Dec 27 2007
Christmas Present - A-OK!
Christmas at the Hobson household was pretty darn fantastic. I spent tons of time flipping and throwing my nephew Ben, spent some quality time with my newest nephew Alex, chilled with the fam and ate too much food… and dare I say the loot I got was out of this world. Case in point - me wearing this absolutely fabulous Nascar leather jacket, complete with a huge patch on the back for Home Depot, and patches on the front for Coca Cola, Sunoco, Subway, Slim Jim, Old Spice… and Bass Pro shops! A short google later and I came to the realization that this jacket is a celebration of a particular race car driver by the name of Tony Stewart, who is apparently my favorite. So damn cool. I just love the way that that Tony Stewart probably drives his car around the Nascar race track in a fast and possibly reckless (or maybe precise) manner. I am sure that this Tony fellow has a special place in his heart for his fans who own this particular leather jacket, supporting him, his team, his race car number (#20), and his sponsors. I can’t help but feel that I am part of something larger and stranger than I ever wanted to be a a part of before. Christmas rocks!
Anyone remember that movie Breakfast Club, where the tough guy shows a scar on his arm and says “this is what you get in my family for spilling paint in the garage”. So damn cool. Well, this jacket is what you get in my family for ignoring calls and emails asking what you want for Christmas. Yes, the Hobson’s are bad like that. Particularly the lady-folk. I will wear this leather jacket as a badge of honor, not unlike the cigar shaped scar on the aforementioned tough guy’s arm. When folks see me in this jacket, the majority will probably think “There goes a big ol’ Nascar fan”… but there are likely a few who will get it. A few who will pay me my due respect, as they mumble quietly to themselves “Damn… that guy comes from a really mean family”. That’s right. Pay homage suckers. Hobson’s are badass.
Quite some time ago, LSU was ranked #1 in the nation in football. I was talking to some co-workers in Louisiana, and they told me about how absolutely ridiculous it was in 2001 (or some year) when LSU played in the College Football Championship Game at the Superdome in New Orleans. You don’t have to spend much time in Louisiana to figure out that most of those folks are absolutely crazy about LSU football. When I heard LSU was ranked #1, and that the BCS championship game would once again go down in the Superdome… I decided if all went well and they made it to the big dance, I would have to head down and join the party. Despite LSU’s best attempts to blow any chance of making it to the Championship game - other teams ahead of them blew it even worse this past weekend. LSU got the nod - and the National Championship is going down between LSU and Ohio, in beautiful downtown New Orleans. I will be there. I doubt that I am going to be able to get a ticket (they are very pricey)… but I am sure it will be a grand ol’ affair anyway. A hoot and a holler and a half. New Orleans knows how to hold a party, and Louisiana knows how to show up to support their team.