Friday, November 17, 2006

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

I am Spiderman

I think I would have preferred Isis or Wonder Woman. Then again, I don't think anyone remembers Isis.

Your results:
You are Spider-Man

Wonder Woman
Green Lantern
Iron Man
The Flash
You are intelligent, witty,
a bit geeky and have great
power and responsibility.

Click here to take the Superhero Personality Quiz

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

"You're unique, just like everyone else...." Margaret Mead

Talk about depressing.
LogoThere are:
people with my name
in the U.S.A.

How many have your name?

Thursday, November 09, 2006

Steve Slaton Heisman Campaign

Finally, a platform we can live with. Wonder where I can get my "Slaton for Heismann" shirts and buttons?

The Onion

Heisman Candidate Promises Voters Free Health Care, Lower Taxes

MORGANTOWN, WV—With his stock falling and his projected share of the vote expected to be smaller with every passing week, Steve Slaton...

Monday, November 06, 2006

Tennessee Jed: Metaphorical pumpkin flesh

Wonderful pumpkin carving honoring Pink Floyd great Syd Barrett, who passed along earlier this year. May he rest in peace. I think that either Syd or Roger, whichever incarnation of his sanity was there, would be quite pleased with the tribute.

Friday, November 03, 2006

Ode to the WVU-Louisville Game

At least the game last night got our creative minds working.....

Slaton with the Ball
Brief Reflections on the Start of the Second Half
By Mountain Laurel and Kim
(with apologies to Ernest L. Thayer)

The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mountaineers that day,
The score stood sixteen-fourteen, with two quarters left to play.

And after the ball came out after several long yard gains,
A pall-like silence fell upon the 'Eer's fans at the game.

But a recovery from our heroes after Brohm's pass to the ten
The boys from West Virginia were in the game again.

The straggling few that turn to go and cursed in deep despair
Turned back and basked in new hopes now floating in the air

They thought, "if only Slaton could but get a whack again.
We'd put up even money now, 90 yards and he's in.

The clock ran down, the line came up, the official spotted the ball
White handed off to Slaton, surprising no one with the call.

Oh, somewhere in this favored land the sun is shining bright.
The band is playing somewhere, and couches all burn bright.
And, somewhere men are laughing, and little children shout,

but there is no joy in Motown --
mighty Slaton's arm gave out.