Assorted Pics from FSU-Bama

I promise, this is my last post on that auspicious event. But here, ladies and gents, is your wordy little blogger decked out in full homer regalia:

Here I am with D. (who later blogged about his Jax experience) and Chris in the tailgaters' lot outside of Jacksonville Municipal Stadium on Saturday afternoon. And no, I have no idea why Dave looks so startled.

Ah yes. This is what I'm talking about, folks. Kindly ignore the braids - I had been awake since 5:00 AM and my hair was wonky from the hard water at my mom's house. After 2.5 hours of sleep, I was fairly impatient with said hair.

Rebecca was our gracious hostess for the event - she and her wonderful fiance, Chris, both have ties to NOLA. Chris is a NOLA native and a De La Salle alum, and Rebecca graduated from Tulane Law School. Chris proposed to Rebecca this spring next to the Mississippi - in fact, I almost dropped the phone when she called with the news, I was so excited. :)

There are myriad pictures of Rebecca and Becca (she made the trip from Miami) and me running around south Florida and New Orleans. It's best to just let that statement be. Suffice it to say, it was a hot, hot evening in Jax, as evidenced by that oh-so-telling glow we all have.

Behold the mighty Marching Chiefs of Florida State University - four-hundredish strong!

And just because I just got these pics last night, here's D. and me at the famous and unparalleled McGuire's in Pensacola in late September, as taken by our friends Thornton and Michal:

McGuire's has a rather infamous tradition - patrons will write on dollar bills and then staple them to the wall. (Note the background.) From their website:

McGuire's Irish Pub first opened in 1977 as a small neighborhood pub in a shopping center. McGuire cooked and tended bar and Molly waited tables and greeted customers. When Molly made her first tip -one dollar- she tacked it to the back bar for good luck. Friends of the pub added to the collection and it soon became tradition. Today you will see over $550,000 one dollar bills hanging from the ceiling throughout the Pub, all of which have been signed by Irishmen of all nationalities.

What did our dollar bill say? "Baaaatch," of course.