Whoa...the lack posting was getting a little out of hand, eh?
Buster and I are taking in the Packers/Ravens game and a bottle of wine (well, I'm just taking that in, Buster's not old enough yet, though he likes to lick cold beer bottles). The Packers didn't come out of the gate too quickly, yet another nod to the fact that my pro football teams aren't so hot this year. But it's been a good run in Baton Rouge, sports-wise. There were some way too exciting LSU football games, and some none too exciting Saints football games. The latter, however, allowed me to drink my first and probably only legal beers in Tiger Stadium, which maybe the most memorable story to tell of the Saints games played in Baton Rouge (either that or the time that the Saints intercepted a ball only to have the interceptor trip over another Saint and fumble, therefore returning the ball back to the Dolphins...it was quite a classic Saints move).
Well, I've gotten kicked off the couch for the evening. It was already crowded with Friday and Kelly snoozing contentedly about an hour into Fellowship of the Ring, then Buster decided he needed to be on the couch for a nap as well. I decided it was time to head over to the recliner.
While November 24th is the proper date, I will always mark the day before Thanksgiving as 'Brown's Day', the day that Larry Brown died. The evening is best spent where I spent the very first one, last year at Fenian's, an establishment that I always visit to do my writer-related drinking. However, being in Baton Rouge and heading out of town for Brookhaven, I will have to make do with a snort of bourbon at my parent's once I get there.
Well, I leave J-town and the Wrecking Crew starts a book club AND rolls out The Glam Menagerie. Seems they were just waiting for me to leave to get the real fun up and going, but I'll let it slide since it'll be a nice one stop shopping spree of all that's going on with my favorite people in Jack-town.
Wow. I made my regular visit to the Clarion-Ledger's website this morning and found this: