couple of games he’s been at the helm for The Bucks. Yes, this link is from last year, but Qdub might heed the results of the last few years, and this fellow’s optimism, less then 24 hours from the last … whippin’. I’ll honor the 72 hour backout contract deal should she be quivering ’bout now, or having second thoughts, or getting cold feet already. I recruited a spectacular wrecking crew to trash Tammi’s e-crib last year, and didn’t have but a few days to get that done. This year, I’ve got a whole football season to assemble the crew, regardless of whether or not the Scarlet and Grey can get it done. If they don’t get it done, which they will, rebuttal week(a new twist I just though of) will be fun regardless…

Pick your side, you’re either heppin’ me trash Qdub’s pretty blue abode, or you’re heppin’ her wreck the ‘Neck shack. I wanna know “who’s who” amongst you. Now for those of you that might think, Hell, I don’t give a crap who wins that game, she has threatened to post “the monthly visitor” type of posts… Bloody Hell, the nerve. If I remember, we didn’t post one damned skidmark on Tammi’s site last year. That’s just wrong. I’ve picked up one too many toilet lids first thing in the in the mornin’ after one of those “deposits” have been made to ever want that to happen here. While I like my steak lookin’ that way, I don’t like that to be the first thing I see in the mornin’… Hep a ‘Neck out here. I’m confident The Buck’s will get it done, well against Missedagain anyway. So speak up in the comments and state which side you’re on. Remember my Georigia bloggin’ kin’ folk, I was borned in Norf’ Ca’lina. aka… Not a “real Yankee”…

By the way, since I know there are some College Football fans that come through here form time to time, the “Herbies” are out. He’s about as… non-homer, as there can be in the business. Now if there was something called the “Spielmans”… Everybody in that award list would be from OSU. Trust me on that one.

Evidently, there’s a writer( John Kelso) with a sense of humor in Austin. I hear he’s gonna write another funny in the Statesman tomorrow. Can’t wait to read that one. He’s a funny fella now. I can appreciate his sense of humor. Really I can.

PS:  Congratulations Columbus Georgia!!!

Some can write about it. Some can make it up. Some can lie about it… It is what it is… Late night cable TV…

There’s some 11 days left, closer to 10 now, before The Buckeyes fire up the grill for the 2006-7 season. On Monday, there was an “open practice”. Admission was free, parking was free. There was an autograph signing session before practice. At least 1000 lined up to get an autograph from Jim Tressel, and/or Troy Smith, and Ted Ginn Jr. About 350 passed by in the line for those 3 in the hour and a half that they devoted to their fans. There were tables set out for all of the players, and there were lines at those tables as well. Even if the fans didn’t know who was going to be at what table. Many of the folks in attendance won’t get into the stadium during the regular season because of the cost, and scarcity of tickets to the stadium that holds 105 thousand + for a game in the ’shoe. Now, this wasn’t a game. Wasn’t a scrimmage. It was a open practcie. Twenty-eight thousand attended, on a Monday night. Not a Friday night, a Monday night… You think expectations in CBus aren’t high… you’d be wrong. For the “spring game”, 60 some thousand showed up on a Saturday mornin’…

While I enjoy the Buck’s havin’ the preseason #1 ranking in most all of the preseason polls I’ve seen, which really don’t mean shit since nobody has played 1 damned game yet, it’s nice ’cause if they lose early, they won’t fall so far in the poles, but… they’ve got a bulls-eye painted on their asses and every damned team they play is gonna come at ‘em both barrels blazin’. The defense is fast, but lackin’ experience… We’ll see soon into the season if they’re any good or not.

I hope to be in Georgia watchin’ that game with some UT fans when it happens. Hopefully, they’ll leave their weapons in Texas, since I’ll be leaving my sling-shot in Ohio… Just good natured football watchin’ and regular college football trash talkin’. I hope there’s a big screen somewhere in Helen on Saturday Night, ’cause if there is, I’m gonna want to find it. I fear all I’ll be able to see is Georgia vs. someoneneedin’ an asswhippin’.