Ducks vs the Noles. 18 6 and Oregon is leading with a little bit before half time. Been to the Rose Parade a couple of times. Few years back I was with Sham, Rhi, and Shena. We stayed over night. Slept on the street with the hundred other attendees. Still remember this picture of the pile up. Hundreds of people crowding the sidewalk. Families getting perturbed as latecomers try to snake positions of those that were there overnight. people were trying to pass through this mass of people. Not wanting to walk blocks around and the people upfront refusing to let them pass. On more than one occasion there were yelling and hollering, with police getting involved. I understood both parties view but had to side with the people there first. Sure letting one or two people by would be okay. However, those two people would become twenty and thirty lining up. Often these people would occupy the space of the people just letting those pass. "Give an Inch, lose a Mile" Yeah, I know that's not the saying, but it is what happened.
Couple years ago went to the float viewing. Liked this the most. Time enough to take pictures. To look at the real detail. Time enough to see the works up front. Can't tell you the TV broadcasting is nice, but being upfront and personal is an experience one must enjoy firsthand. Not a big parade person, but I DVR it today. That's a first.
Halftime, Ducks 18 Noles 13. Could have been 18 16 but there was missed field goal in the last 3 seconds. Hit Goal posts to end the half. Funny there was an interception by this year's Heisman trophy winner. He rarely throws these. Third one this year. Then there was a catch-able pass dropped by Wide that never drops pass by last year's Heisman winner. Then one of the best kicker in college football plunks the upright.
Had some good experiences here in Pasadena. Sold some mylar balloons with my Dad. Slept on Colorado with Michelle and her nephew on the sidewalk. Thrown whip cream plates at inattentive party goers.Brought college buddies and slept in the car next to the Robinson statues. Few years back I worked on the floats cutting and gluing flowers on the Indian float. Last weekend I drove past the Rose Parade headquarters.
Didn't understand some of the significance at the time of such wonderful moments. Only after a time of not being there. Only after a time of just being away. Only after a time where going just seems such a task. Now I long to go. Not so much to see the floats, but to re-live some of those pure memories. Not too many of my family and friends want to camp it anymore. Too old, too broke, or too serious to consider going. Just not the same going by oneself. Though I am okay with this. Its not as exciting and fulfilling going solo. So I will just sit and reminisce and watch Ducks and Noles battle.
