Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

REDIRECT ALERT! (Scroll down past this mess if you're trying to read an archived post. Thanks. No, really, thanks.)

Due to my inability to control my temper and complacently accept continued silliness with not-quite-as-reliable-as-it-ought-to-be Blogger/Blogspot, your beloved Possumblog will now waddle across the Information Dirt Road and park its prehensile tail at http://possumblog.mu.nu.

This site will remain in place as a backup in case Munuvia gets hit by a bus or something, but I don't think they have as much trouble with this as some places do. ::cough::blogspot::cough:: So click here and adjust your links. I apologize for the inconvenience, but it's one of those things.

Monday, January 05, 2004

It had to happen sooner or later.

Over the past few years, I have made a habit of phoning My Friend Jeff’s office whenever Auburn would beat LSU in football, and loudly singing the War Eagle fight song into his voice mail.

I just got an e-mail of the dumb ol’ "Goxe Tigers" song from Jeff--
Hey Fightin’ Tigers go all the way
Hey Fightin’ Tigers win the game today
You’ve got the know how
You’re doin’ fine
Hang on to the ball as you hit the wall and crash right through the line
You’ve got to go for the touchdown, run up the score,
Make Mike the Tiger stand right up and roar
Give it all of your might as you fight tonight and keep the goal in view
Bite me, Bengal Boy.

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