Rubey Rambles

Being a Chanticleer is something that I am extremely proud of. My small piece of real estate at ESPN has a Rooster Rag hanging up on the wall behind me and a Coastal Carolina Hat hanging right by my name tag, I never want there to be any doubt that I am proud to be a mythical rooster from the Canterbury Tales. This past week I was able to pay it forward to an athletic department that not only gave me the chance to be a student worker, but that allowed me build quite the impressive resume that has helped me get where I am today. Late Friday night, while I was seeing the latest happenings on Twitter, I noticed a tweet on my Tweetdeck from the account @RoosterFeed using the hashtag #SCTop10...now I work on SportsCenter so that set off numerous alarms. I checked out the clip and I flipped over it (Pun intended, you will see).  From that moment on I worked my hardest to get that video from the amazing guys in the athletics video department and what happened next was...

Thanks to social media...I was made aware last week that the latest batch of oddly flavored Lay's potato chips had made their way to the local grocery stores. So, for scientific reasons, and as a way to alert the masses about what chips you should eat and which chips you should feed to your enemy...I give you...the "Officially Delicious & Completely Scientific ESPN Chip Club Review" GANG'S ALL HERE!!! ======================================================================= "Cappucino" Because I like cruel and unusual punishment, I made my victims... I mean...taste testers...try the "Cappuccino" flavor first. My coworker Eric is known for being generally willing to try anything you put in front of him and he only expressed extreme hesitation when I told him the first chip he would have to suffer through was cappuccino... "I don't like coffee, KNUCKLEHEAD!!" Eric took the dusty chip and chomped down on it with sever...

That headline got you huh? I will brag and boast about the fact that this weekend... I went on a date! Yes yes, seems juicy doesn't it? Elanna's blog is becoming less about ID badges and geese mobs and turning into some reality show like "Real World: Bristol". But before I get carried away about all the fine details about my date, I should come clean...the date was with a married, older man... **GASP** It was hard to schedule this date because of vacations he has planned with his wife and my busy work schedule, but we finally found a day that worked. Ok ok, I will stop cracking up as I write this.   I had the privilege, no no, the HONOR of going on a date with my Dad. Now, I know that may seem like a let down for some juicy blog gossip but to me, it meant the world, even if it meant being up before the entire city of Bristol on a Saturday. My dad, the gentleman that he is, picked up me up at 8:45 a.m. sharp, but not without laying on the horn once to sca...

Mic check 1.. mic check 2... Yep, it looks like this blog still works... I just seem to have been so absorbed in the new chapter of my life that I have been neglecting my social diary. It is sad to see that my last blog post was in December by I can't even begin to make a timeline of all the things I have done since than and starting my new job at ESPN. The one thing I can tell you...it took me two months to not get lost when trying to get to the cafeteria through the mazes known as hallways...and now the damn cafe is closed for a ONE YEAR for renovation...but my waistline must digress. One the most interesting and mythical things I will share about ESPN is something that not many people may know. ESPN sits on about 123-acres of pure lush land straddling Bristol and Southington (that's not mythical, that's a fact), but there are some creatures that lurk in the night, or for all hours of the day for that matter... These creatures are feathery, loud and tend to tr...