Archive for November 9th, 2007

Basketball Season Is Upon Us

As everyone in Stillwater and 17 people in Norman know, college basketball season is upon us. That is why this post includes a picture of Jenna Plumley revealing her true feelings for me.

For both OU and OSU, there are many question marks this season. Will highly touted recruits Blake Griffin and James Anderson be able to lead their respective teams to the NCAA tournament? Will Sean Sutton make it through the season without collapsing? Will the Lloyd-Noble Center extend it’s record of most consecutive seasons being the most poorly lit arena in the country? And hey, what about Fraggle Rock? Remember that show?

Sorry, I lost my train of thought there. Where was I? Oh yes, unanswered questions.

For instance:

Will the clip of Jeff Capel hitting the game-tying shot against North Carolina be shown during more than 20 of OU’s broadcasts?

Will Marcus Dove continue to have the worst celebratory hand signal in college basketball?

Will my campaign to get OU fans to embrace the nickname “Big Baby Food” for Beau Gerber fail for a second season in a row?

Will this story become reality?

Will Chris Walker manage to average more than a turnover a game despite being a graduate assistant for the Sooners and not an actual player?

For my part, I’m going Yes, Yes, Yes, Please God Make It Happen, Yes. But I’m notoriously terrible at predicting things. Like the time I predicted the red dot would beat the yellow dot during the dot race. Also, Betamax. I picked Betamax over VHS. Man, I’m getting depressed over my predicting skills. Thank god it’s Friday.

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Ogle Embedded: Jury Duty (Part I)

 

The dreaded summons came to my home.  Sure, it isn’t quite as bad as the kind of summons that says you are being sued, but jury duty still sucks.  I know because this is my second time to be called even though I still haven’t hit thirty.  (And yes, I’m tired of senior citizens marvelling, “You’ve been called twice?  I’ve never been called for jury duty.”  Bite me, Grandma.)

Having done a stint at the county courthouse when I was a young pup of eighteen, when I at least had my college text books to study, I knew I was in for hours and hours of boredom.  So, when I showed up at the Federal Courthouse, I came up with a plan to fight the tedium:  share my experience with you, TheLostOgle reader. Continue reading ‘Ogle Embedded: Jury Duty (Part I)’

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