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Auburn / football / Twitter / video — Comments Off on From the Tweet Seats, the Mississippi State game
9
Sep 10

From the Tweet Seats, the Mississippi State game

All I do is win win win …

(There’s been a very involved discussion at The War Eagle Reader and elsewhere of the merits of this song. And it is terrible, but it works in the stadium.)

But I digress. To Starkville, via my cable signal. What follows is a simple copy and paste of my Twitter observations from the game. Just in case, you know, the Library of Congress neglects to archive these particular impressions. Hashtag: War Eagle.

I gotta fever and the only cure is Less cowbells.

That kid at the break is the only cute child in Starkville. #kiddingkidding

Over/under on the number of times Jesse Palmer says “put his foot in the ground”?

You block, you score. Great job @tzacau81!

I’m holding a giant D. @Ren_ is holding a section of picket fence.

Second time this week the University of Alabama has robodialed me. And now during the #Auburn game. University of FAIL.

Boo boos? No wonder Adam James couldn’t get playing time with Mike Leach.

It is amazing that Little Train didn’t make that graphic.

Diaz’s goal is to line up correctly? Surely not. If so Auburn wins by 45.

State should develop a cowbell-vuvuzela hybrid. I smell government grant. #stimulus

Nick Fairley for SGA! #allIdoissacksacksack

Glad to see the replay official could put his cowbell down long enough to review that play.

Look, if you aren’t going to sing the (Hail State) song, State, why make it the commercial?

Demond Washington, he fast. He real fast.

Nick “shoulder separator” Fairley is going to be a great Halloween costume in the SEC this year. #MVP

I’m not saying Tracy Rocker wears Nick Fairley pajamas, but Rocker’s PJs do have the number 90 on them.

Hide ya kids. Hide ya State defense.

Touchdown Auburn! Newton to Adams! I was going to make an “I hear cowbells” joke, but cowbells will now get quiet.

Give Fairley a raise, Cuz.

Cam Newton likes Golden Flake … and bad State defenses.

Cam Newton likes scooters … and bowling over disbelieving defensive backs.

I liked it when plays at the half were called with a smidge more aggression.

Coach, how do you stop Cameron Newton? “Just wrap him up. And take more HGH at halftime.”

“Bring the ring”? Swell the bell would be better.

It isn’t Nick Fairley’s fault that when he lets someone go, gravity reasserts itself and corkscrews that person into the ground.

Field goal at the half looks better now, doesn’t it?

Dan Mullen, you are no longer at Florida. Relf is not Tebow.

State uses one of Auburn’s onside kicks against them. That’s gimmick infringement, man. That ain’t right.

Cam Newton likes puppies … and your laughable attempts at arm tackles.

Cam Newton likes Rocky Road … and facepalming you back into the film room.

@Supurmario27 can’t catch a break tonight.

The umpire couldn’t throw his flag because his name is Bruce Dickensen and he needs more cowbell, baby.

ESPN: No one is kicking, but we’ll get our sponsors on the screen somehow!

I love watching D linemen getting de-cleated.

Yeah, I would have gone for it.

Nick Fairley must have been traumatized by a bulldog as a child. What a savage.

Funny that wasn’t a penalty against State. Meanwhile Bynes gets his machismo on.

Hey, Chizik? Roof? People are picking on Neiko.

Congrats to State, much improved and good atmosphere. Is it too early to start worrying about them for next year?

I believe in Auburn and it has nothing to do with football.

movies / Twitter / video / weekend — Comments Off on When I think school, I think Juno
22
Aug 10

When I think school, I think Juno

I woke up, I turned on the television, and there was Julius Caesar, the 1970 version, starring Charlton Heston, Jason Robards, Sir John Gielgud  and others. I wrote about it on Twitter:

Watching Julius Caesar, starring prototypical Roman, Charlton Heston. Great American cast reading English dialect about Italians. #globalism

Heston played Marc Antony three times. Unlike Caesar he accepted it thrice. People made Planet of the Apes jokes the second and third time.

Twitter News Alert: They just stabbed Caesar. In a related story, the music is odd percussion, reminding audiences of Planet of the Apes.

Marc Antony gives a stirring, populist speech for Caesar and the people riot. He then drinks from a wooden bowl that breaks like glass.

Robards and Johnson just tear up the big Brutus/Cassius scene. It is exhausting to even watch it. “Fret till your proud heart break!”

Cassius’ death scene was so bad that when Brutus arrived he looked around, as if were expecting to be Punk’d.

Exeunt Robards nee Brutus. Heston comes on to say “We finally really did it. You Maniacs! You blew it up!” Credits!

This film isn’t well received at IMDB, I suspect because of the understated power and hammy acting of Charlton Heston. There are times when he feels like he’s performing on a stage for a great audience, waaaay in the back of the house, but forgetting the camera is right there. It is, though, a terrific movie for a day when it is too hot to move.

In the late evening we went for a bike ride. The bike I was riding is, well, messed up. It won’t go above fifth gear. Half the time it won’t go below it. But I can pedal in fifth! So I can coast or ride that one speed, or try to force the chain. Doing that means an awfully big downstroke which creates the other problem: the seat won’t stay up. Every hill or so I have to stop and reset the height, pressing the little clamp down as hard and as far as I can, hoping it will hold.

And it does, for a while. And then, seemingly at random, the clamp gives way, the seat slides down into the tube on the frame and whatever symmetry I had is replaced by something more or less perpendicular to the road, with my splaying feet and knees feeling like they are inches from the ground.

So I only did about five miles like that. The Yankee came in too, it was getting a little dim. Guess we’d started too late.

That’s OK, because after we got cleaned up we made dinner and enjoyed a delicious spaghetti parmesan. We watched the Back to School marathon on USA, which featured Juno, the story of a precocious 16-year-old who gets pregnant and judges everyone in lines a little too dated for someone her age.

Got a one-liner, an adoptive family and everything turns out great! Your parents will support you and your friends will come around. Welcome back to school, kids!

Tomorrow, I’m dumping a bunch of pictures and things on you from the last week. Thinking of making that a regular feature, too. Anything to pad another day around here.

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