CURIOUS INDEX, 6/3/08

“having a big penis has its drawbacks”

preachin’ to the choir brother…preachin’ to the choir

I wonder when Mark found the time to find Jesus? Before or after donating plasma?

Nice little ditty by Richt, but the Herschel Walkers did all that shit in one day.

Will cable companies have boost their bandwidth in order to handle all that speed?

I heartily second Orson Spencer Mellencamp’s Maisel kudos, and add that everybody should check out Maisel’s most recent ESPN podcast, which is also related to the Coaches Of Arabia trip. It’s outstanding, it’s on iTunes, and it’s free (search for “college football insider podcast”).

Two glaring omissions for Boone activities – golf & Jager shots at Canyons in Blowing Rock.

Click on the view cam. www.canyonsbr.com

Gerry Dorsey @ #1 seconded.

When people make fun of me for driving a little VW Jetta, I just tell them I’m undercompensating for being hung like a rhinoceros.

@YoYo,

You forgot “banging hippie chicks.”
Now I believe that list is complete.

Who knew Richt could wax so Dylan-esque? From a 1966 Playboy interview with Dylan, re: getting into college coaching rock and roll:

“Carelessness. I lost my one true love. I started drinking. The first thing I know, I’m in a card game. Then I’m in a crap game. I wake up in a pool hall. Then this big Mexican lady drags me off the table, takes me to Philadelphia. She leaves me alone in her house, and it burns down. I wind up in Phoenix. I get a job as a Chinaman. I start working in a dime store, and move in with a 13-year-old girl. Then this big Mexican lady from Philadelphia comes in and burns the house
down.

I go down to Dallas. I get a job as a “before” in a Charles Atlas “before and after” ad. I move in with a delivery boy who can cook fantastic chili and hot dogs. Then this 13-year-old girl from Phoenix comes and burns the house down. The delivery boy—he ain’t so mild: He gives her the knife, and the next thing I know I’m in Omaha. It’s so cold there, by this time I’m robbing my own bicycles and frying my own
fish.

I stumble onto some luck and get a job as a carburetor out at the hot-rod races every Thursday night. I move in with a high school teacher who also does a little plumbing on the side, who ain’t much to
look at, but who’s built a special kind of refrigerator that can turn newspaper into lettuce. Everything’s going good until that delivery boy shows up and tries to knife me. Needless to say, he burned the house down, and I hit the road.

The first guy that picked me up asked me if I wanted to be a star. What could I say?"

Mark Richt: Tangled up in red and black.

I would think that losing at ultimate frisbee would be a good thing, although not fielding a team would be even better. Talk about a race to the bottom.

Did Richt say whether that dive where he bartended/janitored also fried catfish? If so, that story could get even better.

So is anyone else picturing Richt working at the bar in the Muppet Movie where Kermit meets Fozzie or is that just me?

If you look at the full results on the Ultimate Frisbee website, you find they have a “Team Spirit” ranking. I’m guessing it’s just a 1 to 5 score for “Did not act like total jackasses to officials, opponents, and random passersby.” Florida finished last.

I want to make a joke, but realize my college self would have scored poorly in team spirit in almost any remotely competitive event I participated in.

Allahver @ #3…yeah, I love reading about the Hershels…all of ’em.

Game @ #8…you beat me to it!

jwoolf1@ #9…well done, although “tangled up in red and black” is gonna be difficult to put to music…

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Ah, for the good old pseudo-hippie days of Clyde’s, Holley’s Tavern, P.B. Scott’s & Coffey’s.

Blowing Rock 1, Marriage 0.

The rafting and hiking hippies in Boone would be infuriated by being omittied…if they weren’t baked…and Boone Take Out wasn’t at the door with their Mellow Mushroom.

ham biscuits at the Dan’l Boone Inn, fuck me running.

An omission from the Richt list:

Selling patchouli oil on the street corner in Boone

In a moment of weakness, Richt admitted he killed a drifter just to get an erection.

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Danl Boone Inn ham biscuits are Sonny’s Grill wannabes.

There was also that time Richt quit his job, dressed like a cowboy and moved to New York City to be a “stud.” But I think that was right before he ended up going to school in Miami, not after. He still won’t talk about the bus ride from New York to Miami or how he got the money for the bus ticket.

All the above listed Boone area activities are just a prelude to the Jupiter Coyote/Widespread Panic/Colonel Bruce triple bill tonight.

har har, nothing to do in boone but x, y, and z, har har.

yeah, but give me a job, a tire swing, and a riverside campsite at merlefest, and i’d move back today.

@20, agreed. Danl Boone = trough, always one step ahead of the health inspectors.

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Add that Chart-Toppin Man, Unknown Hinson, to that card and you’ve got something going.