If you haven’t seen the video of Urban Meyer gnawing on reporter Jeremy Fowler, go watch it. He’s since apologized to him, but sheesh, come on, Urban. Even your first post-Tebow and post-“resignation” year, you’ve got to be mellower than this. (I’m impressed with how Fowler handled himself.)
I recently reconnected with one of my coolest high school teachers on Facebook. She taught me Humanities my junior year, and guess what? She’s still cool.
It took me eight or ten tries, and there was a lot of improvement from try one to try two and from try two to try three, but I have perfected the art of grilling ribs. I’d rather eat mine than anyone else’s.
On another food note, do you like the bread at Macaroni Grill? This recipe is very, very close. Aaron is taking two loaves to school tomorrow to share with his class.
I was pulled over for speeding for the first time in eight years on Tuesday morning. Officer Scruggs of the Madison Police Department was polite, professional, and let me go with a warning. Thank you, sir. I appreciate it.
The Bush administration made a horrible call on the U.S. embassy in Iraq. The complex occupies a staggering 104 acres (appropriated, not purchased)—by far the largest embassy in the world, and approaching the size of Vatican City. Can you see creeping resentment as a possibility in the years to come? I can. Most of this land needs to be returned to Iraq as soon as is practical.
I had to send Watchmenback to Netflix unwatched. I didn’t care enough to tolerate the run time.