tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557481702728106944.post888223772044072379..comments2023-10-28T02:59:05.571-05:00Comments on I, Ben: Thinking: Google Image Search: Word & Picture #114Benhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09074391491850359919noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557481702728106944.post-8179205557375739332008-11-19T10:41:00.000-06:002008-11-19T10:41:00.000-06:00Um, how come Darrell never takes me to the ballet?...Um, how come Darrell never takes me to the ballet?jenniferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11428554394228794484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557481702728106944.post-26236879347249056812008-11-19T00:17:00.000-06:002008-11-19T00:17:00.000-06:00I liked number 10 so much that I wanted there to b...I liked number 10 so much that I wanted there to be two! -dbAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2557481702728106944.post-58426196702854423682008-11-19T00:02:00.000-06:002008-11-19T00:02:00.000-06:00Six days after this Top 5 moment in your life, Ari...Six days after this Top 5 moment in your life, Arizona lost to Oregon in Eugene by a score of 14-10. Heading in to that game, Arizona was 5-1 and ranked in the AP poll. That game turned out to be the begining of a truly terrible run. Arizona lost the next 5 games to finish 5-6. Dick Tomey left and John Mackovic took over leading Arizona straight to the cellar of the Pacific 10 conference. Arizona has not been to a bowl game since you and I made that trip to Eugene. I think we should do it again to get rid of the demons. Clearly we offended the college football deities - or atleast you did.<BR/><BR/>Some highlights from that trip include - <BR/><BR/>1) We bought a 6-pack of assorted beer from the Portland Brewing Co. In our hotel (the Hilton) we did not have a bottle opener so we called room service for help. They sent up the bartender but he did not have a spare bottle opener so we had him open them all. I think we were already drunk when we had him do that.<BR/><BR/>2) Walking up to some bar in Eugene and the bouncer wanted me to take off my hat, button my shirt, and tuck it in. I said, "I think this isn't our type of place." We laughed and moved on.<BR/><BR/>3) Driving out to Florence on the coast. It was beautiful. I also remember seeing the terrible looking logged out sections of the forest.<BR/><BR/>4) Stopping at a winery between Florence and Eugene. I bought a terrible bottle of red wine.<BR/><BR/>5) You talking to Jim Livengood at the Wild Duck Brewery during the alumni tailgate. <BR/><BR/>6) Jim Livengood pretending he remembered you. (Okay, I'm sure he did remember you.)<BR/><BR/>7) Asking for a taxi at our hotel because we decided to go to a ballet. The taxi driver turned out to be a menopausal woman and it was suddenly very uncomfortable. I stepped up and asked her to take us to a ballet. Everybody in Eugene quickly learned we were going to a ballet as she had to get on the radio and get a recommendation about which ballet to take us to.<BR/><BR/>8) Sharing a cab back to the Hilton with some big fat Oregon fan.<BR/><BR/>9) That hangover. It was one of the worst I have ever had. <BR/><BR/>10) The drive back to Portland was the worst and the best. I remember I could see Mt. Hood, Mount St. Helens, and Mt. Rainier at the same time but I wasn't enjoying it at all. I just wanted to sleep. We were nearly late for our flights.<BR/><BR/>10) I don't think we said goodbye. We just sort of separated as you went somewhere and I went to Phoenix.Chairman of the Beer Drinking Conventionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17782647806066742649noreply@blogger.com