I've had some pretty good luck over the years, but this.....

"We are pleased to inform you that your offer to purchase tickets as contained in your application for tickets to the 2009 NCAA Men's Final Four, to be held April 4 and 6 at Ford Field in Detroit, has been accepted."

You read that right, those tickets that I applied for back in February to send Pops to the Final Four next year came through. Out of the thousands of people that applied for these things, my two little chances got picked. Amazing. I ran up to my place, poured a beer and called the parents immediately. I've never had something like this happen before. Pops was beyond cised. I could hear it in his voice. I know that this is something that he's wanted to do in life and I was tired of getting him golf related stuff for Father's Day or his birthdays over the years. Figured he deserved something better and more special.

Happy Birthday, Pops.

This song has little to nothing to do with this happening, and I am jumpin' the gun a bit w/ the colder weather. But in lieu of the cooler nights, I cannot wait for fall to hurry up and get here. This is one of my favorite tracks from one of my favorite fall and winter albums. Enjoy:

Fuckers gotta stop w/ the no embedding shit:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AVCClvapAXQ