Luke Poehlmann wins Babino Award

You ever notice that oftentimes the funniest people aren’t really trying to be funny? They just are. Most of us press a bit too hard in our feeble attempts at making others laugh.

I had a buddy in college, Jay, who is one of the funniest people I know. Yet, to my knowledge, didn’t make it a point to be funny, he just was. Mannerisms, perfectly-timed retorts, impeccable delivery were hallmarks of his comedic genius.

One fine evening, our group of friends was watching a UT game in the dorms. The particular game was against a pre-Leachian Texas Tech squad. The only reason we weren’t at the game was for the simple reason that it took place in Lubbock.

UT ended up winning a close game on a Phil Dawson (now with the Cleveland Browns) 53-yard field goal. During the game, Jay noticed one of the Horns’ backups waving a white towel, not in surrender mind you, but in support of his teammates.

That player was none other than backup linebacker Aaron Babino, who apparently has appeared in NBC’s Friday Night Lights.

Jay, for some reason, singled out Babino for the towel-waving and from that moment on Babino and his white towel were forever enshrined in our minds as the dynamic duo of athletic support.

Fast-forward to last night’s Fiesta Bowl match-up between Ohio State and the Texas Longhorns. Yeah my ‘Horns pulled it out at the end, yes the game was exciting, blah blah blah.

Borrrring. Well at least in comparison to the Babinoesque antics of Longhorn redshirt freshman Luke Poehlmann.

Poehlmann, a 6’7″, 252 lb O-lineman, who sat out his true freshman year, drew an inordinate (or not) amount of attention from Fox cameras for his act (see end of video below).

Congratulations Luke for nabbing the Aaron Babino Towel Waving Award, and perhaps earning at least a part as an extra in the next Dukes of Hazzard movie.

And by the way, thanks for sating cherished Texas stereotypes held by those outside of our great state, and for wresting the “Best Mullet in the Universe sported by a guy named Luke” award from Mark Hamill (below).


Bad haircuts, one more jewel on the crown that is the Skywalker legacy

Star Wars Rock Band

It was but a fortnight ago that it was proclaimed on this blog, that Baby Mangino was the “greatest thing in the history of this or any other week”.

Well, that may very well still hold, but the mustached one may have some serious competition, check this action out:


For those of you scoring at home, that’s back-to-back Star Wars posts.

Star Wars Jerseys

From the first time I witnessed Imperial walkers bearing down on the Rebel base on the frigid planet of Hoth, and El Malo (below) lop off his own kid’s hand, the Star Wars universe has captivated me.

darth-vader“Friends, Jawas, Countrymen, lend me your ears…”

It can be safely assumed that I was perhaps one of a select group of people on planet Earth who prior to the release of Episodes I-III wondered how George Lucas was going to work Solomahal into the Clone Wars storyline.

For you casual fans, Solomahal was one amongst the bevy of aliens in the Cantina scene of Episode IV.

All that being said, there is such a thing as going too far in one’s devotion to the Star Wars franchise. Yes folks, even this fan of that ancient and distant galaxy thinks that one can go above and beyond what is deemed sane.

For example, dropping $207,000 on the lightsaber used by Luke Skywalker in Episodes 4 and 5 would be going too far.

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Black Pride

It is a terrible thing that the worst of all the vices can smuggle itself into the very centre of our religious life. But you can see why. The other, and less bad, vices come from the devil working on us through our animal nature. But this does not come through our animal nature at all. It comes direct from Hell. It is purely spiritual: consequently it is far more subtle and deadly… — CS Lewis on Pride

No, the title of this post is not in reference to any racial identity movement, but rather to what Lewis references in the above quote from his classic, Mere Christianity.

It is in reference to the sickening and soul-sucking sense of superiority one feels upon hearing the consequences that result from the poor choices of others.

Yesterday, our youth pastor (JB) came in from the bullpen and preached a stirring sermon on a familiar story, Jesus’ parable of the so-called prodigal son.

JB described the older son in the parable, who couldn’t bring himself to celebrate his younger brother’s return from the figurative dead, as the son who wanted nothing more than to please his dad, by abstaining from as many things as humanly possible. He followed the description by faux applause.

With this son, it was about externals, the easy way to perdition, as the unrepentant Pharisees Jesus scolded came to find out.

Personally, at this point in my A.D. life, I find myself more like the older son. As JB aptly observed, “maybe we have forgotten what it’s like without God.”

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I understand this word means different things to different people (How cool is the one-word title? Rob Bell would be so proud).

There is of course the practice of eating and vomiting so as to meet some twisted aesthetic societal standard.

You have this type of purge, nothing more needs to be said.

Iosef Vissarionovich Stalin had his own purge in which he ordered the arrest and imprisonment of millions of his own countrymen, executing hundreds of thousands of these people. Ol’ Joe made a heck of a Russian, too bad he was Georgian.

There is the Great Jedi Purge in which Emperor Palpatine and his henchman Darth Vader (below) systematically sought to exterminate the Jedi from the face of that ancient and faraway galaxy.

What is this Galaxy coming to?

As for yours truly, the only purges that touch my life with any frequency are my wife’s thorough “stuff purges”.

Fellows, if you have an office/workspace at home it might be a frightful mess but at least you know where everything is at. Then along comes your industrious wife to tidy everything up, but in reality has messed up the perfectly sane disaster you call a desk.

My wife purges everything by exiling whatever is in plain sight to the nether regions of our house. For the last week or so, I’ve been looking for In Your Honor by Foo Fighters (below).

Last time I saw this great album was on our office desk and suffice it to say it is now gone (thankfully all the songs are in the iPod). I don’t know its whereabouts but I do know that I will not see this album until we move.

Where’s Admiral Ackbar?

Yeah I might be overdoing the Star Wars posts, but couldn’t help but point out this miscarriage of justice:

I only say that because Billy the Marlin’s closest relative from that ancient and distant galaxy, Admiral Ackbar (below), was not invited to this shindig.

Luke and Leia: Ignorance is Bliss

My apologies to my fellow wordpresser who introduced me to this poster. I cannot credit you because I cannot remember your blog’s name.