Pittsburgh, PA

October 23rd – 24th

South Florida vs Pittsburgh CFB

On Friday morning, I had a couple minutes to spare, so I stopped by hotel gift shop to get a few post cards. I try to send a post card from each city I visit, to my little friend, Marley. She is the daughter of my friend Jeremy.

Well as I was paying for the post cards, there was something at the counter that caught my eye….

Disposable Panties!

Okay, we all know that I have forgotten to pack them a time or two… but I gotta tell ya, I would go without before I wore disposable ones!

Friday was a strange set day. Our TD’s redeye from LA had been cancelled, so he was going to miss our set day. Our director’s father had become very ill overnight and he had to leave site to be by his father’s side.

We were also at a NFL stadium, so there are strange rules. Like our operations producer has to smuggle our drinks & snacks past security because Heinz Field has a policy that you have to buy their $4/bottle drinks and order basic snacks thru their catering department. Which obviously gets extremely expensive for the network.

While the disk was copying to the Duet, Jason and I went on a field trip down to the field. Just like we do most Friday mornings. We take photos and he posts them on Facebook.








Of course, some jackass stadium operations person came chasing after us wanting to know who we were and why we were on the field and that we had to leave immediately. I guess the gigantic red badges we were forced to wear that said “Field Access” on them were not specific enough.

Whatever. We were done anyway.

For lunch we went to Jerome Bettis Grille 36 – which is exactly like Eddie Geroge Grille 27 in Columbus… except for the colors and memorabilia.

That was a website photo; didn’t look that nice the day we were there (rainy & cold)

Later that night, J and I went to Squirrel Hill – a suburb of Pittsburgh for dinner. I forget the name of the place, but it was a fabulous little Italian place that Coach Agnus suggested to Jason. (Pitt Women’s Hoops Coach) It’s her favorite place – we went as her guests; which resulted in excellent service and meeting the Chef.

I guess we wont tell coach that I once typed her name "Angus" - thankfully, someone caught it before it aired.

Saturday…. Game day.
Nothing to report.

That evening, I drove home!

I know I am gonna be in trouble for not stopping by to see my friend Lori and her triplets this weekend. I was just too tired!