Wednesday, December 30, 2009

It's Time to Fiesta
by Kevin Dalrymple

Thursday, December 24, 2009

What a season....
This is an awesome 2009 montage video

Tuesday, December 22, 2009


Happy Birthday C.B.!

Monday, December 21, 2009

Merry Christmas Everyone


Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Of all the things we like/love, who has the deepest passion for the subject that follows their name:

Kevin: Football
Miller: Girls asses
Weiss: Gino
Clint: Texas (the state)
Lubahn: saying the word "Dude"
Portillo: the longevity/durability of his Acura
Mazur: Manly, constructive activity
Faust: Indie Rock
Chambers: Trucks
Williams: Presenting an oppositional point of view

This is a challenging vote. Feel free to alter your passion to what better represents you but kids and wives are not allowed. Too obvious.

This is the 500th post in Blog history.

L.T. Representing!

Friday, December 11, 2009


I saw Lubahn cruising University on my way to work yesterday morning. He was going 9. As in miles per hour. I waved to him, but he couldn't see me through the fog in his car.

Wednesday, December 09, 2009

Year in Review

I went through the blog archives to see how many times each person posted. I literally have nothing to do this week at work. So I have to look busy. This graph made me look busy.


Also, any nominees for post of the year?

Tuesday, December 01, 2009

A LIFE WITH NO PURPLE


What if TCU never happened?

What if a 12th grade education was all you mustered?

Where would you be?


Pick somebody and tell their story. It can be a sentence (Chambers) or a sonnet (Williams)... I guess I will pick Lubahn because of the above picture.

Never leaves Minnesota. But still managed to snake his educated Darling back to Minnesota and marry up. He leaves Winona for the bright lights of LaCrosse, Wisconsin. There his wife supports his hopes of becoming a minor league hockey player as he battles in the semi-pro adult circuit.

Sadly, his youngest of 9 children chokes on a tater tot, and though Brent was successful in reviving the youngster, his jean shorts (he never met me so his wardrobe never evolved) got caught fire on the space heater. His legs were burned and his hockey career was over. He moves back to Winona. Alex, his youngest brother, got him a job driving the Zamboni before the 3rd period of the Winona Pirates' Pee-Wee hockey games.

In the words of Richard Mazur,"get your education."