AwgustaDawg

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Visitor has won 5 of the last 7 in this series. Home field advantage has not been a factor.

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I know Baja Oklahoma fans will take issue with this but Austin is not a hard place to play. I have been to several games in Austin and it has always amused me how detached and uninvolved the crowd was. Admittedly these weren't rivalry games but they were conference games and at least one of them was a very good game against Texas Tech and the crowd was about half heartedly into it.

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Texas - 51-65-5

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Damn Rufus I don't belebe ida told that....

From the first of 2006 through about fall of 2006 I went from bidding $3- $5 million worth of work a month against 3-4 other contractors to bidding around $1 million a month against 20-30 contractors. Luckily I had a second, related business, that was booming and had a buyer interested in it but I would not sell unless he bought both of them...he did and we finalized the deal in February 2007. By mid 2008 about half the contractors I had been competing with were out of business. I was luckier than a 2 dicked dawg. The buyer more or less liquidated the primary business but later sold the second one to a major competitor in the region. I was happy to have gotten out just in time but the buyer made out like a bandit and good for him...he certainly saved my arse.

My son and I were at the Royal Sonesta on Bourbon Street for the Sugar Bowl this year. Our Room was at the corner of Bourbon and Conti Street. We had gotten out of an Uber around 130 at the corner of Bourbon and Bienville Street and decided we needed at least one more beer before bed. We got back to our room around 230 having crossed the intersection of Bourbon and Conti about 45 minutes before the driver was killed. We were sound asleep when the fire alarm went off and initially we ignored it but the started making announcements that there was a mandatory evacuation. I started getting dressed but my son was not having it...until the hotel security started beating on the doors. We were in the lobby around 330 and it was PACKED with people, many who had obviously experienced some trauma...EMTs were working on 2 people lying on the floor and bleeding pretty profusely. The police had the lobby sort of split in half with guests on one side and people who had been ran into the lobby by the attack and the police on one side. The police said EVERYBODY had to leave the Hotel....but the manager pointed out that the guests were all in one side of the lobby so we were allowed to stay...they made everyone else go to the underground parking garage. No one had any idea what was going on. We stayed in the lobby until about 5 AM when they allowed us to return to our rooms. No one was clear then what had happened.

Almost everyone in that lobby was Bourbon Street shitfaced. One man was pissed off about being turned out of his suite and him and his wife got into a hell of an argument. He was almost arrested when he tried to go back to his room, he was cuffed and lead away but in the madness there was no where to take him. By the time the police brought him back his wife was curled up with her head in my lap sound asleep. I thought he and I would probably have to discuss this turn of events but apparently she was prone to passing out drunk in a strangers lap. He looked over initially and never said a word, I suspect he was happy to be shed of her for a minute LOL.

It was pretty disturbing. The next morning we tried to leave the hotel and the FBI was not letting anyone leave but around 9 AM they let us leave out of the parking deck exit but could not walk toward Bourbon Street. There were various law enforcement agents everywhere. We were told to make certain we had ID and a room key because we would not be allowed back inside the crime scene. They weren't kidding. We were checked going and coming back the rest of the week.

Had we decided to have another beer...we discussed it at length...we would have been at the corner of Bourbon and Conti at almost exactly the time the driver was killed. Pure dumb luck - life is a series of near misses and tragedies and you never know what is liable to happen.

Despite this incident that was the best trip to New Orleans I have ever made...and I have made a bunch. It was PERFECT until that fire alarm went off...I know that those of you who live there and the surrounding area cuss New Orleans pretty soundly but as a tourist they have made some serious improvements to the Quarter. I know that sounds crazy given what happened but up until that moment that trip was perfect.

My 11 year old daughter is 4'10" tall and weighs about 75 pounds and she never leaves home without her 10 - 1/2" SW 500...I wouldn't go with anything smaller than that.

Ima have to watch Best Little Whore House in Texas again now LOL.

Best Politician Ever

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Seems like some here believe 7-5 SEC teams should get in ahead of 11-1, 10-2 teams from the other "power" conferences. Yes, we have a tough conference, but getting 9-10 SEC teams in the CFP, while making us all feel good, would also mean the eventual ruination of college football.

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Your point is valid but putting teams that are not going to be competitive into the post season to placate University presidents is not making CFB any stronger or better.

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I remember one tank in a fallow field that was a leftover storage pit that always held water for the longest time. A couple of my cousins tell us yes, the mallards are thick on that tank. All we have to do is park and quickly and quietly run crawl to the edge. Lots of trees and trash growing around the edges.

Sure enough me and my older brother and the cousins hustle out to the edge and creep up the sides and behold a couple dozen green heads goobering around the edges in and out of a bunch of cattails. The explosion of birds and guns was impressive. After all that I think we picked up 2-3 ducks. Never had that happen again.

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Once upon a time many many years ago I was active in competitive duck calling and got to be good friends with a guy who eventually became a world champion and a champion of champions. I would, from time to time, take some of his clients when he had too many and we wound up hunting a bunch together over the years. We were in a rice field pit one morning and nothing but snow geese were flying....and doing what snows do, funneling into an adjacent field. We joked about "Arkansasing" those geese and eventually decided it wasn't the worst idea LOL....and started sneaking up on those geese like a couple of house cats stalking a mouse. We got about 30 yards from the outer egde of them and decided it was as close as we would get....and let fly. We did not cut a feather LOL.

Another time me, the duck caller above, a man who eventually became the director of the Georgia DNR and another man who won several state duck stamp contests and came close several times to winning the federal contest were in a duck hunting lodge and after shooting a limit of birds the artist and the DNR man mentioned they had pen raised pheasant and we ought to shoot a few. We paid the folks that ran the lodge and about 2 hours later the artist and the DNR man was crawling through rice stubble trying to get the pheasants to fly LOL....they absolutely would not get off the ground. Me and the duck caller and the "guide" were about to fall over dead from laughing at these 2 prominent figures in the outdoor world crawling on their hands and knees trying to flush pheasants that couldn't or wouldn't fly.

The DNR man was on another trip with me and 4 others in Southern Illinois one year and we were headed to a local club to have a few beers. Out in the middle of NOWHERE Illinois. Came to a dead end and the van headlights shined across a cut corn field and a MASSIVE buck, looked like a good elk and a damn good whitetail, was standing about 50 yeards from the van. One of the guys said "Man, I wish I could get drawn for a tag up here" to which the DNR man said "Hell, I wish I had my rifle and Q Beam!"

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I believe Widgeon to be the hardest duck to kill.

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I learned to hunt Ducks in North Georgia back when there were an estimated 200 or less hunters in the state of Georgia who hunted more than twice a year for ducks (according to DNR surveys). Then and now this is almost exclusively wood duck hunting but ringnecks are pretty common. We get MASSIVE flights of Widgeon as well....and I swear had hunted at least 10 seasons before I ever saw a Widgeon flying lower than a commercial airplane. The damned things would enter Georgia from Tennessee, Alabama and the Carolinas and fly to either the coast or Lake Seminole in the SW corner of the state and do so high they needed oxygen masks. When I hear or read about people shooting Widgeon I thought they were lying....the damned things never sat down or flew less than a mile high across Georgia LOL.

One can hope they have....