Thursday, December 17, 2009
New Mexico Bowl: Fresno 24, Wyoming 13
Beef O Brady St. Petersburg Bowl: Rutgers 21, UCF 28
R+L Carriers New Orleans Bowl: Middle Tennessee 24, Southern Miss 30
MAACO Las Vegas Bowl: BYU 27, Oregon State 17
San Diego County Credit Union Poinsettia Bowl: Utah 31, California 16
Sheraton Hawaii Bowl: Southern Methodist: 24 Nevada: 38
Little Caesars Bowl: Marshall 17, Ohio 21
Meineke Car Care Bowl: Pitt 24, North Carolina 16
Emerald Bowl: Boston College 9, USC 28
Gaylord Hotels Music City Bowl: Kentucky 24, Clemson 28
AdvoCare V100 Independence Bowl: Georgia 31, Texas A&M 35
EagleBank Bowl: UCLA 28, Temple 6
Champs Sports Bowl: Miami 42, Wisconsin 27
Roady’s Humanitarian Bowl: Bowling Green 49, Idaho 43
Pacific Life Holiday Bowl: Newbraska 13, Arizona 21
Bell Helicopter Armed Forces Bowl: Houston 21, Air Force 24
Brut Sun Bowl: Oklahoma 10, Stanford 14
Texas Bowl: Navy 24, Missouri 35
Insight Bowl: Minnesota 17, Iowa State 10
Chick-fil-A Bowl: VTech 21, Tennessee 13
Outback Bowl: Auburn 14, Northwestern 9
Konica Minolta Gator Bowl: West Virginia 28, Florida State 38
Capitol One Bowl: Penn State 14, LSU 21
Citi Rose Bowl: Ohio State 21, Oregon 31
Allstate Sugar Bowl: Florida 31, Cincinnati 35
International Bowl: South Florida 35, Northern Illinois 21
Papajohns.com Bowl: South Carolina 19, Conn. 24
AT&T Cotton Bowl: OK State 28, Ole Miss 42
AutoZone Liberty Bowl: Arkansas 27, East Carolina 21
Valero Alamo Bowl: Michigan State 21, Texas Tech 38
Tostitos Fiesta Bowl: Boise State 21, TCU 35
FedEx Orange Bowl: Georgia Tech 27, Iowa 24
GMAC Bowl: Central Michigan 21, Troy 17
Citi BCS National Championship Game: Alabama 28, Texas 20
Also check out the Dash picks.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Burren green. An island of green amidst a sea of rock. I wonder what it looks like with a storm rolling in?
Cemetary outside the High Crosses
Apparently the circle is some sort of Celtic symbol, the cross of course is a Christian symbol. So as Christianity was spreading to Ireland they began making these celtic crosses so they wouldn't offend either religion (and get their monuments torn down).
The picture speaks for itself, doesn't it? Apparently if you couldn't find yourself a wife/husband by a certain age, then your parents found somebody to do it for you.
Ross Errily Friary
Lean in and you have a clean shot of a courtyard and some monks' rooms. Lean back a bit and a ruined window frames it for you. I really enjoyed going in and out the friary. It was enormous. I can't imagine how large it must have been in its original state.
Can't see the grin, but the eyes say it all.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
They were serving this stew that looked amazing. Beef and Guiness stew is what it’s called. We were worried about the alcohol in it, so we didn’t order. Turns out the little extra ingredient cooks out. Problem was, when we found that out we had already ordered something else. Then when we went looking for it we could never find it again. Oh well, something to save for the next trip. Aside from the breakfasts, the pubs definitely had the best tasting food.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Flying Stand-by is fun. sure it can be stressful at times, things don't work out, you have to sprint to make it, but when you do, you're in. You're on a trip and just hours away from discovering some place new or re-discovering somewhere you've been before. Being at the destination isn't the only part of the adventure, it's an adventure just getting there. Carrie and I were able to fly both in to and out of Dublin in business class. Lots of leg room, gourmet meals, comfy seats you can actually fall asleep in. Everyone shoud get the chance to fly business class some time in their life.
On the way out dinner was filet, exotic cheeses, balsamic vinagarette and romaine hearts, ice cream sunday and tomato basil soup. Then for breaktfast we had a full Irish breakfast of Irish bacon, eggs, sausage, grilled tomato and brown bread. I'm definitely a fan of a full Irish breakfast. One of those and you'll be full for a week. Carrie had salmon that had been steamed and was both moist and tender, and on top of that it even was flavorful (our experiences with salmon have always been miss or REALLY miss). I think I watched 5 different movies on the two flights crossing the Atlantic.
On the return flight I had chicken parmegean and a mushroom soup. It's like a combination of a four star restaurant, 5 star hotel and flight.
Then, on the way home, after flying business class I had the very last seat on the plane from JFK to Atlanta. Last row, supposedly a window seat. But since the engine was like 4 inches from my ear, there was wall instead of window. My seat didn't lean back, but the seat in front of me did, and the passenger took advantage of it. I swear when he fell asleep I could rest my chin on his forehead if I'd wanted to. On top of that there was a big guy sitting next to me. It ought to be illegal to charge full price for that seat.
Still part of the adventure of buddy passes are seats like that. And how could I complain? Part of the reason I enjoyed and appreciated business class so much is I've experienced the cramped quarters of the forgotten seat 4 inches from the engine. (I think I have most of my hearing back).
Sunday, September 13, 2009
The desk agent (not sure if that's the official term) tells us that everyone's checked in, we're not going to make it. So as we start to grab our things and walk away from the gate, she yells at us, "Wait don't go yet!" Not everyone that's checked in is on the plane, so she makes a final call for anyone who hasn't gone through security yet but already checked in to get there quick.
A few minutes later, a few stragglers come in, she tells us that five people haven't shown up, that's when this old couple walks up, presents her the ticket, and get scolded like they're a bunch of twelve year olds who just blew up the family barn. That's okay though, three seats left. She takes our tickets and tells all three of us to just find an empty seat. We made it.
We walk down to board the plane and Carrie gets on, then I'm told to wait. Carrie gets all the way to the back of the plane and realizes that there aren't enough seats. She can go, the flight attendent insists, just take the seat. There's no room on the plane for me. We almost made it, if that twelve year old senior couple hadn't shown up when they did, we would be on our way.
Tyson on his way back OUT the airport.
But they did and so we aren't, but we will be. Not every leg of an adventure is successful, and it wouldn't be quite as adventurous if there wasn't the chance for failure. So for now, our fingers are crossed that we get on that flight tomorrow.
Monday, August 24, 2009
The other day I was just thinking to myself, man I should give some of my old friends a call to see how they're doing. Then when I got to thinking about who I would call ... I couldn't help but think there had to be a better way. So this is what I've come up with.
Now there isn't a ton of housing in Sioux Falls, but there is just enough that I think all of my friends could fit in them, barely. Here's the plan. All of you are going to move to Sioux Falls, but I won't be working here forever, oh no, so in a couple of years we'll all pack up and move together and go someplace else.
Anyone want to suggest the next spot?
The only requirement is that they have to have television there.
Seriously though, I have some really good friends that I feel like I should do a better job keeping up with. This blog is my solution.
I've decided to get over the fact that I am just not going to have pictures for every single one of my blog posts, but I will post more frequently. So that's a plus, unless you prefer picture books ... sorry about that.
So do me a favor. Drop me a line, post if you need my number and I'll get it to you. Let me know what's the best way to keep in touch with you. Do you prefer the blog thing? I think that's going to be my modus operandi from now on, but the thing is there are so many of you that have been such a big part of my life that I want to stay friends with you ... I'm just not sure the best way to do it.
That's all, please post and let me know what method you prefer to keep in touch.
Now to work on a fun post ...
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Then there's Parley street. The way is straight, surrounded by fields and it leads to the wide Mississippi. Here began the journey that for thousands would end not in a new home safe in the mountains, but in their death. As you walk, one step slowly in front of the other, each step crunching on the ground, you pass by plaques that tell you the story of that street. Called the "Trail of Tears" by those who first walked it, it is now called the "Trail of Hope". In early February they left, fleeing mobs who committed unspeakable crimes. They simply sought religious freedom, and the right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. But there is no bitterness in the feel, no anger, no call for revenge. If you listen carefully, you can almost hear the wind carry the words of the hymn penned from that trek, "And should we die, before our journey's through, Happy day! All is well!"
Anyway, welcome, and good luck.
Oh, and fair warning: I'm not promising short posts.