Archive for November, 2012
Let me start by saying I do hope we get Jon Gruden. I want that magical moment to happen. But I’m approaching it with a heavy amount of cynicism, hence my reluctance to jump on the band wagon.
However I doubt, sincerely it will happen.
That out of the way the mood around the fan base has been dark. From the seats on the outside looking in, its almost morose. It’s one of the few times I have been relieved that I do not live within the inner circle of the Tennessee state boundaries. I may be tempted to jump in to the river if I did.
So with no further adieu, here’s a list of 5 coaches whom most of the fan base has probably never heard of who I think would make a great hire by Dave Hart, but will never be hired. Unlike Gruden, there is no way in Hades they’ll ever be our coach. But a mhuire, it would be a bloody blast if they did!
Feel free to chortle, poke fun, groan, shake your head and just wonder “What the bloody Hades?!” in the comments as I play the fool. That’s what this thread and article is for to relieve some stress and get back to being what we are: Tennessee Volunteers!
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So as a Xbox Live holder I get all kinds of nifty (cough) E-mail from Microsoft trying to get me to use all of their (ahem) useful Xbox 360 applications.
In their defense if I lived in the middle of Detroit or Chicago I’m sure it would be. But I’m one of the millions who still do not have high speed internet, so all of this tripe is just that for me.
But that didn’t stop Microsoft from sending me a really neat E-mail that, thanks to my lack of use of their systems, becomes utterly hysterical when read (or at least it does in my twisted mind)
This is a re-post from our November, 2009 post regarding this week. Other Military bloggers covering today: Blackfive
On November 5th, 1965 the 173rd Airborne Brigade deployed on a Search & Destroy mission in to War Zone “D” north of Bien Hoa. Also involved was the 1st Battalion Royal Australian Regiment ; 1st Battalion, 503rd Infantry; and the 2nd Brigade, 1st Infantry Divisions . The name of the operation, ironically, signified the units halfway point in their tour of the Vietnam war.
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You have power over your mind – not outside events. Realize this, and you will find strength.
So some folks got what they wanted last night and some folks didn’t. Such is the way of the world and the nature of the beast.
I won’t sit here and try to ploy niceties and say I think under this leadership we are heading in anything even vaguely considerable to the right direction.
But nor will I quibble over it.
What I am concerned about is a much more conscionable change in our culture as a whole.
- Last night we elected a woman whom has led most of her life as a fraud
- We voted to legalize a product that is arguably worst than tobacco.
- We elected a President who likely allowed US diplomats to be killed
- We reelected an administration whom supported an Attorney General who has managed to kill at least 1 Border Patrol agent and hundreds if not thousands of Mexican citizens.
- We reelected a President who disenfranchised military voters.
- And a act of terrorism where soldiers and civilians were killed was classified as “work place violence”
Any one of these alone, ten years ago, would have shown a government official the door. But in this day and age not a single thing has been done on any of them.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not happy with the outcome, but I am more concerned over our populaces willingness to forgo these slights against itself.
Rather we have created entire generations whom are dependent upon the government. I’ll be exploring this more in coming days but historically speaking it’s a scary trend for our nation.
I don’t wax on politics as much as I used too.
But the power of voting can not be understated.
One thing I absolutely despise is apathy. Tell me you don’t like the choices. Tell me you don’t feel they represent you, just don’t tell me that you are not going to use the blood paid right that hundreds of thousands of people from the Revolutionary War to present day died to give you.
Back in 2004 I wrote that voting is effectively making a choice as to the type of world you want you and your children to live in.
We, as a race see many things in our life that our children will never see. But in their time we must remember that they too, will see changes.
What those changes are, will be decided not only by our actions, but by our stances we choose, and the votes we place on our elected officials in November.
It is easy to cast responsibility to someone else. To say it is up to our government. It is up to our leaders. it is up to our neighbors. It is not my job.
We delude ourselves with that thought.
I don’t care who you vote for. I just care that you go vote. Make a legitimate decision regarding your life.
Instead of approaching it as “If it happens it happens” impose your will on your own destiny.
But don’t sit on the sidelines. Don’t be apathetic.
It’s a hard thing to admit failure.
It’s not something one enjoys, or that one likes to revel in it. It’s a lot different than Great Victory which is what we all strive for in the end, yes?
But occasionally, despite our abilities, skills, confidence, and sheer luck the Fates come around and stick a steel toe number 9 in your kiester to remind you that you aren’t infallible.
Me? I managed to get my project online, on time and under budget. I have some clean up work that will require some more travel soon but the larger goal I got completed.
I’ve also managed to hang on by the skin of my teeth to my Law Class. I’m passing, but only just. The multitude of work hours has made it damn near impossible for me to dedicate the time that I needed to dedicate to it.
I even managed to come off my Leave of Absence to help track and coordinate on Hurricane Sandy. An epic storm, and I got to work right through it going almost days without sleep between it, my job and my school.
In all of this I got a couple things done around the house and in my yard that needed doing.
No, where I failed was two fold. Firstly was here. I need to write here….I want to write here. The need to write is something I constantly have however when I sit down my mind goes blank, and the world comes crushing in and frankly the only thing I want to do is lie down somewhere with a glass of Irish whiskey and pass out. Like the whole world is leaning in and suffocating me.
The second, was my Engineering Economics class. Those who know me well know math has always been my Achilles heel, my kryptonite. I have managed on numerous occasions to study my way past the brick wall that my head freeze locks on when it comes to numbers. I’ve become pretty good with balance books and can iterate cash flows. But despite hours of study, practice exams, reading, even sleeping with my stupid book under my pillow, I crashed and burned hard on my midterm.
So hard that looking at the points I just don’t see that I can dig my way out of the hole and still pass. I have to score a 3.25 in my class or higher in order for it to count towards my graduate program. My score is light years from that currently.
Looking back I realize I literally have too much going. Some of it is unavoidable like my work projects. Other parts are my choice: I could resign from the storm center. I could have put off the yard work but the of the matter is it has to be done. I’m not a 23 year old college kid who lives in the dorm. I’m a pushing 40 year old male with a wife, kid, career and acres of home that have to be supported and taken care of.
In short school is killing me.
I’m not quitting, not yet. But the knowledge that I will have to retake this class is…in a word….deflating…..demoralizing and thats eye opening. I’ve had the Midas touch now for almost 5 years juggling career and education I saw this coming…but then I didn’t. I went in cocky and over confident.
And paid the price. My own fault.
I’d get really drunk, but I have to study for my mid term for my law class.