no accounting for taste
Carolina fans.
WTF sense does this make?
By the way, $20 says this guy couldn’t point out Chapel Hill on a map.
Carolina fans.
WTF sense does this make?
By the way, $20 says this guy couldn’t point out Chapel Hill on a map.
Yesterday we did the Easter Egg thing at Billymander’s. It went very well. Inspiration was absent in the beginning, but things picked up. Pictures are up for your perusal.
Spent Easter at Baumann Manor. No ham for us — we are all hammed out — we had the traditional Easter Lasagna. It was awesome. Actually the noteworthy event of the day was walking to the State Park area around Falls Lake with my older younger brother, Andrew. It’s really just the forest surrounding the lake. He wanted to explore the busted-up 40s Hudson automoile that he had once seen, and the nearby shack. It was not very deep in the woods, but after we had finished exploring the utterly treasureless area, including all 4 broken-down shacks, we tried to go home and got lost. We wandered in the Seussian forest for about an hour, hilariously walking for great distances only to find ourselves back at the shacks. When Andrew figured out how to get us out of there, we went home and looked at aerial photography of the area, which confirmed our suspicions that we are idiots. Me more than him. If it wasn’t for him I’d be sleeping under a rusted out Esso canister.
Well, our basketball team had quite a good run, in my opinion. Who knew that we would make the tournament after losing to Lame Ass UVA at home? I recall one evening walking out of the gym and into Talley to catch the very end of the NCSU@GT game in February, and I saw Bethel put us ahead and Elder miss the winning shot for GT, and we won by 2. From there we made it all the way to the Sweet 16, helped along the way by that cockpunching, Waldo-from-Family-Matters-lookin’ Chris Paul. Farther than Herbert J has ever taken us. And with some stellar play by Da Jules. I think this season is a success, based on the Machiavellian philosophy of the ends justifying the means, even though the means involved getting blown out by lowly St. John’s at one point.
In Herb We Trust.
Speaking for myself, of course.
Now onto football season. We open at home against Virginia Tech. Talk about hyped. VT was my favorite team all through high school and they’re now my 2nd favorite. I am already coming up with sign ideas. So far all I’ve got is
MARCUS VICK IS COMING TO TOWN
HIDE THE WOMEN AND CHILDREN
Also there is the Super Mario Williams thing that Ben did. Link please Ben.
And now for an Andy Rooney Moment:
What is up with Kahlua flavored coffee? What the hell is the point of coffee-flavored-liqueur-flavored coffee?

TO BE THE MAN
YOU GOTTA BEAT THE MAN
WOOOOOOOOOO
WOO
WOOOOOOOOOO
It snowed!
It just flurried for about 30 seconds. This is strange because it’s 42 degrees out. But it sure was nice to see snow again.
A day too late for Fishel to escape his fate as Fishel in the Fountain.
Would have been a lot cooler if the Weather Pixie from the Big 5 had lost a bet and did something scandalous on TV. But, you know, I am gonna count my blessings, as Fishel didn’t do something scandalous. Hejust took a dip in the fountain — it was COLD last night folks, 37 degrees and a wind of like 20 mph — and that’s good enough for me.
Big ups to the Fish for keeping his word.