Mmmmmmmm…Alabama football.
I get shivers just thinking about it. Oh, and Bryant-Denny stadium hold 85,000 now. 
The students in Osceola County Schools get Rodeo Day (Friday of the Silver Spurs Rodeo - usually around Valentine’s Day) as a day off from school.
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Sadly, Michael Jordan did not play for the beloved Pack or Saint Valvano. He played for the pale blue sissies at Chapel Hill and their hook nosed cry-baby coach. Not that I’m biased either way, mind you.
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Oh good, the “Rodeo” post did go through before the power went out!
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OTHER USES FOR ICE IN THE SOUTH
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Keepin’ fresh the fish you just caught.
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Makin’ home-made ice cream. (The hell with them damn new-fangled ee-lectric ice cream makers.) And don’t forget the rock salt!
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Keepin’ beer and/or soda cold while huntin’ or fishin’ or at the football game or at the NASCAR or motorcycle race.
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Takin’ cold baths after the air conditionin’s gone out.
As for basketball, I must blame it on the fact that I growed up in Texas. My High School did play it, but it wasn’t near as popular as football. The old Southwest Conference did play it, but not well enough to compete on the national level. Dallas didn’t even have an NBA team till 1980! (We had an ABA team, the Chaparrals, but I don’t think they were ever even on TV. If it’s never on TV, how can it be a major sport?)
Ahem. With one exception, that being the only school in the conference not located in Texas. Ron Brewer, Marvin Delph, Sidney Moncrief, Darrell Walker, Scott Hastings, and of course Coach Sutton. Then, they wised up and were the first school to abandon the SWC for greener pastures.
And of course UH had a modicum of national success in roundball.
Bein’ as how I’m full up on Southern cooking and customs by now, I’ve got an actual travel question to ask, intro’d by a story:
One fine day, my brother and a colleague were traveling in a company van from a business appt in Florida to one in, I believe, Texas. They were on I-10, travelling across the Alabama/Mississippi border, when they were stopped a few miles from the crossing for going a bit over the limit. The trooper asked my brother for his license, took it and went to the back of the van. Came back shaking his head. “New York license, California plates. Boy, you in a heap o’trouble.” After much negotiation, brother & colleague parted with their per diems ($60 for each, $120 total) so the trooper would allow them to go on, a payment the company gave them for daily expenses. This payment was given by the company over and above what they were given for expenses accounted for on itemized reimbursements, by the way, so my brother used to just bank it. He was annoyed, called the company that night to complain. The man at the head office laughed and said “What do you think we give you that money for?”
Anyway, what’s the REAL (as opposed to posted) speed limit in the South? My brother now lives in Texas, and says he can go 90 without a problem.
How appropriate that I’ve got a glass of sweetened tea nearby as I write these words.
I regret to say that I’ve never seen a Bruno’s. I take it that there aren’t any in Florida. I’ve got some family in Tupelo that I might be visiting some time soon…does Bruno’s have any stores in MS?