Let all the Bulldog faithful rally behind the men who now wear the red and black with two words, two simple words which express the sentiments of the entire Bulldog Nation: Auburn Sucks.
The socials have been flooded with foreigners coming to the United States, wide-eyed at Big Gulps, huge portions, and food that contains every additive under the sun except for what God likely intended to be in it.
A basket of corn tortilla chips on a rustic wooden counter
Here’s one that gave me pause…a guy that came to a Mexican restaurant, and was almost ashamed at the idea of getting free food before eating even more food, and that they didn’t charge for getting extra baskets of tortilla chips.
USA. A Mexican restaurant. We had not yet ordered anything, and the food was already arriving.
So, for today’s Musings, where are we getting right, and where are we getting it wrong (note: no political discussions, just social, entertainment, food, etc)? Is the no-stopping-the-toppings culture a bad thing? Should we be limiting ourselves to only one glass of coke rather than three?
I fear these folks are going to get on a plane in a few weeks and require rehab and a diet to recover.
It was early 90s, I was a band camp veteran, and all I was listening to was classical music or jazz. Then, a light shone on me.
Man, was I immediately turned around. Why? Because dad did a music purchase binge and picked this up, thanks to Columbia House. It was an immediate hit for me and opened me up to a world that had been closed as soon as I became a “band geek”.
In years gone by, we’d do the 10 albums for a dollar deal, but you’d end up getting a few you wanted and having to pick from a random couple of others. Some other notable CDs we got that I wouldn’t have purchased otherwise:
And…
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How about you…did you pick up any hidden gems in your Columbia House pickups? What was your favorite?
I’ll throw my hand up and say I’m all for it. I loved the old Pizza Huts, I loved the table top Pac Man machines, I loved the all you can eat pizza bar, too. Red-dimpled cups. The tiny sizzling personal pan. Man, those were the days.
Some other nostalgic places I miss that have since given themselves the redesign/reboot:
Wendy’s and Their Early 20th Century Newspaper Tabletops (and stained glass restaurants):
Now I’m a sucker for McDonald’s french fries, but I loved me some Wendy’s burgers and fries. The restaurant had a different feel to it, too, from their unique menus to the railing you’d walk between in order to place your order.
Retro McDonalds
I used to have birthdays here, and I don’t even think they were doing play places back then. Food was good, cheap, and came in styrofoam that had the reputation of lasting longer than you, your kids, and their great grandkids. Supposedly.
Shoneys
All, hail, the Big Boy! Man I loved Shoneys, especially their breakfast bar, which I swear, to this day, had the best hash brown potatoes known to mankind. Everything else was great, too. Come to think of it, I enjoyed a lot of all you can eat places. Here’s another one:
Po Folks
Yes, they would run all you can eat specials, and I think we’d get the fried chicken and country fried steak all you can eat plates. How I don’t have diabetes today, is beyond me. I’ve been surprisingly lucky in that regard. Say, I need to re-up my life insurance while I still can.
Subway
Not only do I miss the old place, I miss their old prices and quality of food. Nowadays, you’re lucky to a five dollar inch long.
So how about you…which retro version of today’s food chains do you miss the most?
In 1980, Packers kicker Chester Marcol’s field goal attempt is blocked back into his hands and he runs it in for a game-winning touchdown. As if this play wasn’t already awesome enough on its own, Marcol later revealed he was high on cocaine at the time. pic.twitter.com/kXHxZlUIXn
So today’s Musings is simple: what’s the Georgia version of the Immaculate Reception? Was it Belue to Scott? Bobo to Allen? Greene to Haynes? Stockton to Humphreys? Ohio State missing the kick? Ringo’s pick six?
There are people all over campus in Athens whose job it is to make a student’s life a little bit better when someone’s daughter or son is away from home for the first time. Thanks to all of you (same goes for the staff at Furman, too).
If there was someone on campus who was special to you or to one of your kids, give them a shout-out here. Mine was Tom Cochran … he was our fraternity advisor and my daughter loved talking to him when he would visit Arch Society meetings in retirement.
We are deeply entrenched in the mental health and wellness era, and when clips like this get posted, it’s met with a blend of “atta boy, teach ’em young and raise ’em right” countered with “this is incredibly unhealthy for youth and generates childhood trauma and anxiety”.
I’m not one to really side with either. All kids are different, and having three girls I realize each one is different and requires different approaches to navigating them through life, with a common theme of “be a good person”.
How about you…what’s your take on this coach’s speech to his young players? What camp are you in and how do you want a coach to approach your child or grandchildren when it comes to coaching youth sports?
I take this, as with everything on socials, with a grain of salt. I can’t say I’ve heard of this before but it does, in fact, sound like Kirby Smartisms. Maybe it’s an amalgam of various things he’s said throughout his years in Athens.
That’s quite the list.
Personally, I’ve always liked the mantra (from Hunter S. Thompson, but probably from others, as well): “anything worth doing, it’s worth doing right”.
I like it. I also like “better to be thought a fool and remain silent than to speak and remove all doubt.”
What truism or code guides your day to day?
Feel free to share with the class, we can all learn a thing or two, even at our ripe old ages.
It goes without saying that Larry was one of a kind. When I was doing my Sunday scrolling, I came across this…color me shocked to find out he used to call Braves games. I remember him calling Falcons games as a young lad, but this was well before my time and I had no idea.
60 years ago today on 4/12/66, or just a few months before becoming UGA’s “Voice of the Bulldogs,” Larry Munson calls the first @MLB game played in the SE USA. @ugasportscom
As fate would have it, Munson was attending Spring Training for the Braves in 1966 when he came across an AJC article regarding Georgia’s need for a new radio broadcaster, and he jumped at the chance. Time and chance, as I like to say, and the Braves fans preferred Milo Hamilton, Munson became the voice of the Bulldogs, and the rest, they say is history.
That got me to thinking…what other Georgia lore do we know of where we lucked into a legend? I immediately think of Kirby being entertained in Columbia, South Carolina, when he heard the news of Richt’s firing and he then became the head coach of the Bulldogs.
I also think of Ladd McConkey almost becoming a Commodore were it not for a late offer from Smart, or taking a chance on Jordan Davis to grow from a huge, slow immovable force, to a huge, fast, freak of nature.
Luck is the intersection of preparation and opportunity. Where else have we been lucky as Georgia fans?
— The Battery Avenue Booer (@TrillWilsosa) March 16, 2026
Congrats to the Barners for having something to do in the post-season outside of firing coaches for the first time in the 2025-2026 athletic season. Way to go, buddy.
Anyway, as a conversation point for today…how do you feel about something like the NIT? Is it an insult to play, or at least some additional time for your decent team to continue playing ball? I see it as kind of like the bowl games (non CFP) that it can be entertaining and you can win something, but we’re not a program that would hang its hats on owning a “Pop Tarts Bowl” trophy nowadays, and something tells me that only Auburn would find a way to win the NIT and then claim they were National Champions in theory using this as proof from such a pyrrhic victory.
People would laugh at the thought, but we know Auburn does things like this and it seems they don’t really care what our thoughts are on the matter.
