Why I am A Nerd, Part One Million

Mostly, it's because I find this absolutely hilarious.  Because it is.  It's the story of Aeneas told on Facebook.  Thanks to these folks who pointed it out to me.

Got my ticket in my hand

After all my screaming and railing, it turns out I am a liar.  I am going to New Orleans for JazzFest.  2nd weekend (when Bon Jovi - AAARRGGHH! - is playing).  I have to figure out where Kermit is and how I am going to dress him for this year.  But, Mr. Quint Davis, stop getting acts that have nothing to do with New Orleans to play JazzFest.  50 bucks is a lot for a ticket, and I know I would rather pay slightly less and see local bands than have to pony up for some washed up act from New Jersey. 

BTW, Have you seen the crappy JazzFest gifts on FaceBook?  I think they sum it up pretty well. 

Pukiness, the house, and the baby

So George is rapidly approaching his first birthday (2 weeks!) and plans are in place for a big blowout at the old villa (Good news!  You're invited!).  My mom is coming up from New Orleans, Kate's dad and stepmom are coming in from Columbus, and her mom is bringing all her friends from pretty near here.  Since the party is Easter weekend,  I was thinking about having a traditional Easter crawfish boil.  But I am pretty sure that I can't afford that.  Whenever you look for prices on the internet, they are a bit absurd and then I have to include shipping (200 bucks for 40 pounds? Does that seem right?).  So that's probably out.

Preparations are underway for that.  And we are sort of thinking about selling our house and moving, so I spent my entire spring break this year painting.  The front stairs, the entry hall, the cold-catcher hall, the trim, the upstairs hallway, and the face of the back stairwell. I still have to paint the top of the steps in the front, our bedroom, and the middle room of the attic.  We are in the process of hiring a landscaper to come make the yard presentable, I have to buy three new storm windows, and I have to find a new box newel for the front steps.  In fact, as I sit here right now, I am thinking that I should be painting.

Anyway, here's a video of him eating spaghetti for the first time.

The night after I made George eat this, he had his first taste of pizza.  Which he threw up.  All night.  And he hasn't really stopped throwing up since.  I think he may have some allergy to milk or dairy products or we may be overstuffing him.  I am not sure.  Today was his first non-vomity day since Friday.  I think he's ok because he seems happy as can be.  He even seems happy after he throws up.  But I sure do wish it would stop.  I don't think I am ever going to get the smell out of the car.  I hope this whole thing goes away before his birthday party.

Sirius Radio

I have been a subscriber to satellite radio for several years now because I really don't like commercials or pop music.  There are some good stations out there (e.g., WWOZ).  However, the antennae on the cars seem to crap out when the wind blows.  I think I destroyed my last radio because of antenna issue.  I almost destroyed my most recent one because of this.  I found a website that sells the specific antennae, but every single car antenna is out of stock.  What does that tell you about supply and demand?  Get it together Sirius and XM. 

Replay Coolness

Easton, PA is rivals with the city of Phillipsburg, NJ which is just across the Delaware River. Every Thanksgiving morning, these two schools compete in their championship game. It doesn't matter the record or success or stage in the playoffs. All that matters is who wins this game. In 1993, Easton was 10-1 and was expected to dominate against a down P-burg. But the Stateliners of Phillipsburg would not be denied. They fought and scratched and clawed their way to a 7-7 tie. Now, 16 years later, Gatorade is sponsoring a rematch of that game. So far there has been a amazing webisode (and trailer) and a lot of press around here. The cool thing is that this game, which will is scheduled for some time in April, will be taking place at Lafayette College's Fisher Field - a mere three blocks from my house. (I run the track during the summer to stay in a little shape.)

I remember how much we disliked Holy Cross when I was in high school at Jesuit. That was nothing compared to this. More details to follow.

What the connection to New Orleans (besides little old me)? - Peyton and Eli Manning will be the coaches. Note to Peyton Manning, Eli Manning, Archie Manning, and Olivia Manning - you are invited to my house before or after the game for drinks and eats.

Connections?

I used to work at a little swim club in Metairie.  The manager of the club was also a coach at St. Martin's.  He was originally from the Philadelphia area, and I don't ever remember asking how he ended up in South Louisiana.  But he had a great past - he was in the Navy and drove the VIPs from place to place.  He was a track and football star at Tennessee.  And he was drafted by the Miami Dolphins.  I don't think he ever played a down, but he said playing at Tennessee was incredible. 

Jabari Greer was also a track and football star at Tennesse.  And now he's a Saint.  Welcome, sir.  I hope you find New Orleans an accomodating place to ply your trade and that you make a difference for our football team.  You really can't do worse than the gentleman who is currently employed in your position.

Please, Please, Please let me get what I want.

this time.

Thank you, the Smiths.

Oh, and can we get rid of #42?