tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-176421342007-11-21T19:05:51.631-05:00THE HOKIE HOOPTYGreatranduhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473347358406477136noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642134.post-4832764376732762992007-10-24T19:01:00.000-05:002007-10-24T21:03:35.980-05:00Ohio TailgatingAnother Saturday, another tailgate, but this time I'm an idiot, a moron, a buffoon..... I'm a baboon..... with a friend who's a racoon sitting on a spittoon under the moon in the middle of a monsoon playing a tune with the help of a spoon .... That's kind of fun in a 3rd grade kind of way. Anywho, I'm a buffoon because I forgot the camera, but luckily Cathy brought hers.<br /><br />Maybe I should complete this entire post in juvenile poetry, hmmmmmmm.......<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw2CPI3BKZI/AAAAAAAABow/43KC32QtRDw/s1600-h/IMGP1498-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw2CPI3BKZI/AAAAAAAABow/43KC32QtRDw/s400/IMGP1498-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119891547978017170" border="0" /></a>The tailgate was set<br />and the brats were a grilling<br /></div><br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw1-YY3BKSI/AAAAAAAABn4/NfmubD_bFe4/s1600-h/IMGP1493.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw1-YY3BKSI/AAAAAAAABn4/NfmubD_bFe4/s400/IMGP1493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119887308845295906" border="0" /></a>Chip was fondling a football,<br />drinking a beer and just chilling.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rx_hIApep_I/AAAAAAAABp0/Ebvb528qUcg/s1600-h/IMGP1494.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rx_hIApep_I/AAAAAAAABp0/Ebvb528qUcg/s400/IMGP1494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125062428700092402" border="0" /></a>The oldest Hoopty Crew kids had on their game gear.<br />They were looking real tough and showing no fear.<br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw2AjY3BKVI/AAAAAAAABoQ/ryb9K-C61-k/s1600-h/IMGP1496-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw2AjY3BKVI/AAAAAAAABoQ/ryb9K-C61-k/s400/IMGP1496-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119889696847112530" border="0" /></a>It was only nine in the morning, barely past dawn,<br />but Cathy and J-Rock were getting their drank on.<br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw19fY3BKMI/AAAAAAAABnI/a2swSo8VPsQ/s1600-h/IMGP1497.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw19fY3BKMI/AAAAAAAABnI/a2swSo8VPsQ/s400/IMGP1497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119886329592752322" border="0" /></a>Matt and Rhonda Miller were our new Hoopty guests.<br />They were sporting maroon,<br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw19gY3BKNI/AAAAAAAABnQ/tq7DjYWiOA0/s1600-h/IMGP1499.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw19gY3BKNI/AAAAAAAABnQ/tq7DjYWiOA0/s400/IMGP1499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119886346772621522" border="0" /></a>but Navy and Hoo roots they were forced to confess.<a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw2Coo3BKaI/AAAAAAAABo4/E7kSQiVF1KQ/s1600-h/IMGP1501-1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw2Coo3BKaI/AAAAAAAABo4/E7kSQiVF1KQ/s400/IMGP1501-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119891986064681378" border="0" /></a>Matt, Rob, and Chip just drank beer and sat<br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw19iY3BKPI/AAAAAAAABng/FlEdnYUIU8M/s1600-h/IMGP1502.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw19iY3BKPI/AAAAAAAABng/FlEdnYUIU8M/s400/IMGP1502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119886381132359922" border="0" /></a>while Linda and MJ were having a chat.<a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw19i43BKQI/AAAAAAAABno/VFhMiBTxcBs/s1600-h/IMGP1495.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw19i43BKQI/AAAAAAAABno/VFhMiBTxcBs/s400/IMGP1495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119886389722294530" border="0" /></a>Jay-man showed us his taekwondo-high-red-belt look<br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw176Y3BKHI/AAAAAAAABmg/WnEnvcrIihQ/s1600-h/IMGP1508.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw176Y3BKHI/AAAAAAAABmg/WnEnvcrIihQ/s400/IMGP1508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119884594425964658" border="0" /></a>and we got a visit from these two who work on the yearbook. (Matt and Karen?)<br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw17643BKII/AAAAAAAABmo/WtS5RS5R2eo/s1600-h/IMGP1515.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw17643BKII/AAAAAAAABmo/WtS5RS5R2eo/s400/IMGP1515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119884603015899266" border="0" /></a>Sheryl had a drink to cure all her ills<br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw177I3BKJI/AAAAAAAABmw/6F3DGcBqLcE/s1600-h/IMGP1516.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw177I3BKJI/AAAAAAAABmw/6F3DGcBqLcE/s400/IMGP1516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119884607310866578" border="0" /></a>Bob and (I can't remember your name) were checking out my woodworking skills.<br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw177o3BKKI/AAAAAAAABm4/5NRUUvAu1YY/s1600-h/IMGP1518.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw177o3BKKI/AAAAAAAABm4/5NRUUvAu1YY/s400/IMGP1518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119884615900801186" border="0" /></a>Brandon brought Donna, the kids loved her soccer moves and soccer twirls.<br />Hey man, I thought zimas were only for wahoos and girls.<br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw16fo3BKCI/AAAAAAAABl4/M1WJrl4LKu4/s1600-h/IMGP1551.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw16fo3BKCI/AAAAAAAABl4/M1WJrl4LKu4/s400/IMGP1551.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119883035352836130" border="0" /></a>Midshipmen and wahoos came to love our dear team.<br />Tell everyone we're first and give them a scream.<br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw178I3BKLI/AAAAAAAABnA/la0UffkR77M/s1600-h/IMGP1522.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw178I3BKLI/AAAAAAAABnA/la0UffkR77M/s400/IMGP1522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119884624490735794" border="0" /></a>It was obvious to all<br />this was a key play.<br />So the key shaking started<br />by Sophie and Jay.<br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw16gY3BKEI/AAAAAAAABmI/9uuwvnJzmRo/s1600-h/IMGP1549.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw16gY3BKEI/AAAAAAAABmI/9uuwvnJzmRo/s400/IMGP1549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119883048237738050" border="0" /></a>Now Jay, here's a few words of advice for your life<br />She's ignoring you and your screaming<br />It's good training for when you have your own wife.<br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw2Ak43BKYI/AAAAAAAABoo/EwK-aagynn4/s1600-h/IMGP1533.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw2Ak43BKYI/AAAAAAAABoo/EwK-aagynn4/s400/IMGP1533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119889722616916354" border="0" /></a>So Sheryl begins to ponder as the game draws nigh,<br /><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw16g43BKFI/AAAAAAAABmQ/DKW3J9mcVSc/s1600-h/IMGP1547.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw16g43BKFI/AAAAAAAABmQ/DKW3J9mcVSc/s400/IMGP1547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119883056827672658" border="0" /></a>How can you not love a man like Jeff with a mouthful of thigh?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw16hY3BKGI/AAAAAAAABmY/YKs705hXqPk/s1600-h/IMGP1540.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rw16hY3BKGI/AAAAAAAABmY/YKs705hXqPk/s400/IMGP1540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119883065417607266" border="0" /></a>Another great gameday and tailgate are done<br />as usual it was filled with friends having fun.<br /><br />[silly poetry ends here]Greatranduhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473347358406477136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642134.post-21084130315069303522007-09-05T19:18:00.000-05:002007-09-05T22:04:05.413-05:00ECU Tailgating<span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >It's official! The 2007 tailgating season has started! Oh yeah, there is some football going on as well. The ECU game was scheduled for noon so that meant a 6:30 start from Lynchburg. A traffic jam on 81 is the nemesis of any professional tailgater so our early departure helped us avoid any vehicular drama.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9JbdU9ytI/AAAAAAAABhk/_aekJEf3x9w/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9JbdU9ytI/AAAAAAAABhk/_aekJEf3x9w/s400/VT+-+ECU+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106881238539291346" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Colette and "sour stomach" Rob are original Hoopty Crew members but we had two guests this trip. Rob and MJ Pearson were yucking it up on the way to Blacksburg. Let's get everything out on the table here and now - MJ is a Wahoo but we like her anyway. Note the Tech shirt she's sporting.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9Jb9U9yuI/AAAAAAAABhs/UGzHNX9O1ns/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9Jb9U9yuI/AAAAAAAABhs/UGzHNX9O1ns/s400/VT+-+ECU+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106881247129225954" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Steve and Sm'Ellen looking very happy despite the early hour.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9JcNU9yvI/AAAAAAAABh0/gO9mpG3lpnQ/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9JcNU9yvI/AAAAAAAABh0/gO9mpG3lpnQ/s400/VT+-+ECU+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106881251424193266" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">So the tailgating begins. The first thing you should notice is that this is not Lot 8. I know Lot 8 and this, sir, is not Lot 8. Lot 14 is the new Hoopty home (for now). It's a good lot with lots of green space and very few people. While the action isn't the same, Lot 14 does afford a much more relaxed tailgating experience, and let's not forget that the two blue rooms see much less "activity" than the Lot 8 blue rooms. Here the setup is almost complete.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9JctU9ywI/AAAAAAAABh8/jMhbMpz7k3w/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9JctU9ywI/AAAAAAAABh8/jMhbMpz7k3w/s400/VT+-+ECU+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106881260014127874" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">The breakfast tailgate included ham biscuits (although not enough - thanks a lot Chip), cheese grits, hash browns, sausage, fruit, bloody marys, and breakfast beers.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9JdNU9yxI/AAAAAAAABiE/V3cHDcBtXLQ/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9JdNU9yxI/AAAAAAAABiE/V3cHDcBtXLQ/s400/VT+-+ECU+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106881268604062482" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Football discussion started early and the orange peeling competition was a big hit. Janet and Colette were amazed with Ellen's very nimble, prize winning, orange peeling fingers.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9KptU9yyI/AAAAAAAABiM/NrYUhDS0DgY/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9KptU9yyI/AAAAAAAABiM/NrYUhDS0DgY/s400/VT+-+ECU+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106882582864055074" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Bob and Steve look like members of an over the hill boy band posing for the paparazzi. Something like Menudo if they never kicked anyone out. Steve, I'm pretty sure boy band</span> members don't pick their b<span style="font-family: arial;">utts while a picture is being taken. What exactly is Bret staring at.....am I gonna be forced to defend my wifes honor? Oh wait, he's staring at Cathy. Oh Laaaaaaance.....</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9KqNU9yzI/AAAAAAAABiU/Iu-36K387Fs/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+007.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9KqNU9yzI/AAAAAAAABiU/Iu-36K387Fs/s400/VT+-+ECU+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106882591453989682" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">The Charlotte gang (Travis, Brandon, and Lance) were violently debating the value of wearing Dale Earnhardt shoes with Chip and Creech (or is it Creetch, or Creatch).</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9KrdU9y2I/AAAAAAAABis/lEOcmkj4vCg/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+014.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9KrdU9y2I/AAAAAAAABis/lEOcmkj4vCg/s400/VT+-+ECU+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106882612928826210" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Awwww, they still hold hands after all these years. Either that or Ellen is trying to hold Rob in his seat so he won't do the hey-look-I-have-raw-brat-hanging-out-my-zipper dance. </span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9NYtU9y3I/AAAAAAAABi0/O4gjqZWrCuo/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+015.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9NYtU9y3I/AAAAAAAABi0/O4gjqZWrCuo/s400/VT+-+ECU+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106885589341162354" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Bret and Jeanell presented Cathy with her very own tuxedo t-shirt because she wants to be formal but she likes to party too.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9KqdU9y0I/AAAAAAAABic/7HhPPjRBKyU/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9KqdU9y0I/AAAAAAAABic/7HhPPjRBKyU/s400/VT+-+ECU+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106882595748956994" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Obviously it was a day filled with classy clothes. Colette was kind enough to get these sexy shirts for Cathy and Jeanell. Hot, hot, hot.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9KrNU9y1I/AAAAAAAABik/0xDNEVo_0Ek/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9KrNU9y1I/AAAAAAAABik/0xDNEVo_0Ek/s400/VT+-+ECU+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106882608633858898" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Jilian and Todd dropped by for a little pre-game tailgating. It's a bit embarrassing but they had to show off the box seats they stole off the little old lady they beat up. Sad.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9NY9U9y4I/AAAAAAAABi8/N_A-NxHoWd0/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+016.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9NY9U9y4I/AAAAAAAABi8/N_A-NxHoWd0/s400/VT+-+ECU+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106885593636129666" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">We could hear the cops coming so they had to make a quick exit on their high-end getaway vehicles.</span> <a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9NZdU9y5I/AAAAAAAABjE/tACC01McL08/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+017-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9NZdU9y5I/AAAAAAAABjE/tACC01McL08/s400/VT+-+ECU+017-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106885602226064274" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Everyone loves The Hokie Hoopty. Just being near it is exhilarating. It's famous and I feel like I'm driving a rock star....... wait, that didn't sound right.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9NZ9U9y6I/AAAAAAAABjM/Lzno7q-N9l0/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+018.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9NZ9U9y6I/AAAAAAAABjM/Lzno7q-N9l0/s400/VT+-+ECU+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106885610815998882" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Even the walk to the stadium is fun for the Hoopty Crew.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9NadU9y7I/AAAAAAAABjU/XE22WW0bEBc/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+020.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9NadU9y7I/AAAAAAAABjU/XE22WW0bEBc/s400/VT+-+ECU+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106885619405933490" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">This is what the field looks like from great seats - 45 yard line, QQ. Jeanell and I lucked out this time. Thanks Stuart, Freda, and Jack! Best seats we've ever had. </span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9PtdU9y8I/AAAAAAAABjc/ueLSLkkX2aM/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+022.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9PtdU9y8I/AAAAAAAABjc/ueLSLkkX2aM/s400/VT+-+ECU+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106888144846703554" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Jeanell and I posing for the obligatory self-portrait although we were lonely being separated from the rest of our people.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9PttU9y9I/AAAAAAAABjk/Xo-vL8sg2mM/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+029.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9PttU9y9I/AAAAAAAABjk/Xo-vL8sg2mM/s400/VT+-+ECU+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106888149141670866" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">This is the Hokie Nation. Hokie Pride.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9PutU9y-I/AAAAAAAABjs/JkEVgVOFrFU/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+032.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9PutU9y-I/AAAAAAAABjs/JkEVgVOFrFU/s400/VT+-+ECU+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106888166321540066" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">.....we will prevail.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9UZNU9zBI/AAAAAAAABkE/veWTG7W55F8/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+037.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9UZNU9zBI/AAAAAAAABkE/veWTG7W55F8/s400/VT+-+ECU+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106893294512491538" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">All eyes on the jumbo-tron for the very moving tribute.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9PvNU9zAI/AAAAAAAABj8/E9b0cfRXHlo/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+036.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9PvNU9zAI/AAAAAAAABj8/E9b0cfRXHlo/s400/VT+-+ECU+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106888174911474690" border="0" /></a><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9Pu9U9y_I/AAAAAAAABj0/rLx-tcgqkmI/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+033.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9Pu9U9y_I/AAAAAAAABj0/rLx-tcgqkmI/s400/VT+-+ECU+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106888170616507378" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Before the game was over Jeanell and I had to slip over to our normal spot to be with our peeps.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9UZdU9zCI/AAAAAAAABkM/Lj7Dpfp6OUs/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+047.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9UZdU9zCI/AAAAAAAABkM/Lj7Dpfp6OUs/s400/VT+-+ECU+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106893298807458850" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Rob is trying to be "that guy".</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9UZtU9zDI/AAAAAAAABkU/y_bSR1Xlo68/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+048.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9UZtU9zDI/AAAAAAAABkU/y_bSR1Xlo68/s400/VT+-+ECU+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106893303102426162" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">The post-game tailgate involves much more sitting than the pre-game tailgate. Could have something to do with excessive amounts of Wild Turkey. Note that we even have Hokie potato chips.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9UZ9U9zEI/AAAAAAAABkc/FJg0dnbwj5A/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+050.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9UZ9U9zEI/AAAAAAAABkc/FJg0dnbwj5A/s400/VT+-+ECU+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106893307397393474" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Mom (Linda) caught up with us for a little frivolity. It was really funny when she put Bret's fingers in that warm water while he napped.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9UaNU9zFI/AAAAAAAABkk/LvTYHS45Lp0/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+051.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9UaNU9zFI/AAAAAAAABkk/LvTYHS45Lp0/s400/VT+-+ECU+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106893311692360786" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">The Pearsons seemed happy to be hanging with The Hoopty Crew (despite their UVa connections). We were glad to have them along for the ride.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9pidU9zHI/AAAAAAAABk0/N91dPo9AQ5w/s1600-h/VT+-+ECU+053.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/Rt9pidU9zHI/AAAAAAAABk0/N91dPo9AQ5w/s400/VT+-+ECU+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106916543170464882" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">So, there it is.... the first tailgate of 2007. I'll do my best to post throughout the entire season, but I ain't promising jack. If any of you want to feel the Hoopty Love, come by Lot 14 and see if the we're there. If the bus is rocking, don't stop knocking. We'll eventually swing open the passenger door.</span>Greatranduhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473347358406477136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642134.post-42150604448086284732007-08-19T20:58:00.000-05:002007-08-20T18:46:57.223-05:00Blog MaintenanceObviously things look different around here. Because of changes that Blogger made, it makes it easier (and nicer looking) if I make some wholesale changes with the Hoopty blog. The format is different but all of the old posts are still here.<br /><br />In addition to the format change there have been a few small content changes:<br /><br />A Hokie Hoopty Hall of Fame page has been added. This is where we will brag about all of the famous people the Hoopty Crew meet.<br /><br />A Hokie Hoopty Tailgating link has been added but the page isn't there yet. It will be a simple index to those previous posts specific to tailgating events much like our Hoopty construction page.<br /><br />I've added a couple new college buses to our list - Iowa State, Purdue, Florida, Texas Hoopty, and Ohio State. The NFL list of vehicle links is not back yet, but it will be when I get around to it.<br /><br />Enjoy!Greatranduhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473347358406477136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642134.post-1162259053354046652006-10-30T20:43:00.000-05:002007-08-16T20:59:32.104-05:00Southern Miss Tailgating<div style="font-family: arial; text-align: justify;">Let's start with the obvious, this blog has been in hibernation during the offseason. Actually, it was already hitting the snooze button during the second half of the 2006 season. The good news is that I have some pictures left over from last season that we can use to get the juices flowing in preparation for the '07 season. Here's a brief recap of the Southern Mississippi game. Time is short so the commentary will be limited. Sorry.<br /><br />Southern Miss was our annual "Group" game where we attempt to get everyone together for an entire weekend of football fun. Of course Lance couldn't make - just another schedule conflict. Something about saving someone's vein. I'm not sure if it was the main vein or some lesser vein, but either way it kept him away from the fun.<br /><br />Since we were there for the entire weekend we were able to make it to the on-campus pep rally. Here's a shot of the big man explaining how we're going to beat the crapola out of Southern M-i-crooked-letter-crooked-letter-i-crooked-letter-crooked-letter-i-hump-<br />back-hump-back-i (I had to do that once).<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/RsTyUNU9wjI/AAAAAAAABMo/49nWEZeTcMk/s1600-h/Picture+111.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/RsTyUNU9wjI/AAAAAAAABMo/49nWEZeTcMk/s400/Picture+111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099467107079143986" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">The cheerleaders were there doing their thing.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/RsTyUdU9wkI/AAAAAAAABMw/k0q5uQg4Tu0/s1600-h/Picture+108.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/RsTyUdU9wkI/AAAAAAAABMw/k0q5uQg4Tu0/s400/Picture+108.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099467111374111298" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">No caption necessary.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/RsTyU9U9wlI/AAAAAAAABM4/ONTk71xjo2s/s1600-h/Picture+114.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/RsTyU9U9wlI/AAAAAAAABM4/ONTk71xjo2s/s400/Picture+114.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099467119964045906" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">The Hokie Bird was there getting his picture with some famous people.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/RsTyVdU9wmI/AAAAAAAABNA/GTiyb4H-WBo/s1600-h/Picture+117.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/RsTyVdU9wmI/AAAAAAAABNA/GTiyb4H-WBo/s400/Picture+117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099467128553980514" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Game Day. Here's our standard tailgating setup.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20137.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20137.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">The newest Hoopty addition was a custom built ramp to roll our serious equipment out of the back. The ramp folds in half and stores on the floor between the table cart and the grill cart. The two coolers fit perfectly within the rails of the ramp on the non-slip surface.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/RsTyVtU9wnI/AAAAAAAABNI/7sHqoeJbOng/s1600-h/Picture+129.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/RsTyVtU9wnI/AAAAAAAABNI/7sHqoeJbOng/s400/Picture+129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099467132848947826" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Here's the obligatory group photo (minus Lance, of course). Please note the strategically placed VT sweatshirt to cover Janet's lack of spirit.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/RsT0XtU9wsI/AAAAAAAABNw/jatfXuPlXNM/s1600-h/Hokies+011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/RsT0XtU9wsI/AAAAAAAABNw/jatfXuPlXNM/s400/Hokies+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099469366231941826" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Alice is wondering why Steve is geeking out with his laptop. Wifi? Whofi? Whatfi? Must....have...google....must.....locate....network.....</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20135.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20135.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Ah, the pumpkins. Ellen diligently works on her pumpkin artwork.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20131.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20131.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Alice and Bobby hamming it up for the camera. Please note the ever-present Wild Turkey bottle in the window. Gobble, Gobble.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/RsT0VtU9woI/AAAAAAAABNQ/MTNPKYYZTGo/s1600-h/Picture+155.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/RsT0VtU9woI/AAAAAAAABNQ/MTNPKYYZTGo/s400/Picture+155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099469331872203394" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Martha and Craig were kind enough to pay us a visit. Why were they standing on boxes?</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20149.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20149.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Cathy shows her perfect sit-in-a-chair-with-a-beer-in-the-arm-tailgating-football-<br />toss.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20146.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20146.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Someone brought some old pictures from the dorm days. That's a very nice before and after shot of Steve. No, really, he always looked like that. I'm sure he was just tired from all of that late night studying.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/RsT0WNU9wpI/AAAAAAAABNY/qtjRv6CVw3E/s1600-h/Picture+147.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/RsT0WNU9wpI/AAAAAAAABNY/qtjRv6CVw3E/s400/Picture+147.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099469340462138002" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Chip and Bobby are about to enjoy a new Hoopty tailgating tradition - the pre-game tequila shot. Probably not very prudent considering all of the drinking that occurs during the tailgate and our propensity to "lose" Bobby.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20152.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20152.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Colette kicking up her happy (maroon and orange) heels on the way to the game.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20156.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20156.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Bret and Tanya are just happy to be here, although Bret's smile looks a tad bit forced.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20168.2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20168.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Rob being, well.... Rob.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/RsT0XNU9wrI/AAAAAAAABNo/Llmo5ZDUnIo/s1600-h/Picture+170.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/RsT0XNU9wrI/AAAAAAAABNo/Llmo5ZDUnIo/s400/Picture+170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099469357642007218" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Colette, Jeanell, and Cathy may have had a few dranks. Regardless, they are excited to see you.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20163.2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20163.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Awwww, now that's a cute couple.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20173.2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20173.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">That's my friend Mark. He's drunk. Can you tell? I can almost make out his uvula (I still think that's a funny word).</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/RsT0WtU9wqI/AAAAAAAABNg/mAtetBW6j6E/s1600-h/Picture+171.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t12nNejLjpU/RsT0WtU9wqI/AAAAAAAABNg/mAtetBW6j6E/s400/Picture+171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099469349052072610" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">The fireworks capped off a great weekend and what would be the beginning of a great run of games. Go Hokies!</span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20175.3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20175.3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Greatranduhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473347358406477136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642134.post-1161134029045760102006-10-17T19:53:00.000-05:002006-10-17T21:40:47.003-05:00Ga Tech Tailgating<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Yeah, I'm a little late with a post. Actually, I'm two losses.....er....two games behind. A man's gotta take a break once in a while. It has been said before, but I'll say it again, I'm not a college football pundit, not one of those talking heads, and this isn't the place to go over the details of why the unspeakable has happened (twice). This site is about tailgating and having a great time regardless of what happens on the field. So here are some shots from the Ga Tech tailgate. Yes, we had fun.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">The tailgate setup is underway.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20003.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20003.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">The overkill tailgating table with matching chairs in action and the newest addition, the overkill super grill cart is poised and ready to perform.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20002.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20002.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Here's a better shot of the super grill cart and support table. We don't grill on no sheet metal hibachi. That's a three burner Weber Genesis Silver B power-house. I'll dedicate a post later to the details of the grill. </span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20001.2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20001.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">....and here is why you need a support table. Brats and pork tenderloin coming off the grill.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20016.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20016.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Everyone just trying to be in the moment.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20013.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20013.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">The Gustafsons showed up and became honorary Hoopty Crew members.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20012.2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20012.2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Steve joined us and Cathy made everyone uncomfortable with pictures of me cheesing it up 17 years ago with this wife. Great. I need that kind of pressure.<br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20004.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20004.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Janet is back to her old ways - blue, blue, blue by you (or bayou). Janet, you can wear anything you want as long as you keep bringing good stuff like those crab stuffed deviled eggs.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20008.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20008.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Cathy's bro Jeff and wife Cheryl made the trip to party with us. Cheryl made herself scarce and I couldn't find a single picture with her in it. Sorry.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20017.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20017.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Here's Bret and Bobby (next picture down), official Hoopty Crew members attending their first tailgate with the Hoopty.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Mom Frazier (Linda) showing off her Hokie Bling.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20007.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20007.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Bret's friend from work, DJ and his wife Teresa added to the merriment although in this particular picture it appears that DJ is sneezing "buuullllshhhniiit" to some story Bret is babbling about. Probably something about how he rained endless three pointers over Bimbo Coles in the day. Right.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20010.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20010.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Jilian made another appearance with her Jackie-O, -O, -Ooooh glasses. Todd came this time and showed his ability to toss the long ball (sorry no pictures). </span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20009.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20009.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">The Hoopty Charity table for the Hospice organization was up again and did much better this time around. It ain't much but 60 bucks is 60 bucks.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20015.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20015.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Finally, no Hokie tailgate would be complete without the drink of choice for all fighting gobblers! Next tailgate is Southern Mississippi. It's a 7 o'clock game so as long as the weather is good we should be tailgating all day. Gotta pace ourselves for that.</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20019.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></div>Greatranduhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473347358406477136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642134.post-1159487042135199752006-09-28T18:36:00.000-05:002006-09-28T21:23:06.650-05:00Cincinnati Tailgating<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:arial;">The very first real tailgate with the Hokie Hoopty (last year's miami game was with the pre-pimped Hoopty) took place this past weekend for the Cincinnati game. There was some last minute work to be completed Friday night. Here Colette gets the back window ready for its Virginia Tech sticker.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/CIMG1132.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/CIMG1132.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Nine of us made the early morning trip from Lynchburg to Blacksburg Saturday morning. Sophie secured the only bench seat with a seat belt.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/CIMG1134.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/CIMG1134.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">She somehow convinced her Aunt Cathy to pass the time with some cards. I think they work better if you look at the side with the numbers.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/CIMG1138.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/CIMG1138.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Jeanell, Steve, and Colette mug for the camera while Brandon concentrates on a photo album of previous tailgates and general debauchery.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/CIMG1137.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/CIMG1137.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/CIMG1140.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/CIMG1140.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Ellen and Rob seem suprisingly happy despite Robs sour stomach or some other mysterious illness that, as usual, results in strange abdominal noises and the constant threat of explosion.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/CIMG1136.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/CIMG1136.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Happy driver at 65mph - I guess I should concentrate on the road.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/CIMG1139.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/CIMG1139.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Let the tailgating begin. Note that most of the pictures are from the post-game tailgate. We were too excited and forgot to take pictures from the early tailgate.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/CIMG1151.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/CIMG1151.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20012.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20012.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">The matching chairs certainly looked nice and the table/chair cart performed flawlessly. Those stainless coolers kept food and beverages nice and frosty.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20011.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20011.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">The photo album gets passed around.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/CIMG1141.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/CIMG1141.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Lance, Cathy, Steve, and Colette enjoying some those chips and dip. Oh yeah, and a beer too.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20008.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20008.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Cathy was quite animated in this particular discussion. Either that or she was about to smack me.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20016.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20016.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Brandon, a friend that works with Jeanell at the restaurant, was enthralled with Cathy's soliloquy. Let it be known that Brandon is one chatty guy. We couldn't get him to shut up the whole day. He must have dropped at least 10 or 12 words.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20022.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20022.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Janet is also listening intently but it seems like she isn't really believing whatever Cathy is saying.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20021.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">I think Cathy has Colette and Steve either confused or just plain scared.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20017.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20017.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Why does she look annoyed?</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20018.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Standard Ellen and Rob pose.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20023.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20023.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Grillmaster Chip wielding his tool of choice. </span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20020.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Dude, are those burgers done or are you trying to make us sick? Our second grill failed miserably but Chip's ol' faithful bailed us out. One grill is definitely not big enough for 12 or 14 people. I'm still working on the super-grill. Hopefully it will be ready to cook for the Ga Tech game.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/CIMG1147.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/CIMG1147.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Family friend (that seems the simplest way to explain a girlfriend- in- law- twice- removed- by- marriage) Jilian dropped by with her friend Jill and they took part in our post-game tailgate. Sorry I don't have a better picture - the only other one I have shows Jilian shoving some seven layer dip in her face and I figured I should keep that out of public view.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20015.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20015.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">The Hokie Hoopty tailgate isn't all just hedonistic fun. Here's our charity table for Hospice. I hope to add a seperate page to explain what this is all about so keep your eyes open.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/CIMG1145.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/CIMG1145.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Sophie had to be indoctrinated in the details of proper tailgating and tossing football is a key activity. She's a leader so she opted to direct the offense.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20033.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20033.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Look at that arm! Look at that form! That's a Mike Vick-like frozen rope.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20030.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Aaaaah, but alas, throwing football isn't the only tailgating activity. Here Sophie takes part in the age old tradition of waiting on a blue room to open up. Nobody likes "ocupado" when nature is calling.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20024.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">So, the first Hoopty tailgate was a definite success! A good time was had by all and the win over Cincy ensures that there is no bad Hoopty juju. The loss to Miami last year was not, in any way, tied to the presence of the Hoopty. Whew, now everyone can go back to believing their lucky hat, lucky shirt, lucky drawers, lucky stuffed hand-glove-thing (brandon), or lucky socks are directly tied to the abililty of the Hokies to win.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/CIMG1153.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/CIMG1153.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">post-script: Please note the matching shirts! With lots of help from </span><span style="font-family:arial;">High Peak Sportwear in Lynchburg we have official Hokie Hoopty t-shirts. They're a very nice touch for our olympic synchronized tailgating team. Heck, we even got Janet to wear Hokie colors for about the first time ever. I'll get better pictures of the shirts at the Ga Tech game. A big thanks to Ralph and High Peak for making us look much better than we actually are.</span><br /></div>Greatranduhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473347358406477136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642134.post-1159134259085908762006-09-24T16:16:00.000-05:002006-09-25T06:42:32.583-05:00Getting Game-Ready<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:arial;">The clock was ticking a lot faster than normal. Saturday was approaching and the Hoopty had to be ready for its inaugural run. Thursday and Friday was a mad, mad, mad flurry of activity starting with the final dress-up of the exterior.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >Exterior</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Let's talk about the most obvious change first - the mirrors. Alright, maybe not the most obvious but they do make a difference. New stainless mirrors on the doors help me see who I'm passing while the refurbished white mirrors let me ensure I'm actually taking up only one lane at a time.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Ooooh, now the lettering. Roberta at Bruce Signs was great to work with and very helpful with getting the final, but most important touch on the Hoopty. Vinyl lettering now adorns the front, sides, and rear of the bus. Man, that lettering really makes the Hoopty stand out. Thanks to the Diehls for footing the bill on this one.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20140.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20140.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20141.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20141.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20142.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20142.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20143.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20143.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20144.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20144.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">The steps were finally installed and a little cherry cover plate for the non-functional step light.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20147.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20147.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >Driver's Throne</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">With all of the interior work mostly finished, Jeanell thought the driver's seat should get some of the same love that has been showered on the rest of the Hoopty. After several attempts (which I unknowingly botched) she was able to put together the greatest of surprises. While I was at work she ran the Hoopty down to Fears Upholstery in downtown Lynchburg and those guys worked some abbreviated-schedule magic. In a half a day they turned the ugly brown driver's seat into something amazing and beautiful. Jeanell you're the best - thanks. Check it out.....</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20145.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20145.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">That orange really sets off the dark, cherry, black, and maroon interior.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20148.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20148.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >Trimwork</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">The last bit of trimwork was installed on the ends of the benches...</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20149.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20149.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">....and around the rear door opening. Also note those groovy orange accent pillows courtesy of Colette Walker. Definitely a nice touch. No, the rear curtain did not arrive in time, but we have to leave something for future blog updates. You can also see the chair cart neatly tucked into the cargo area.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20150.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20150.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" >Entertainment</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">The electronics/entertainment panel above the passenger door was installed (credit to Colette again for making the anti-head-banging cushions and credit to Steve for installing them). Our nice sony radio/cd player and the sirius satellite radio are both mounted on the panel. To the right of the satellite receiver is a general storage box that is sized just big enough to hold cd cases. Two accessory outlets were installed in the back of the box and will be used to charge cell phones and power mp3 players, etc. The two toggle switches at the bottom of the panel are for the 12v power supply. In the down position, the left switch powers the radio and satellite receiver from the bus battery while we're driving. With the switch in the up position the radio equipment is run off a spare deep cycle battery stored in the back of the bus so while we're tailgating we won't drain down the starting battery. The right switch does the same thing for the three accessory plugs. Three plugs?.....</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20151.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20151.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Yes, the third plug was located around the corner on the wall facing the bench seat (top left of the VT). The hope is we can have an ipod dock plugged in there and the passengers can easily pick the music they want.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20152.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20152.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">So there it is. The Hoopty 85% complete and ready for its first tailgate. Strangely enough, the first tailgate has already gone down, but you'll have to wait a couple days before I get that posting up. Thanks again to Colette, Steve, Ellen, Rob, Cathy, Lance, Jeanell, and Sophie for various contributions over these last two days getting the Hoopty ready. We're ready to roll and here's our new view of Hokie happiness....</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20153.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20153.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></div>Greatranduhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473347358406477136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642134.post-1158536753139395382006-09-17T18:37:00.000-05:002006-09-17T21:27:00.396-05:00PAINT.....enough said.<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Whew, I'm tired. That was a long four days, but oh what a difference four days can make! I'm too exhausted for lots of words, so we'll let the pictures do the talking.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Dubs. Let's start with some dubs. Ok, not exactly 20" rims, but they're our wheels and they used to look like crapola with layers of flaky black paint. Jeanell picked up where Rob left off scrubbing.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20106.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20106.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">After lots of toxic paint stripper, wirewheels, and hand scrubbing, just about all of the paint was removed.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20105.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20105.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Taped up and primed.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20109.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20109.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Now we're rolling in style.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20110.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20110.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">The back bumper also looked like poopy-doop so that was stripped down. In hindsight I should've stripped the front one as well.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20107.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20107.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Those white wheels look badass, but we've gotta do something about that yellow.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20111.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20111.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">And so it begins. Tape, tape, and more tape. Let's not forget about the tape.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20112.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20112.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20118.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20118.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">I am now the doctor of mixology. Not the bartending kind, although I can throw together a margarita when the need arises. Four parts primer, one part reducer, one part hardener. </span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20114.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20114.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Time to say goodbye to the scout troop 99 transport vehicle. The Hoopty is about to be reborn.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20119.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20119.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Pimped and primed.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20124.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20124.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">The first of about a million coats of color are starting to get sprayed. Before we move on with this, allow me to rant a tad. The paint is not nearly maroon enough. More like a dark red. It turns out picking car paint is the same as picking house paint only more expensive. In order to choose a color to cover about 60,000 square feet of bus, I have to look at a paint sample that is the size of a hummingbird booger. But hey, this one looks just right through the microscope but let's check the name because paints usually have cryptic names like "angry ocean amnesia". Turns out this paint has a reasonable name - "MAROON". Yes, maroon. That's what I'm looking for. Strangely though, the name was indeed cryptic. By "maroon", they really meant "dark red that hopes to grow up to be a real maroon one day". It looks better in low light so we can only go to night games and 3:30 games......well maybe.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20128.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20128.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">After two days of painting, the Hoopty is ready for its unveiling, or at least an untaping.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20131.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20131.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">The Hoopty is taking shape with all the tape and paper removed (except that little piece above the windshield). So I really should do a final buffing/wet-sand to remove all of the orange peel, fish-eyes, and bugs stuck in the paint, but I just don't have it in me so it will have to do, as is. So here she is in all her glory. </span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20137.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20137.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Trust me, the pictures are better than the real thing, but it sure is better than the yellow and what do you expect for a $650 short bus.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20138.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20138.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20139.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20139.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20136.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20136.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">The rear bumper has some maroon overspray, but we'll just pretend I meant it to be that way, and I got a tad overanxious and taped up the bumpers too early so the tape pulled some of the gloss off of both bumpers - still looks going down the road.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20135.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20135.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">So we're getting much closer to being ready for Cincy next weekend. Hopefully we can get some signage on, and I still need to install the mirrors. I'm not sure if there will be another posting prior to next week's game, but there will definitely be one showing the fun of the tailgate. See you there.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Regarding football - two words - "Western Michigan".</span><br /></div>Greatranduhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473347358406477136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642134.post-1157936218228423932006-09-10T19:41:00.000-05:002006-09-10T21:18:29.016-05:00Call me Bond-o....James Bondo<div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;">Bondo. Lots of bondo. With paint coming just around the corner it was high time to get the body in shape... or at least in better shape (the bus, not me). Those illegal blinking lights up top were just taking up valuable space that could be used for Hokie propaganda. There were also some fold up/down "school bus" signs that had to go. First step was to remove the lights and the hinges that held the signs in place.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture9-9-%20002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture9-9-%20002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>A little sheet metal, epoxy, and pop-rivets to close the big ugly holes.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%209-9-004.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%209-9-004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%209-9-006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%209-9-006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Gotta love that grinder for bondo prepping.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%209-9-003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%209-9-003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>After days and days and days of the bondo-sanding-bondo tango and everything looks reasonably better. This case is just the opposite of the interior - the pictures look better than the real thing. A career in body work is not in my future.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%209-9-023.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%209-9-023.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>No, those aren't maroon rims. Just primer. Rims will be white.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%209-9-022.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%209-9-022.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>The passenger rocker panel was rusted completely through in several places (sorry I forgot the "before" picture) so I bought a replacement panel and used some high-tech installation technique. Like the blinking light covers, epoxy, rivets, and bondo gets the job done.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%209-9-024.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%209-9-024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>A little primer and it's as good as new (sorta).<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%209-9-026.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%209-9-026.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Rob Lends a Hand</span></span><br />Rob came down for a day of Hoopty work. He jumped right in and took over some of the most unglamorous jobs. The wheel rims needed to be cleaned up so they can be painted. With a large selection of sharp paint-scraping implements, Rob went after it with a seriousness that only he can muster.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%209-9-019.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%209-9-019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>The bench seat backs were looking pretty ugly with all those staples and loose vinyl edges. Roberto cut some plywood, painted it and installed it like a pro. The backs also needed to be installed in a way that would allow them to be easily removed. Thanks to big Pitera we now have a block installed with dowels that insert into the bench seat frames. Nice.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%209-9-021.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%209-9-021.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Rob had plenty of help and it seemed that the two of them were communicating well and working like partners. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%209-9-020.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%209-9-020.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Thanks for all your help Rob! It really did help me stay on schedule. I would also like to thank you for all of the bits of wisdom you passed on to my daughter. It seems she can't stop helping everyone understand that you should "keep the drama for your mama".<br /><br />Jeanell has added some nice interior decorating touches. The Kirk Herbstreit picture is on the other side. VT ladies football clinic - $75. Pictures with all the coaches and "Herbie" and other experiences that the guys can only dream of having - priceless.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20104.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20104.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Now we're down to the short rows. If the rains stay away, I hope there will be paint spraying next weekend. I hope. Prep work has begun. The first wash job. A scuff sanding to follow this week. Sorry for the blubby soft-porn. Certainly not the safest, but clearly the most efficient method of roof washing.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%209-9-025.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%209-9-025.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Go Hokies.<br /></div>Greatranduhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08473347358406477136noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17642134.post-1156725275388478572006-08-27T19:26:00.000-05:002006-08-28T06:33:41.820-05:00It Just Keeps Getting Better and Better<div face="arial" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;">I don't usually reach back to my AP English days in order to wax eloquent about a subject. HOWEVER, allow me to discuss the Hoopty progress in terms that dear Mrs. Coleman would appreciate ....... the Hoopty is turning into one bad mutha sucka!<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Sure, sure, sure, it won't be done by the first game of the season, but we don't have tickets for a game until the Cincy game. Therefore, heretowith, henceforth, let it be known that the intended inaugural run of the Hokie Hoopty will be September 23rd (barring any unforeseen disasters or general laziness on my part).</span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Let There Be Sound</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Walker kindly showed up on Thursday with a sony radio and two Xplod speakers in tow. Although Crutchfield was unable to deliver an installation package specifically for a Chevy G30 van/bus/Hoopty we opted to move forward with this daunting task. Despite all the work that lay ahead, Steve felt compelled to play jump rope with the speaker wires.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20069.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20069.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">After several failed attempts to get actual sound Xploding from the speakers, the decision was made to use one of his lifelines and call someone who actually knew what they were doing.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20070.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20070.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Ultimately the speakers were successfully installed and Xploded nicely. Let it be known that the very first song played on the system was Nirvana's smells like teen spirit. Thanks Walkers for the donation of components and hard work.</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20053.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20053.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20054.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20054.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Clearly I have not held up my end of the deal - the final radio installation is forthcoming.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20055.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20055.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">The Dent That Went</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Here are a series of photos that stretch across a few weeks. The big ugly dent repair is almost complete. The before picture shows what damage a renegade canoe trailer can inflict.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/IMG_1847.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/IMG_1847.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Some holes were drilled and I did my best to pull it out (some).</span><br /><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20002.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20002.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">A little paint grinding makes it look kinda terminator-like (or was it the other dude the terminator was trying to whack).</span><br /><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Some nasty-funky-stinky fiberglass bondo was applied. Hopefully this will adhere better.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20036.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20036.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Some regular bondo on top of that and sand, sand, sand. More bondo. More sanding. More bondo. More sanding. ad infinitum.....</span><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20011.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">....and here is the almost finished dent repair. A few areas being touched up with bondo glazing and we're in business. Hopefully the whole blob won't pop out and flop on the interstate while we're cruising along at 65mph.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20059.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20059.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Vinyl Tap</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">The biggest changes this weekend came from the installation of seat cushions. Those bench bones had been sitting around naked for long enough. It was time to set up a backyard upholstery shop. Vinyl, foam, plywood, staples and we're in action (despite having no idea what I was doing). Thanks to my upholstery assistant, Sophie, for taking the picture.</span><br /><a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20048.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20048.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">Not many interim pictures, so KaPlow - here they are! Oooh, is that bad ass or what? Not exactly perfect, but good enough for being called bad ass (or what). Note the flat black paint with cherry trim to match the rest of the interior. Yes, there is still some more trim to add, but it's looking niiiiice.</span><br /><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20057.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20057.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>All seats lift up for access to some storage space. The maroon vinyl will be especially nice with the orange accent pillows we've got planned.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20062.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20062.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>It was a real family affair with Jeanell and Sophie making runs to the store for supplies, filling nail holes, putting poly on the trim, cleaning up Steve's overspray on the windows, and cleaning up many of my messes. Some families go to church on Sundays, we just work on our bus. Religion is where you find it.<br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><span style="font-family:arial;"><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><br />Here's another shot from the back door. The pictures don't really do justice to the lounge area.<br /><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20061.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20061.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>That back door shot (oooh, that sounds weird) gives a view of the back wall. The cargo area is plain white...... <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20060.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20060.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>.... while the lounge side of the wall boasts some pretty nice cherry plywood that just happened to be curly cherry - bonus. The look of the black and cherry contrast has lead me to leave the black strips on the ceiling and above the windows as is. Saves me some work and keeps the theme going.<br /><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font>I still plan on adding some cherry door-jamb-like trim to the edges of the walls. We have a cool fabric on order to serve as the curtain between first class and herded cattle.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/Picture%20056.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/Picture%20056.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />One additonal purchase. I won a very important eBay auction for this:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/1600/lunch%20pail.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6864/1704/400/lunch%20pail.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font&g