Road Trip '08 - Day 30 comments Monday, April 21, 2008 Syracuse, NYToday was Take-A-Look-Around-Syracuse-And-Pray-Leslie-Doesn’t-Hate-It Day. Fortunately, she didn’t hate it. In fact, she really liked it and felt very much at home. We toured campus and it was very pretty. There were students lounging around on the Quad and it looked like a postcard. It made me miss OBU. It was also ridiculously warm. According the Internet (and everyone knows what you read online is true), the average temp in July is 70.4 degrees. Of course, today it was 87 degrees. The Syracuse Physical Plant hasn’t thrown the switch from Winter to Summer, so we sweltered whether we were inside or out and about. We met with the director of Leslie’s program (I can’t remember what it’s called, but it’s a lot of letters), Dr. Scott McWonderbeard. He was actually very cool and if I were enrolling as a grad student at Syracuse, I’d be excited that he would be one of my profs. He is an Okie and did his undergrad and masters at OU. He is also an ubergeek. Want proof? He has developed a board game he’s marketing in Germany about the action surrounding the bursting economic bubble of the 1750s Amsterdam tulip market. I’m not even joking. He was still cool though. I promise. Two students from Leslie’s betrothed program gave us a brief tour of campus and answered Leslie’s questions while I sat back and marveled at the sheer volume of information they were spouting. Syracuse bought us lunch at this fun Irish pub and I had a very good Philly chicken sandwich. After our official stuff was in the can and Leslie officially matriculated, we bought some Syracuse swag in the bookstore and returned to hotel to clean up and rest. We both had some postcards to mail so Leslie googled the nearest post office. My GPS directed us there and it turns out it is the single most secure post office on the planet. It’s all good, though, because we made it out with our postcard stamps and our civil liberties intact. Next, we went to Carousel Center, which thinks it is a really cool mall. I’d give it a 7 at best. We shopped around Borders, counseled my sister to enter an OBU Guitar Hero tourney and caught the 4 p.m. showing of Smart People. It was pretty good, but it was hard to pin down a certain theme. I must, however, give full marks Thomas Hayden Church and Ellen Page. After the movie, we came back to the hotel and ordered pizza as we watched TV. BK out. Road Trip ’08 - Day 20 comments Sunday, April 20, 2008669 miles, 1o hours, 27 minutes Total miles so far: 1175 States driven through: Kentucky, Ohio, Pennsylvania Dead deer seen on side of road: 14 Smokies: 18 This morning we woke up early and went to Keeneland, a racetrack/horse farm in Lex (recommended to us by the Todds). It’s nestled in Kentucky’s green rolling hills and it’s more like the sprawling equine-mecca I imagined Churchill Downs to be. It is so large! I don’t know how many square miles this place is, but it’s easily bigger than my home town and easily has 10x the people, even at 7 a.m. on a Sunday. We ate breakfast at the Track Kitchen and ladies and gentlemen, THIS is what God had in mind when He invented breakfast. It’s a hole-in-the-wall kind of place, but it’s a large one. I assume it was originally meant to be a commissary for the trainers and staff at Keeneland before they decided to open it to the public. We each grabbed a tray and the kitchen ladies loaded up our plates with whatever our hungry little tummies desired. I had scrambled eggs, bacon, a biscuit, gravy and breakfast potatoes, but they also had sausage, pancakes, waffles, grits, homemade muffins and bagels, etc. It was very good and very, very hearty. We wound through the barns and paddocks and worked our way to the Grandstand, braking occasionally for crossing thoroughbreds. The Grandstand was closed, but we could still walk up to the fence and check out the horses training on the track. They were really impressive. I can’t imagine how exhilarating it must feel to be riding one of those huge animals as it rounds the turn. We crossed into Ohio, but didn’t realize it because the jerks didn’t put up a Welcome to Ohio sign. Cincinnati is very hilly. Ohio was largely uneventful. It helped that I snored through large portions of it while Leslie drove. She also drove across a small corner of Pennsylvania and on into New York. The Empire State looks remarkably like Oklahoma, although their turnpikes are significantly more expensive. We cruised through Syracuse and checked out campus. It is very stately and academic-looking. There were a lot of students walking around and it’s in a very nice neighborhood. For dinner, we went to Dinosaur BBQ, just a few blocks from our hotel. I had a chili-burger and it was excellent. Leslie had the ribs and declared them the best she’s ever had. Road Trip ’08 - Day 10 comments506 miles; 7 hours 49 minutes States driven through: Missouri, Illinois, Indiana, Kentucky Dead deer seen on side of road: 8 Smokies: 6 Leslie’s flight into STL was early, so we got a nice head on the trip. It rained about 75 percent of the drive through Illinois, Indiana and Kentucky. That didn’t keep us from stopping on the side of the road and posing for pictures at the Welcome to _____ sign. We officially left God’s Time and are now operating on Eastern Time. Since we were passing through Louisville, we placed a quick cal to the expatriated Kentuckians, the Todds. They, of course, were not home. While in L-Ville, we took a quick detour and went to see Churchill Downs the site of the Kentucky Derby (to be run in a few weeks). It was HUGE, but it seemed out of place since it is smack dab in the middle of urban Louisville. We were about 45 minutes late to tour the museum and shop, so we settled on just taking some pix of the exterior. Onto Lexington and home of the Wildcats, the University of Kentucky. Lex is very hard to navigate, but we found our way to campus. Leslie almost decided to switch from ‘Cuse to UK, but thankfully she talked herself out of it. Is anyone left to fight this battle? Anyone? Anyone?0 comments Friday, April 11, 2008
What have we done to anger you so, O LORD?0 comments Tuesday, April 8, 2008![]() No, you are not having a nightmare. That woman is indeed holding a high-heeled shoe and yes - though it pains my soul to say it - that shoe is a Croc. Ben Stein + BK = BFF0 comments Thursday, April 3, 2008Little did I know that a mere 27 hours after I learned of the existence of Ben Stein's new documentary and wondered out loud to Leslie that I would like to interview the man. But whilst I was wittling away the hours waxing poetic about the fountain drinks at drive-ins, God was working out the details to give me a wonderful surprise (Yes, God wanted me to meet Ben Stein). Yesterday at 4:43 p.m., I got a fax from the governor's press secretary announcing that the Gov (who is apparently a big Stein fan) would introduce Stein as he showed a pre-release screening of Expelled: No Intelligence Allowed. I was one of about 100 people (I was the only press, by some miracle from Heaven) who watched the documentary in the Capitol Rotunda and got to speak with Stein afterwards. I also attended a press conference this morning (slightly better attended) where I got to hear him speak some more. I'll post more about Ben and some of his quotes later (including a movie review on A Rough Cut), probably tomorrow. I've been swamped all day and my New Testament Survey midterm is due in less than 24 hours. Lord Byron Couldn't Have Done Any Better Himself0 commentsOde to Sonic’s Thirsty Thursdays
How do I love thee, Thirsty Thursdays at Sonic? Let me count the ways They number two score and four ounces, One for each in that Styrofoam cup on those ruby red trays, Every second from my finger’s release of the ordering button Until we’re united in liquid bliss it an is untold torture mere full-priced drinks cannot satiate Thank God for my carhop, Becki, Speeding my beloved to me upon her old school roller skate “Drink to me only with thine eyes,” Ben Johnson wrote, in the days of Shakespeare and Shaw, That’s all good and well, Mr. Johnson, But this lover needs not two eyes, but two lips and a red straw Route 44, you do not care my particulars when I order my drink, Whether it be Dr Pepper, Diet Coke, or a cherry lime-ade with “easy ice,” All you know, the most tolerant of all lovers, Is that it’s your job to slake my first for one half the printed price 168 thousand combinations of pure magic... bigger IS better! Indeed, you truly are the Ultimate Drink Stop America’s Drive-In, what would I do without your Thursday goodness? The planets would not turn, my heart would stop beating, and horses would refuse to clip--clop You bubble in fizzy beauty, nugget ice all around Wrapping me in your warm, yet cold embrace of carbonation and caffeine Mere words fail to come when describing your greatness Thirsty Thursday, you rock harder that Queen And, perchance the Almighty might deign to issue forth an eleventh, To add to that Ten that He, in Exodus 20, did create, “Thou shalt remember each Thursday; keep it holy, And set aside that time to hydrate.”
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