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So last weekend Dave and I went to the 49er game in San Francisco. I’ve been a 49er fan for almost 20 years, and Dave has a co-worker who has season tickets, so for the past two years we’ve splurged on one game. When I say splurged, I mean SPLURGED, because we could not afford this on any kind of regular basis. There’s the tickets, the gas, the parking, the food (even if you tailgate!), bridge toll, and next thing you know you’re selling your grandmother’s china to go to a ballgame. Not that I would do that.

Anyway, these seats were AWESOME! They were on the visitor’s side (boo!), but they were in the SECOND ROW on the 30 yard line.

I KNOW.

Click on any of these pictures to make them gigantic.

The 9ers got blowed out, which sucked. But pretty much nothing, not even the 9ers getting their butts kicked could have dampened my spirits.

About a half hour before the game started, a group of people came from the Atlanta sidelines to their seats. As they started walking up the steps, Dave’s like, “Dude! I think that’s a rapper! That’s…OH! What’s his name?! DR. DRE!” I didn’t believe him because the guy looked like a regular dude. He didn’t have loads of gold jewelry, and he was dressed very nice!

Turns out it WAS Dr. Dre. And he’s sitting five rows behind us! So I make eye contact, and do sign language for “you, me, camera?” I think I was the only one who got a picture with him because I asked him, and not his body guards, who were turning people away left and right.

The only bummer is that the photo is terrible. But below is the original and a cropped version that I tried to help (fairly unsuccessfully) in Photoshop. If anyone can fix up the first photo, I’d love you forever! The photo below was given a little help and love by Serena from Savvy Verse and Wit. This photo is a little better than the one I had before, so thank you Serena!!

Lastly, that thing on my cheek? That doesn’t really exist, but my $#%@ camera was taking terrible pictures, and instead of just taking a terrible picture (read: grainy) and being done with it, it had to make me look like I’m morphing into a witch.

Finally, one last shot of Dr. Dre:

Isn’t he CUTE?!

Please, don’t miss this. This made me laugh even harder the second time.

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I’m in a football pool. Interestingly enough, my fiance and I were in the same pool long before we met.

I don’t know about all football pools, but this one is pretty basic. You have 16 numbers, and you pick the winner of each game based on your certainness of a team winning. So if you are absolutely positively certain a team will win, you put them in 16. If you’re not sure and it’s more of a coin flip, you put them in the 1.

This is my third season in this pool. I’ve won once each season. It’s only $2 to play, and if you win, you get around $100, give or take. So I’m definitely up. When I started playing, I decided that I needed a strategy. Whether it was I picked names that sounded good, or went strickly by favorites or point spreads…I just needed a strategy. So I thought about it and thought about it, and I decided that since home teams have a slight advantage, I would pick all the home teams.

Before you tell me what a bad idea that is, my fiance has already beaten you to the punch. He reminds me numerous times during the year that all home teams have only one once in so many years. All the home teams winning is not really what I’m looking for. What I’m looking for is most of the home teams winning, and a few upsets.

To add to my strategy, I take the home teams that are favored the most and put those at the top. Home teams that are favored the least go at the bottom.

I know it’s not perfect, but how can you argue with the fact that I’ve won once each season I’ve played? Hmm?