Mountain West Country

We've been on I-80 since Illinois and in the meantime Dave's belittled an Iowa fan, peed on Nebraska's Memorial Stadium, and I stood on the field in the snow wearing flip-flops at Wyoming. And Laramie is ridiculous, but still the second-largest and least pathetic city we passed through today. Poor, poor Cheyenne. We're currently spending the night in Green River, and I can't think of anything clever to say about football, music, or God here.

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This will no longer be the Furthest West I Have Ever Been

I don't know if it's the apartment search/ministry search/upcoming NFL Draft but it seems as if I failed to mention that the strangehold the East has had on me is about to be blown out of the water. My buddy Dave (a.k.a. tDF, onetakedizzle, or as he is known here, "Takes His Time Admitting Defeat")is moving to Vegas, and I'm riding out with him and flying back right before the draft. My week's going to look like this: Sunday, leave Cincinnati and head towards Iowa, then stop in Nebraska. Spend Monday traveling through into Wyoming. Wake up Tuesday moring and head into Utah and reach Vegas by Tuesday evening. Wake up Wednesday and head to LA and back. Friday, hop on a plane, stop off in Phoenix, then end up in Indy late friday night. Then drive back to Cincy either that night or Saturday morning with Jake (a.k.a "Prefers French Lick to Indy," f.k.a. "Thinks 'French Lick' is Dirty") in time for the Draft.

If you'd like (and I would), you can think of the week this way:
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Any Excuse to Include a Picture of the Wu-Tang Clan

My last post was shorter than I had originally planned. I was going to go on a bit deeper, and in the process quiz my miniscule readership to name all original members of the Wu-Tang Clan without looking it up. The entire point of this quiz was so I could caption a picture of the Wu-Tang Clan with the names Will Hunting made up for his twelve fictional brothers. I don't know why I think this is funny but I do, so I'm doing it anyway. This is what happens when I'm given total control of anything.

P.S. Make sure to keep the guesses clean; let's give the initials for the dead one. Even if you don't consider the "other 'B' word" dirty. (that means you, Longhauser)

Marky, Ricky, Danny, Terry, Mikey, Davey, Timmy, Tommy, Joey, Robby, Johnny, and Brian

The Outkast Theory

Before you waste your life (and everyone else's time) doing something, do me a favor and take a lesson from earth's resident ATLiens: If you can't be the best at whatever it is you're doing or at least do it differently than anyone else, don't do it. If you can be the best AND "change the game" than you absolutely must fulfill your potential.
Although he won some championships before anyone realized what was happening and caught up with him, I'm not about to call Spurrier the best college football coach. But he did bring something new to the table. He brought speed to the SEC, and won some games while everyone else had to start recruiting players to defend a team that passed to set up the run. Spurrier needed to be a football coach. Although if his run at South Carolina ends with another team scheduling their bye-week so they can spend two full weeks preparing against us I'll deny I ever said that.
Bear Bryant, on the other hand, ran when other coaches ran and passed when other coaches passed. He just did it better than anyone else ever did.
But if you're like Outkast, and you can be the best and the most unique hip-hop duo ever, you have a moral obligation to keep it up.

Beat This

My mom's favorite sports, in order:

1. Football
2. Figure Skating
3. Baseball
4. Soccer
5. Basketball

She also is sure that she shares with God at least the top two, because: a. "God likes watching men beat up on each other and giggle like little schoolgirls" and b. " (God likes)...the music, and watching people twirl in the air and land on little skates. And it also relaxes Him."