Which gives me an excuse to post this one week old pic.
1.21.2007
Football Gods
As I sit here after watching a very, very good AFC Championship game between Indianapolis and New England, I had to stop down with these post-game, nationally televised words of winning Colts coach Tony Dungy:
"But I just have to thank the Lord. He did it in such a way that nobody would believe it. And we've got to to give the Lord a lot of credit for giving us the strength to do it."
If the Lord is concerned about an NFL game, we've all got problems. (And I'd be even more concerned if He controlled the "way" the win occurred.)
But it did remind me of a pre-game prayer led by a coach when I was a spare varsity player at Bridgeport. It began, "Dear Lord, we need a win. And we need a win bad." And I am not making that up.
Name Your Price
The Star Telegram had a story speculating about what company would eventually win the the bidding rights to the new Dallas Cowboys stadium. The players are (with annual revenues): D.R. Horton: $15.05 billion Exxon Mobil: $370.68 billion Southwest Airlines: $9.09 billion TXU Corp.: $10.44 billion Verizon: $75.11 billion XTO Energy: $3.52 billion Wells Fargo & Co.: $35.69 billion Capital One: $3.07 billion EDS:$19.76 billion Texas Instruments: $13.39 billion
Exxon seems like the natural choice. I actually drove by the new site of the stadium yesterday. I had not idea that it was so close to Collins Street (heck, it is on Collins Street.) And although there wasn't much to see, I've never seen so many cranes in one location in my life.Wow. A Commercial Airline
Story.
I wonder what they announce to the passengers as the plane makes the unscheduled landing.
1.20.2007
The Apostle Paul said . . .
. . . "I permit no woman to teach or have authority over a man." (Full story.)
1.19.2007
Random
I was looking at some files a second ago in the courthouse and looked up. It just kinda struck me. Lots of ghosts in this place. (Phone camera pic)
Forbes List of 20 Richest American Women In Entertainment (Who Aren't Pretty Much Retired)
I'm Calling A Doctor
I walked up to the courthouse before lunch and found the town square relatively peaceful. For whatever reason, there weren't a bunch of cars fighting for parking spaces, I didn't see anyone else on the sidewalks, and the sky was a nicely overcast with brisk weather but with no wind.
And then I walked by Sweetie Pie's Ribeyes (still the most confusing restaurant name in Wise County history), and heard the gentle tones of "Neon Moon" by Brook and Dunn.
And I thought . . . . This is a pretty nice scene.
Something is wrong with me. Definitely wrong.
Wee For Wii
You may have heard about the lady that died after drinking waaaaay too much water as part of a radio contest. (Info here)
This link provides some audio excerpts of the contest (and the words will change on the screen to make it more interesting.) It's freaky how many times they joked about death before the contest.
Bringing Sexy Back?
In case you were wondering what goes on a Justin Timberlake concert, here ya go.
That question had been bugging me.
Edit: Sheesh, that may be Pink. I've got Confused Head. Source of confusion.
As The Legislature . . .
. . . decides whether to honor Confederate Heroes Day, comes this gem from the NCAAP:
"To say that, to use Confederate with 'heroes' is an oxymoron," said Gary Bledsoe, president of the state NAACP office in Austin. "It's like using Nazi with hero. You just can't do that . . . their cause was immoral."
Source. And as you look at the photo, wouldn't you feel all warm and fuzzy if you were the head of NAACP?






