Big D...all over again

Joni and I scored front row seats to the Broncos/Cowboys game last night...okay so it was upperdeck, but still, we only paid $7.50 for two tickets valued at $65 a piece. I chose not to wear my big orange #7 jersey for safety reasons, but I yearned for it once we were there. There is something very invigorating about wearing the opposing team's jersey in front of a bunch of drunken Texans. Texas Stadium is pretty historic...historically dumpy, but we had a blast anyways even though the Broncs got walloped in the first half. We were greatful for the cloudiness, because it lowered the temperature quite a bit, but it was still hot enough to be uncomfortable. Joni was hungry so we had to take out a loan to buy some super bowl nachos and a hot dog. It was pretty funny because we finally got to a point after sitting down that sweating came at a minimal flow, but then we scarfed down those spicy hot nachos, and we were back to square one. We looked at each other and started laughing because no words needed to be said, our tummy's felt better but we were using the napkins for my sweaty dome instead of wiping sauce off of our faces.
Joni caught me looking at the Dallas Cowboy cheerleaders in the pic below, kind of embarrassing I had my mouth open and drooling. Actually, I was checking out the Broncos bench...how gay am I? Who chooses to look at close ups of guys in tight pants over beautiful girls in short shorts that an 8 year old can fit into.

And of course, what sporting event experience is complete without the town drunk sitting next to you screaming the whole time. I was okay with the guy making a fool of himself, but at least be creative about it. He kept yelling, "HEY...HEY...HEY...HEY YOU...HEY". All you have to do to make me giggle is say,"HEY...CUTLER I'M OPEN" or something, but this guy couldn't say anything but, "HEEEEEEY, HEY, HEEEEEEEY!".

So we sped back to Bryan after the game...literally, I got a speeding ticket at about 1am when we were a few miles from home. Don't you wish you knew when unexpected epenses like that were coming? I could do so many things with the money I am paying to the city of Hearne, Texas. Maybe we should live life every once in a while as if we got a speeding ticket every month. Set that money aside for something fun. Even when you think you don't have any money in your mind, you always have enough to pay for a speeding ticket. So why not enjoy it?

Orientation starts this week, and school starts on the 27th. I can't wait until the first football game September 1st against Montana State, I have season tickets, and grad students get first dibs on the best seats. The Aggies are in the preseason top 25, and it should be an exciting season, whether they win or lose. Anything is an imporovement from USU football. I decided I will always have a place in my heart for USU basketball, but I can't help but get into the craziness that is Texas football...that's another blog for another day. We are keeping our fingers crossed that this hurricane doesn't come our way. It was wierd because in church they passed around lists for anyone who could house people if there is another evacuation. That is a good sign that we are just far enough away, but with all this flooding it can be pretty scary. Our friends in Houston already know they can come here if needs be.

My down time is still great time, I have been working out and running every day, but working out makes me hungrier, so I think I am actually getting a bigger belly. I love watching guys try to impress girls at the gym, every time I walk in the weight room I seriously laugh a tiny bit because walking in a weight room means that your chest and shoulders immediately get bigger, your posture becomes perfect, and you have to walk with your arms sticking out like you are wearing inflatable floatie things. There is a full indoor track on the third floor, but there are also bikes and elipticals facing the track. I run at my normal handicapped pace, but when there are girls up there, ironically, out come the meat heads to run. They run really fast when they pass the girls, then once they are out of view they gasp for air and walk. Then the girl they were trying to impress leaves, and they finish thier workout having run two laps. I feel like I should be a college professor because I am so much older than all the kids who are in school with me now. When I graduated high school these guys were learning how to write in cursive, do multiplication tables, and play ninja's with cardboard tubes. I can't wait to meet the people in my program, I wonder if I will be the "grandpa" or if there will be other people my age. Updates are coming.