and tryin' to write a song about lost ponchos and R-E-S-P-E-C-T NBA-style. No luck yet. Haven't been able to keep up with the goings on here, although the light sure does reflect brightly off of this golden dome I have chosen for an icon (Aubie will be back).
The proper geometry and theology in this ratings travesty is to win the SEC and hope Fortuna smiles on our Tigers.
War Damn Eagle. 21-13 is just fine by me, especially since Hobbes convinced me to refrain from allowing the perfect to be the enemy of the good.
This, folks, is good. Don't let anyone kid you.
