Sunday! Sunday! Sunday!

The weather here has been horrible lately.  Allow me to recap my past few days.

Last weekend, Jill and I flew to Miami to see the Dolphins beat the Patriots.  It was so awesome, mainly because we could relax and the weather was wonderful.  We were down there until Monday.  The thrill of the entire weekend for me was that Joe Perry played the pregame show outside of the stadium. 

Side note here - I hate the Dolphins and the Patriots, but this was a present for my wife, so I'm glad to go and see here have fun.  One thing that the Dolphins do better than anyone is create a party atmosphere outside and inside their stadium.  There is music, 2 dollar beers, games, and inexpensive food.  Both times that we've gone we've had such a great time.  I've been to 3 Jets games and the atmosphere sucks, there is nothing outside of the stadium to get excited about and everyone is cynical. 

The concert was really good.  I actually think that I want his new CD.  I think his new band is The Joe Perry Experience.  The music was great.  One thing that puzzled me was that Joe Perry was wearing a scarf and a leather jacket that was buttoned up.  It had to be at least 80 degrees, and I was sweating like crazy.  The person in front of me had sweat visably dripping from their calf.  How on earth was he performing with this jacket and scarf on like it was 20 degrees out.  I was getting ready to pass out just looking at him.  I cannot tell you how hot I was just listening to the music and the only thing I was doing was moving around like a white guy.
The game was a good one.  The Patriots got out to a 2 TD lead early and it was at that time that I noticed that the tickets I got Jill were in Patriotville.  There were tons of Pats fans around us, gloating, and carrying on.  By the end of the game, when Miami took the lead and then held on, it looked like a morgue around us.  Everyone in our row was sitting with their heads down, dejected.  Jill tried to take a picture, but they ran for the exits too quickly.
So, Tuesday, I flew to Dallas to see "Dana from Dallas". 
The back story is that when Dana came to Charlotte a few years ago, he became the bartender and every time someone walked in he was like "Hi!  I'm Dana from Dallas, here's a drink..."  So, now everyone that was at that party refers to him as Dana from Dallas. 
During my visit, we went and visited some sights, the most significant being the Dallas Cowboys new stadium.  Now Dana doesn't care a lick about sports, but he loved looking at the structure of the stadium.  We also toured the area around the stadium.  Six Flags is right there, along with The Ballpark at Arlington.
On Saturday I came back to Charlotte and, believe it or not, from the time I left Miami I have not experienced temperatures above the 40s.  I suppose next year I'm going to have to go to the Equator or something.