BCS... BCS... BCS...

How about a few numbers...

Score: 48-24
Interceptions: 5
BJ's TD passes: 4
Record: 12-0
BCS appearances: 2

I taste a bit of sugar in my mouth.

GO UTES!!!

Boston bound... barely!

Trent has run two Boston-qualifying marathons this year already. Wanting to join him in Bean Town next spring, I was in Indianapolis last weekend for the inaugural Monumental Marathon. I was shooting for the 3 hour 10 minute marathon required to qualify.

I did not have a strong start to the race. By mile 8, I was behind my time by 2 minutes. It took me the next 8 miles to make up the lost time - putting me right on pace at mile 16. Infused with some confidence with making up the time, I pushed a bit harder between mile 16 and 18 - picking up another 45 seconds. However, I paid for this a bit later in the run. At mile 21 I made a turn onto a 4-mile straight away leading back to downtown Indianapolis. This turn took me into a headwind with my feet feeling like 12 pound cider blocks. Somehow I was able to maintain my pace for the final 5 miles of the race. When I came around the final corner of the race to see the finish line only 100 yards away, the timer read exactly 3:09:00. My official chip time: 3:08:50. I cut it close, but I made it nonetheless!

And so I am already looking forward to a trip to Boston:

Fenway park...

The famous el guapo burger...

And the 113th Boston Marathon!

$1.99

I filled up my car today - 13 gallons of gas. I only paid $1.99 per gallon!!! How long do you think the low prices will last?

Beware of nuclear fallout!

Yesterday at work we were fitted for respirators. The hospital's policy is that they must have on hand respirators for all employees in case of any type of pandemic. Once a year they fit us to be sure they have enough of each size so that everyone is covered.

To test the fit of the respirators they put this yellow bag on our head. They then pump a gas into the hood. If we pass out, then they know the respirator does not fit properly and they try a different size. I am only joking. The gas they pump into the bag is simply a sugary substance. If the mask does not fit snugly, we are apparently supposed to taste a sweet odor.

My boss, Rick, took this picture. Don't you think I look a bit like Sponge Bob?

From down south

I must give credit where credit is due. Bronco Mendenhall has had a successful stint as coach of the Cougars. I cannot argue with three and a half years of an impressive win/loss record. However, I think I would go crazy if I played for the guy:

http://www.sltrib.com/ci_10575791

At least he stopped using scriptural analogies to describe his team at press conferences .