What I know December 5th, 2009

In today’s “What I Know”: UT Overrated and lucky, quiet evening with a sick fiance, and it’s Halloween for Tiger Woods.

We start today with a prediction:

This will be the most boring National Championship EVAH!

The kick out of bounds will haunt Husker fans for years. Great game Huskers… Still don’t think UT is the second best team in the nation. Texas escapes with a win that they were handed to by Nebraska. If Huskers don’t kick the ball out of bounds and the horse collar tackle doesn’t happen, Texas doesn’t win. End of story. Colt is not what the Heisman is all about.

But if, if’s and but’s were candy and nuts , we’d all have a Merry Christmas.

My top 5: Alabama, TCU, Florida, Boise State,UTexas and for the record : Colt McCoy may win the Heisman, but he is FAR from the Heisman winner. Mark Ingram is my heart of heart choices, but Suh SHOULD win the Heisman. Does Nebraska dominate defensively without Suh putting pressure on McCoy and a Big 12 Championship Game record 4.5 sacks? No! What has Suh meant to the team?

Everything.

Alabama runs over UT 38-10 and Mack Brown steps down handing the reins to coach in waiting Will Muschamp.

Joanna is sick :

Jo has been on this doctor monitored diet for the last month. I’ve watched her drop pound after pound and I am so proud of her. So today, she ate something that didn’t agree with her, so we stopped by to drop off some of her patented sausage balls to a Christmas party and then headed home where she immediately crashed on the couch.

She went today to drop off her wedding dress, plus Shelby’s Jr. Bridesmaid dress and other assorted boxes to her dad in Sweetwater so he could take them home to Fredricksburg for steaming (the dresses) and alterations.

I’m getting excited and really happy that Shelby and Ryan will be able to be there for the wedding.

I had to talk to the ex-wife’s common law husband tonight to sort out plans for dropping the kids off in Johnson City the morning after the wedding. It will make me sad a bit, but in the end, I will have Joanna and they will be on their way to Walt Disney World for Christmas.

I can look at Joanna sleep, like I’ve looked at Shelby and Ryan sleep. peaceful , innocent. Until she wakes up.

Then she thinks it’s creepy, but then she kisses my head and goes back to sleep.

I get that for life.

Tiger Woods Mistresses, Come on down:

Now yet we have more reports of mistresses of Tiger Woods popping out of the wood work. Name me a floozy or a golf groupie who isn’t trying to get a piece of the Billion Dollar man and it says one thing to me.

Too much time on his and our hands.

Tiger should have kept it in his pants once he got famous. So you can nail any cocktail waitress at a golf course, big deal. The only thing you have is your reputation, and when it is gone, it is DESTROYED! FOREVER!

Now every woman who got Tiger’s “wedge” is going to be coming out of the closet. To make a buck and to continue this nightmare.

Members of the media: Leave this story to die.

Let’s pick on Obama, or health care, or Putin, or anything else in the world. I know we are reaching the slow time of the year, so why not pull out a happy go lucky story about the family pedaling across the US? Maybe the world’s largest cheeseburger? Or even a simple radio contest where somebody won a car.

No? Really?

We’re going to have to watch the parade of these losers? Crap! This is going to be as exciting like the time I watched paint dry in the living room.

Stop idolizing people and realize that they are human too. Even heroes have a bad day too.

Misc Notes…

Come up next weekend is the World Poker Bloggers Tournament in Las Vegas, Nevada. I would be sitting around waiting for the plane to pick us up and show off Joanna to a bunch of degenerate mofos that sometimes call and sometimes e-mail but most of the times live their life’s to the fullest. But as we get closer to the wedding I’ve realized that Okie-Vegas and maybe Weekend at Mookie’s may be the limit of my shenanigans for awhile.

The book is in rest period again. I’ve hit a wall and I just blew up 50 pages and 27K words. I’m close to having it where I want it to be, but I don’t like the way it reads. I may just have to rework it all over again.