divine angst

I’ve been living in a city with a top-ten college football team for too long.

Out of curiosity, I looked up season ticket prices for my future school’s football team—a Division 1 team, just like the team here in town—saw the price, and immediately thought it must be a per-game price. Um, nope. Season tickets for the season (at least, last year) were less than $50. Total. For six games. And that’s just football. Other sporting events are FREE. (Except maybe basketball. Maybe.)

I haven’t been to a free Division 1 sporting event EVER. I am a little stunned. Free. Wow. Football for less than $50. (That’s 1/6th the price we paid per seat last year for season tickets here!) Wow.

I am DEFINITELY going to some football games this fall.

I think I’ve decided to get this bag for school. In the red-silver-red color combination. I know, it’s a messenger bag, and I want to save my back and all, but these messenger bags have the coolest feature—a back strap. It’s an extra strap that goes around your back and secures the bag to you, so it doesn’t flop around. I can only see that this would be helpful for my lower back and all.

Meanwhile, I will apologize now for what I’m sure will be a dearth of posting today and this weekend. For one thing, we’ll be entering radio silence sometime this evening when we dismantle the home network, and we’ll be offline until we can get everything set back up sometime tomorrow evening, after our cable has been turned on in the new place. I’m going to be a little wigged out without my always-on internet access, but I think I’ll pull through.

I’m trying to keep my eye on the prize through it all—this is just the first of many big steps we have to take so that we can get us some more book learnin’. I just have to suck up the inconvenience and stress for a couple more days and it will all be behind us.

Via the boy(s) and girl at BTQ.

This week we’re going to change it up a bit. Instead of five lame questions, Friday Spies is going Karnak-style with five lame answers:

1. Archibald Leach, Bernard Schwartz, Lucille LeSueur.

I’m casting a movie, and I need a real ladies’ man in the title role. He needs to be sensitive and dapper and he will, preferably, have a permatan. This will be to offset the leading lady, who will totally emasculate him. I’d like her to have a sort of scary, drawn-on-eyebrows kind of look. Oh, and they’ll need a best friend/neighbor guy, someone the leading man should worry is hopping in the sack with his woman, but for some reason, never will suspect. He’ll also be the comic foil. He may put on ladies’ clothes at some point in the film.

It would be really helpful if these were all completely unknown names. Who should I cast?

[Ed: I see now that I am not well-versed enough in TV trivia to have gotten the reference. I still stand by my question, though.]

2. To get to the other side.

Why did the chicken sell or give away half of her worldy goods, move with the rooster to the smallest one-bedroom apartment known on earth, and sign away her life for more education?

3. Drugs. Massive quantities of drugs.

What is the best gift someone could give THL right now?

4. Milbarge.

Who’s the black private dick that’s a sex machine to all the….oh, wait. Wrong question.

5. Without question, the single most idiotic thing ever thought up by the human mind.

What is Diet Cherry Vanilla Dr. Pepper?