Journeys of Jack Tripper

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This is the Grapefruit Gal's dog, Madeleine. She is a beagle.

The photographer in his natural setting, The Devil's Millhopper, a giant sinkhole in Gainesville.

Looking down the stairs... the many, many stairs.

And looking back up the stairs, which seem to have multiplied since we made it to the bottom.

The wacky camera takes wacky photos.

The Grapefruit Gal takes better photos than I do.

Mmm... Chicken Empenada.

PIG SOOOOOOEIIIIIIIIEE... wait, wrong SEC team.

It is a massive mass of humanity entering the stadium.

Troy fans, awaiting the slaughter. I remember what that was like. Actually I don't. It was my 21st birthday.

More UF students heading into the game.

WHERE IS TROY?? this guy asked. ASIA MINOR!!! I yelled back.

I am told this formation is significant, but I have no idea why.

This is like 10% of the UF student section.

These guys are showing their love for famed Los Angeles Dodgers second baseman Steve Sax.

More of the Gator student section.

This was easily the most interesting part of the day. A sheriff's deputy told us to stop standing on the seats. Many of the fans around me received "tickets," though I didn't get a chance to take a photo of one. The cop told me to stop taking pictures of him. So I took video instead.

Drama ensued when everyone immediately stood back up on the seats, except for me, meaning this was my view for most of the second quarter. I suppose there are worse things to look at.

A little-known fact about Ben Hill Griffin Stadium is that it is haunted by ghosts.

Florida's band kind of sucks. They use flip folders. That is my metric for determining the suckiness of the band, so, the Gator Band sucks.

more suckiness. They played Marching 110-type music, but didn't dance. They just stood there. Borrrrrrr-ing!

I am cajoled into doing the gator ... snap? chomp? What is it called?

The ghost returns.

I cannot fathom why this woman enjoys spending time with me.

Not only do they suck, they copy all the Marching 110's traditions.

That's all. I did other things this weekend, like hit golf balls at Gainesville Country Club, go to dinner and a movie, watch USF's beatdown of Auburn, and other things, but this is what was important.