Bill Callahan, late non-motivator of the Oakland Raiders, has accepted the head coaching job at the University of Nebraska.
Callahan’s first move as Husker head coach was to contact Vince Ferragamo and ask him if he ever thought about using up his final year of college eligibility.
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Thoughts from the left lane of I-94, after a blitzkrieg to Minneapolis:
There aren’t many scenic Interstates in the Midwest, but I-94 from Portage, WI to the Minnesota line is one of them.
The cool kids may tell the best place in the Cities for breakfast is Al’s in Dinkytown, but that’s probably because they’ve never been to Keys. I’ve been to both, and I can tell you that Keys is roughly a gazillion times better–the Italian Hash is one of the three or four best things I’ve ever eaten. But even the toast and jelly at Keys is an experience–after all, they’re both homemade.
Now that the words “Honda” and “sippy cup” have made it into top-10 country songs, it’s time to call new country an experiment that failed. Personally, I blame these three guys, pretty-boy wimps who are about as country as the Lexuses I’m sure they drive. Somebody needs to organize a David Allan Coe revival.
Along the same lines, while I’m sure Martina McBride is a very nice person, after hearing “In My Daughter’s Eyes” every fifteen minutes for two days straight, I’m kind of hoping Martina’s little girl grows up to be a bank robber.
And Lonestar’s remake of “Walking In Memphis” gets my vote for “Least Essential Remake of a Song Which Didn’t Really Need Remaking.”
But whatever happened to Marc Cohn, anyway?
I was at a fun (though sparsely attended) reunion of my seminary class last night. Just when I think I’m all alone in ministry, I find that there’s people who feel like I do about a lot of things. It’s a strange profession, much lonelier than I ever imagined possible, but it’s great to know that others see the present and future needs of the church similarly to me.
My takealong reading for the trip was Micheline Maynard’s The End of Detroit: How the Big Three Lost Their Grip on the American Car Market. I’m only about a third of the way through it, but Maynard raises one point I’d never considered. American manufacturers’ willingness to go truck-happy in the 90s represented a serious tactical error, according to Maynard, since European and Asian car companies still had to develop high-quality cars for their home markets, where most people don’t drive trucks or truckish vehicles. Consequently, American companies basically surrendered the car market to foreign competition, bedazzled by the money that could be made off trucks, vans and (especially) SUVs. I’ll blog more about this book when I’ve finished it, but Maynard’s use of the Ford Taurus as a test case for the abandonment of the family-car market certainly rings true–the Taurus has gone from a world-class sedan to a car even the rental fleets don’t really want.
Someday, some hotel is going to figure out that, when you charge upwards of $70 for a room, you’d really better give your guests pillows that don’t feel like they’re stuffed with used Kleenex. Give me a nice, firm pillow, please. And here is one place which definitely doesn’t give you a good pillow for your money.
The suitcases go away now for a month or so, and there was much rejoicing.
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