Don't call it a comeback

This picture purely exemplifies the adage that a picture is worth a thousand words. It may not look like much, but when I see this simple thing I can envision a 16 hour work day. I see a man finishing his graveyard shift only to be told that the morning crew can't handle all the people coming in and out of the establishment. I see credit card machines going down, 500 hundred people leaving a hotel, 650 entering the hotel, and two co-workers leaving for fifteen minutes as this tired man fills their frivolous vacancy. I also see a lack of bellmen, parking spaces, and standing room in a lobby. I see useless management (they don't know the system), new hires with thick accents (hindering more than helping, I dare say), and frustration coming to a boil. Ah, but then the clouds part and a free meal is granted. I dare say that I chose Chef Duke to make me up some almond French toast with a fruit plate on the side. The meal alone would have been enough to make up for the inconveniences of the day, but then I found this blueberry with a raspberry 'fro. I don't care what kind of day you are having: finding a 'froberry makes everything better in the world. Try it out yourself.

Some football musings and then I'll call it a day:
First off, Utah at Alabama was amazing. (Don't tell me that it was on a neutral field! Alabama is situated far closer to New Orleans than Utah.) The fact that we scored more in the first half than Bama did in the whole game was a feat in itself, but also that we continued to push the ball later in the game. Sure, not as ferocious as that first half beatdown (you could also substitute the words "murder-fest" and "cremation") but still impressive. Oh, and who made all their field goals? And who had the stunning stat of eight sacks in one game? You may say that eight sacks has happened before, but has it happened against a team that had held the number one spot for five weeks? I think not, Poindexter. For Utah (who clearly won the game, regardless of what critics and commentators and their sporty spin doctors may say) it was a brilliant argument for who should be number one in the country.

Then again, I'm stepping on my own toes here. Oklahoma is number one and I dang well think they should stay there. I don't believe for one second that this Utah team could beat what Oklahoma is playing with. How will we know? We can't. The system doesn't allow for a playoff, simply a playsing. Er, placing. The rankings show their flaws this year by having two one-loss teams playing for the National Championship while loss-less Utah merely gets a "Hey, way to beat the BCS system" pat on the back. Again, my Sooners are number one, but how cool would it be to have that final play off? Very cool. Sam Bradford v. Brian Johnson. Bob Stoops v. Kyle Whittingham. Come on! Let's all dream on together because it'll take years to change the system. But maybe, just maybe, Utah can get some respect and get what they hopefully will deserve next year.