My boyfriend was actually yelling at the tv about it, but we stuck it out, and watched the B1G championship on YouTube after.
The editing was truly horrible. I may be alone in this, but I like hearing all the commentary and, I dunno, seeing the WHOLE game.
And . . . The Drain Wig? I'll stick to the "harsh chemicals," thanks.
Nice comedic relief, though.
We counted 8 commercials followed by a mere 4 plays, then 4 commercials followed by 2 plays.
*Someone* knew that playing a Buckeye marathon would bring in viewers. I feel like such a sucker. YouTube, next time.
But at least I now have all these commercials on my dvr!
This is a school story, not a work story, but it's pretty funny (though mortifying at the time).
While working on my masters in tax law, I was required to do a presentation for my Tax Research class. I hate doing presentations, but I had fun putting it together and thought I had an interesting topic. I even got with the times and did PowerPoint slides.
The presentation was to be given in a large lecture hall that boasted a stage and podium, with a very large screen behind it for presentations. When it was my turn, I took my laptop up and hooked it up to the projector. Nothing. Someone suggested I restart the computer. I do so, and as it restarts, all these stupid IM windows start popping up. I'm embarrassed, and closing them frantically, until there is only one status message left on the screen.
There, projected behind me in huge letters was my away message, clearly visible to my classmates and my unamused professor in the front row.
It read, "FUCK TAX."
(Hey, at least it wasn't porn!)
I think I'm reading #14 and #17 differently than others are. It says "your institution," not "your program." To me, this means that he was not suspended or dismissed from Boise State as a school, not that he was not suspended or dismissed from the football team. I think Briles is hoping people won't make the distinction, and thus think Peterson/Boise State withheld info. Eff that player, eff Briles, and eff Baylor.