Alright guys,

I have secured a block of twenty husker-friendly tickets at lowly Folsom Field for the 2007 edition of the Cornhuskers of Nebraska v Colorado. I know, it is exciting. Approximately 14 tickets have been spoken for, the rest are up for grabs. Tickets will go the the first twenty checks I receive. Tickets are face value, of course, at $50 bucks. Game time is 10am Nov. 26. The first post is the address payment can be sent to. I will arrange for each person's ticket to be under my name and his or her own at will call the day of the game. Feel free to call me with questions. Here is a video to get everyone in the mood!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8cMNPUDg8UQ

LA Times Nebraska Bashing

Warning: Don't drink Whiskey or Tequila before reading this article. The combination may infuriate you to the point of killing a Californian.

A column from the the LA Times
by T.J. Simers

Nebraska fans, lend him your ears -- and more
Simers wants to experience the run-up to the USC game with Cornhuskers fans, if any are willing to show him what their lives are like.
July 31, 2007

I am writing this now to give the overland stage time to get it there.

USC will be playing in Nebraska on Sept. 15, and I will be joining the greatest football team ever assembled as they strike out into the wilderness.

If possible, I'd like to spend time boarding with some corn cobs, maybe getting a smell of what it's like to be around livestock — then leaving Lincoln to move around the state and spend a few days here and there.

A stop in Wahoo at the Wigwam Café is probably a good start, but I was thinking it'd be interesting to stay with a real-live-boring Cornhuskers family somewhere out on the prairie so I can feel what it's like to have nothing to look forward to in my life other than a Saturday afternoon football game.

I'll be going to Nebraska early in the football week, and while I'm not sure what corn cob hospitality is like, I'd like to remind folks that when they came to L.A., I tried to help.

Remember when the Cornhuskers came to the big city to lose in the Rose Bowl? Everyone here knows there are no individual seats — just long benches for the skinny people who live here.

I was looking out for the corn-fed porkers, of course, including all their big-butted women, when I told them that if everyone sat down after the anthem, there were going to be people falling atop each other at the end of each row.

A number of corn cobs e-mailed to say they were unhappy with Page 2 but thrilled now to have their very own Internet machines.

They also wanted to tell me about their wonderful lives, kids and the modern facilities being built right down there by the creek. Well, there's nothing like a Wal-Mart coming to town to excite the locals, so I was thrilled for them. But for some reason that didn't come across in our correspondence, and there might still be some hard feelings.

I got to thinking last summer, though, as I drove the family-that-I-used-to-love across Nebraska in a RV what it must be like to actually live there most every day of your life.

I can't remember for sure if it was Nebraska or Kansas where I saw a tree, but it just seemed as if there wasn't much there.

That's why the corn cobs love their football. It's all they have, everyone wearing red, and sitting there like plump, ripe tomatoes with corncobs stuck to their heads, singing, "There is no place like Nebraska."

Hard to argue. There's not a 7-Eleven in the entire state, thousands of people never once tasting a Slurpee, which got me wondering whether I could live that way for a whole week.

I know there aren't a whole lot of cities in Nebraska, but I'm willing to spend a few days out yonder with a family if someone would like to show me what it's like to live without DirecTV and not ask me to kill a chicken for dinner.

I can play checkers if forced, though, or make a run to the Feed Store. Right now I'm willing to go wherever the corn cobs tell me to go, and while several have already done that, I'd like to see for myself they're not talking about some place in Nebraska.

Softball in the 177 - nothing like tee ball.

Apparently, NP softball has reached a new height in awesomeness...an all-star game and home run derby.

Check the article.

Can you guess who the MVP was? How about the winner of the HRD? Or how about how many pounds of chew were consumed?

Ponce. Meth. Shocker.

From the NP telegraph (and Rick)--

Richardo G. Ponce, 26, of 1501 W. First, was arraigned in Lincoln County Court Monday for possession of a controlled substance – methamphetamine.

According to Lt. Rick Ryan, on May 27, 2007, around 11:30 p.m. officers received a call about an individual trespassing at a residence that is being renovated. The caller said that he could see an individual inside the house.
When officers arrived at the scene, they found Ponce in the house with a glass bong and a butane torch. The officer took the bong, torch and a small baggie with a powder substance and issued Ponce a citation for possession of drug paraphernalia. A urine sample tested positive for methamphetamine.

Lincoln County Judge Kent Turnbull set Ponce’s bond at 10 percent of $15,000. The bond is to run concurrent with two other cases Ponce has pending in Lincoln County Court.

His next court date was set for July 27 at 1:30 p.m.

Is this guy for real?

I don't know y'all, is this guy faking or do you think he's really this nerdy? His name is Ronald Jenkees, and all I have to say is..."whoa."



I'm not sure whether I should laugh or cry.

Rocket Fishing Rod - for rollerbladers

What's the worst thing about using the Rocket Fishing Rod?
Answer: Proving to your dad that you're a little pussy.



This thing sucks. What ever happened to "Son, if you don't know how to cast a fishing rod, maybe you should go play with your dolls. Stop dickin' around and grab me a beer."

This thing is like a Nerf rocket combined with a Snoopy rod. You would think the combination of two American staples would create an even better American product.

Nope. And what's with the tampon it shoots into the water?

7-18-2007, Thoughts about the unimportant

1. What and the hell is 'Bohemian' supposed to mean? I researched the historical meaning for it, and what do you know? It's a person from freakin' Bohemia, an area in the Czeck Republic. But for some reason, nowadays anyone who is an artist, writer, hipster, etc. can be classified as 'Bohemian.' Why? I don't get it. Were the REAL Bohemians incredibly artistic? I just thought they wore funny hats or were gypsies. So maybe that's the ticket...if you wear a funny hat or dress like a gypsy, you're begging to be called 'Bohemian' -- even if you're not from Bohemia. What a crock of piss.

1a. J-lo and Mark Anthony's new movie - El Cantante. We're not the target audience.

2. Flight of the Conchords. Hilarious. If you have HBO, watch it. If you don't, check out some of these YouTube clips. youtube clips

3. David Beckham, his wife is hot.

4. Victoria Beckham, she's hot.

5. Husker season is six weeks away. OFY.

What are all of you excited about/annoyed with right now? (besides my blogging)

...the last post made me think

Do you think American Gladiator Contender's received performance enhancing drug testing? Because I just saw Terrance Gholer win in a chemically-altered fashion. Go here if you were wondering if Nitro, aka Dan Clark, is still alive. http://sports.espn.go.com/espntv/espnShow?showID=CSAG
I will never stop loving that show.

Bear Grylls. Enough said.

As the host of Discovery Channel's Man vs. Wild, you've seen Bear Grylls drink water from elephant dung, swim in the alligator infested Everglades, and slide down a freakin' mountain on his stomach. So, in tribute to this badass and Man vs. Wild (best show on TV), I give you a couple facts about Bear Grylls, from Wikipedia and BearGrylls.com:

• Real name: Edward Michael Grylls, born 1974
  
• In British Special Forces until he broke his back in three places during a parachuting accident (16,000 foot fall at twice the normal speed)
  
• Lives on a freakin' converted barge floating on the Thames River
• Has two sons, Jesse and Marmaduke. Again, he has a son named Marmaduke
• Climbed Everest at the age of 23, making him the youngest Brit to reach the summit (That record was broken a year later by a man who died on the way down)
  
• Flew a petrol-powered paraglider OVER Everest
• Had a dinner party at 25,000 feet under a balloon (see pic)
  
• He's also a blackbelt in Karate
  

There you have it. One of the baddest adventurers in the world. What do you all think about the show? Bear? Consider this a Bear Grylls shrine blog.

Cops shoot cows

Okay, here's a post a little more fitting for the 177. It doesn't involve North Platte, the Silas family, or anything related to booze, but it does involve shooting cows.

On Tuesday, a semi carrying a load of cows tipped over on the I-80/680 interchange. Just imagine the possibilities...done...now read about what happened. Article and photo courtesy of the Omaha World Herald.

A Darn Fine Design Shop

There's a design shop in Kansas City called M12 and they could very well be one of the best I've ever seen. Given, I'm no design master know-it-all, but their stuff blows my mind. They're also amazing motion artists. Basically you need to go there and treat yourself to some awesomeness.

They're also making a movie called History of America. I highly suggest watching the trailer. Again, an amazing mix of design, motion, and music.

Word to your mother.

Donkey Punch

Brainchildren of the corn,

I want to issue a declaration of blog go-get-em. In normal person talk, that means we need to put forth a better blogging effort. You know, kick some life back into the 177. With that being said, I have nothing else to say.

It was a pleasure to see all of you at Rick & Leslie's wedding. Next stop: Fall Fun Fest - Bay Area