Sometimes it all works out

Just got back from Nebraska, where I had a fine weekend. On Friday night, we went to Nettie's, which is a small local Mexican joint, with the best chili ever. I got a dish of chili (it's a bit too hot to make that the whole meal), and the chicken taco plate. Good stuff. Had ice cream too (vanilla in a waffle cone), but not at Nettie's. I went for a 13ish mile run Saturday morning. Omaha is a bit cooler than New York right now. Most of me felt fine, but my fingers and nether regions got frozen (I had a chilly willy.) Then we drove to Lincoln, had lunch in a sports bar, then off to the game. The bar was a bit disconcerting, because Nebraska and Texas Tech have similar colours, so you had to really look to see where people's loyalties lay. I didn't get beat up in the washroom for wearing my Tech shirt, so that went well. On our way to the stadium, I put on my special shirt, in Tech colours, with a large "Husk This" and an arrow pointing to my (now somewhat thawed) groin (a play on the Nebraska Cornhuskers). I went from getting a few glares, to a collection hateful stares. Amazingly nobody said anything, probably because Tech won the game last year 70-10, so what could they say? There weren't many Tech fans in the stadium, which is surprising because last time there was a whole section filled with Tech fans. The row in front of us was a family of Nebraska fans, including a couple of VERY excitable college-age kids, Mike and Megan. The group of them had been drinking for some time. One of them , seated right in front of me, was quite entertaining, since the only thing I hear him say for the first half was "Crown Royal?" every time someone passed a Coke further down the row. Tech got off to a rousing start, 21-0, but Nebraska clawed back to 21-14 at the half. Mike had figured out that Tech fans were behind him, and was getting in my face, yelling "Can you feel it? Did you see that?" I wanted to be polite so I just smiled, pointed across the stadium and said, "Scoreboard." (The full expression is "Scoreboard, bitch", but I restrained myself.) Nebraska continued the comeback in the second half, and was up 31-27 with about 5 minutes to play. The place was nuts, the loudest I've ever heard an outdoor stadium. Tech drove the field, had a few mistakes but stayed alive, and scored the go-ahead touchdown with 12 seconds to play. I then heard the unmistakable sound of 80,000 fans shutting up. It was FANTASTIC. Mike wouldn't look back at me. I hope he's feeling better now. I saw the end of the game on TV (Jeff Tivo'd it), and they showed the fans. It looked like the entire state of Nebraska all found out their dogs died at the same moment. So I was undoubtedly very happy, but being a good sport and not wishing to gloat, I turned my shirt inside-out as we left the stadium. All in all, a fantastic weekend.

Tyra Banks, model for Victoria's Secret and Sports Illustrated and host of her own TV show, has released her personal line of glasses. Who has ever looked at her eyes?

Book recommendation: The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time. I read it over the weekend. I can see why it was a best seller and has gotten rave reviews.

No Mitch Hedberg joke today, sorry.

OK, I'll give you one: My friend said to me, "You know what I like? Potatoes." I said, "Dude, you have me time to guess."