Rather Annoyed Tonite

I love Nebraska football, I always have. Guess that stems from Nebraska being number one in the country the day I was born, and that Nebraska has won 5 national titles since 1971 and more in the last 10 years than any other school (3).

But tonite I'm really irritated with Nebraska football, our athletic director, the boosters, and a lot of our fans. Nebraska Coach Frank Solich was fired tonite, on the verge of a possible 10 win season (with a win in an upcoming bowl game). I can't believe the insanity of all this. All I can hope is that there is something I don't know that is going on. He's the sixth winningest active coach in the NCAA right now, and his record is basically identical to what Tom Osbornes was at the same point in both of their careers.

I have this impending sense of dread and doom about all of this, about several seasons of chaos and mediocrity, and the true end to any chance for Nebraska to ever return to dominance, something they did for more than 30 years until last year's 7-7 season. Going 9-3 thus far, and a chance at 10-3 in the bowl game this year, should have been enough to save this man's job. But the unreal expectations of a few outweighed the opinions of the many in this case. I am afraid of what is going to happen during the next few seasons for my beloved Nebraska Cornhuskers.

All Around The Turkey Breast Is Turkey (With Bits Of Wing, Thigh, Neck, Etc.)

I went to the store tonite, to purchase an extra pie shell, seems the pie my significant other was making had a LOT of filling to it. So while there, I decided to purchase a turkey breast, because I wasn't sure yet what we were doing for Thanksgiving dinner.

Now, I have never bought a turkey before, so as I walked down the Turkey Section (I will call it that, because for this time of year, the turkey has seemingly it's own section, the GobbleGobble Group, right next door to the ham, in the Porker Portion. I gave these sections there own names, because, well, they didn't have names yet). I realized as I looked around at the other bewildered men, all staring at the hundreds of types of turkeys, that I didn't know shit about fowl, and neither did they. I have never seen a more satisfied look on a meat worker's face than the guy going around to and from, person to person, explaining what was what to anyone who needed help. Never has one man donned in a bloody apron had so much power over so many at one time.

I found what I figured was the right thing, it did SAY turkey breast, and I brought it home. Of course, I get in the door and get it out and the laughing starts. I'm not sure if I did anything wrong, but the package stated something around the order of "Turkey Breast, including bits of thigh, chunks of wing, scraps of neck, etc." as though it was some Frankensteinish freak bird or something. I think I did pretty good myself, I bought the Turkey Breast PLUS version of turkey, I mean, who wants to settle for just the breast when you have all the makings for turkey nuggets too? Well, I suppose you need the turkey lips and buttcheeks for the nuggets, and I don't know if those are attached to the breast, probably not. Do turkeys even have buttcheeks? How do they sit down?

As you can see, my general lack of knowledge about turkeys doesn't stop with just the breast. God help me if I ever went on a date with a turkey. I would need a road map to get to first base. Wait, I have dated some turkeys. Well, figuratively speaking, that is*spits feathers out of mouth*. I think I'm going to just stick to the mashed potatos and stuffing tomorrow, that turkey business is downright confusing.