Ice Ice Baby Too Cold
This is web browsing at its best: Reading the comments on that page while listening to the audio of the call.
"Black or Latino?" - Classic.
I went looking around the internets for some a capella tracks to play with. What a pain in the a$$. It's like looking for free anything - takes you forever to weed through the crap. Then I always forget that "royalty-free" does not mean "free". So I stole this cool piece and threw some music to it. I think it's Turkish. If I can remember where I found it, I'll send the chick a copy. I'm sure she'll be underwhelmed.
Enjoy.
The 25 Best Hair Metal Bands
I would have included Warrant also. "Uncle Tom's Cabin" is a great song.
I just joined Twitter. I decided after reading this article about Zappos employees (CEO included) Tweeting.
More importantly, I just downloaded Drupal. I may be taking on a pretty big web project in the next month that I believe Drupal will serve me quite well with.
Will someone tell me the difference between a) an enema, b) a high colonic, and c) a bad case of diarrhea? Actually, nobody tell me. I really don't want the answer. I just want to ponder. Seems like about the same end result. I could be wrong. And probably am.
If They IM'd: Old Bill Clinton and New Bill Clinton
My back continues to suck. I've spoken to a few people about inversion tables. I did a little research and then took the plunge and bought this one. I don't know if it's helped my back substantially, but it's very relaxing and makes me feel good in general. Hopefully a combination of this and me getting back to my workout routine will help.
I'm coaching two kiddie baseball teams this season - Evan's 3-4 year old TBall team and Emily's 5-6 year old coach pitch team. To my pleasant surprise, Emily is one of the better players on her team. I'm only surprised because she's never played before and was nervous about it. Turns out, most of her teammates have never played before either. She has good coordination and is more athletic than she thinks.
This dual coaching business should be a hoot.
I have begun work on a composition that will bring me much joy when completed. If you'd like, I will share it with you.
I took Emily to an aimed-at-kids symphony featuring the music of Beethoven on Sunday. Beethoven went deaf around age 35. I really can not imagine the hell of being a composer and going deaf. And then continuing to compose masterpieces that you will never hear performed.
Referring to NY Governor Eliot Spitzer doin' the doins' with hookers:
"You know what, the cheating was his decision to repair what's damaged, and to feed himself where he's starving. But, yes, I hold women accountable for tossing out perfectly good men by not treating them with the love and kindness and respect and attention they need."
Watch the video of her on the Today Show here.
WHy does Dr. Laura hate the bible?
I went to Evan's school's (pre-K) "Desserts with Dad" the other night. At one point we all sat in a big circle and were about to introduce ourselves, sing songs, etc. So me and Evan sit down and this guy standing in the middle with a camera looks our way and is saying "Smile!". I thought he was someone from the school taking pictures, so I looked at him and gave him a smile. After taking the picture he came over and sat next to the boy beside us - his son. That dad will have an added bonus in that picture - a dork sitting behind his son smiling for the picture.
OK - Besides the obvious little-bodybuilder-person-with-bleach-blonde-hair thing, what's the deal with Mr. Hairy-Black_Socks-Spandex-Porn-Stache?
Long live Diamond Dave!
Gene Simmons sex tape not starring Shannon Tweed.
I swear if this turns into some marketing hoax to sell another crappy product, for the first time ever, I will go against my "no blog deleting" policy" and delete this post.
When did "that's not funny" evolve into "that offends me"? Before my time no doubt. When someone tells a joke that is not funny, to tell them their joke is not funny is to imply that you were offended by the joke. Similarly, to refer to something some public figure said or did as "not funny" means that you and/or others were offended.
I tried using this recently on a co-worker. He made a lame attempt at humor to which I calmly replied "That's not funny". He appeared taken aback - and not that I judged his joke as not funny - but that he thought he had offended me. I explained my comment and theory behind my experiment. Now, this was funny. I had underestimated how uncomfortable this was going to be. I could tell he was still trying to figure out my crack and was coming to the conclusion that it was a dick-ish thing to say. There was no graceful way out of this ridiculous situation, so I exited with the knowledge that at least temporarily, this guy thought I was a dick.
I have concluded that I will leave such frankness to my buddy Coolfed.
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(If you haven't seen the Tom Cruise Scientology video, see previous entry.)
Tom Cruise really likes Scientology
I live the life of a bumbler. I rarely plan things out. Being married to a compulsive planner only enables my bumbliness. What can I say? I like adventure.
Lester and I flew to Memphis to watch our beloved Knights play in the Liberty Bowl. Unlike other trips, she let me "plan" everything. So a few weeks in advance, I logged on to Kayak to check out airfares, got decent tickets and a hotel at a good rate through Travelocity.
Our flight arrived on time and we headed to the hotel to check in and get ready for the game. The plan was to take a cab to the game. Except for arranging for a cab back to the airport, that was the extent of my planning for the trip.
After the game, we bumbled out of the stadium and got directions to the cab stand. Naturally it was on the opposite side of the stadium. Oh yeah - and it was about 34 degrees and breezy. My chances at getting Husband-of-the-Year were quickly fading. So we bumbled from one parking lot to the next, stopping to get updated directions. (At least I will stop and ask for directions.) Things were looking bleak. In the days before the game, I had been telling Lester, "Well, even if we lose, we can get some good Memphis BBQ after the game".
Memphis BBQ was looking like a fantasy at this point and I was cringing at the thought of some crappy chain restaurant meal at 11:00 pm. After having walked for a good 30 minutes, the cab stand area was in sight.
Suddenly I heard "Sam!". I didn't bother looking, thinking there was no way that was for me. Then again, "Sam! SAM!" I turned around and lo and behold it was Coolfed's dad. Sixty-three thousand people at that game, and we bumped into the three people we knew.
We jumped in the nice warm car, went and had a great time getting some Memphis BBQ, and then got a lift back to our hotel.
Moral of the story: Bumbling pays off.
I have one resolution for 2008. I've spent many an hour pondering this idea. "One resolution?", you may be asking. Yes - One. I believe in focusing my energies on one powerful strategy. In the spirit of making a resolution you can keep, I have decided upon the following:
I will change my clean underwear / under shirt drawer system to be FILO.
For those unfamiliar with manufacturing terms, FILO means First-In-Last-Out. For far too long, I have been utilizing, inadvertently and absent-mindedly, a FIFO system. And since I keep underwear and under shirts in the same drawer and wear them both almost every day, I combined the two.A FILO system should ensure a more balanced wash/wear ratio. A FIFO system typically results in the same 6-8 pairs of underwear and undershirts being worn and washed. This is undoubtedly the reason some of my undies are getting holes around the waistband seams and some are like new. And also why some of my under shirt pit areas have become yellowed and hard-ish while other shirts are snow-white and fresh. And also why some of my underwear...uh never mind.
Anyway, there you have it. Armed with this bold resolution, I look forward to 2008 with renewed energy and vigor.
Self Actualization, I have you in my sights.
For your holiday enjoyment: Do You Hear What I Hear? (feat. Ronnie on vocals)
There'll be more where that came from, now that I've figured out how to make vocals sound not-crappy: Enlist people that can sing to sing.
Disclaimer: This blog entry is about 32% thought out and the subject matter has been about 7% researched. And there's a cheesy marketing ploy to get you to buy something at the end. Apologies. I am tired. And lazy. And low on dough.
One of my favorite things about the Christmas season is I get to dust off my "Christmas" Playlist on my ipod. I love me some Christmas music. Sometimes when I listen to music I really enjoy, I find myself studying it - really soaking it in. One of my favorite Christmas CDs is A Charlie Brown Christmas by Vince Guaraldi, aka Dr. Funk. "Linus and Lucy" is one of my top 10 favorite songs of any genre of all time. I don't think I will ever tire of it. It probably helps that I usually only listen to it around Christmas. And of course, there's a high amount of nostalgia, having watched this many times growing up.
One observation I have about the Charlie Brown Christmas CD is that several of the songs are pretty melancholy. Songs like "My Little Drum", "Christmas Time is Here", and "What Child is This" have a tinge of sadness. For me, this adds charm to the collection. It's a nice change of pace from the standard sugar-y Christmas songs.
I've read about a recent biography (Schulz and Peanuts: A Biography) of Charles Schulz by David Michaelis, in which Schulz is portrayed as having been a generally unhappy man. I wonder if if there is a correlation between his state of mind and some of the Guaraldi compositions.
My favorite song for this season: Ave Maria by Chris Cornell. Stunning. (Yeah - so it's 10 years old - so what - I just heard it!)
50 Questions
Way to go, Knights! What a great game to watch. Our defense stepped it up again and what more to say about Kevin Smith. I came home and watched the replay from ESPN. By the end of the game, the announcers were calling him a front-runner for the Heisman next year if he returns for his senior season.
And speaking of Smith, I will now rant. He now is 2nd all time for rushing yards in a season with 2,448 yards. Yet he did not make it into the top five finalists for the Doak Walker (best running back) award. Here are the top three finalists, along side Smith's with their as-of-last-week's stats:
| Name | Yards | TDs |
| Darren McFadden (Ark) | 1,725 | 15 |
| Mike Hart (Mich) | 1,232 | 12 |
| Ray Rice (Rutg) | 1,732 | 20 |
| Kevin Smith (UCF) | 2,164 | 25 |
Here is the argument I've heard for Smith not getting into the top 5: Weak Division / Weak opponents / Weak Team - Give Kevin Smith the offensive line from any good BCS team and see how he does. Moreover, UCF has an average quarterback so every team we play knows #24 is going to be getting the ball 30 - 40 times. And he still puts up ridiculous numbers.
I really hope he wins the all time season record to shame the idiots that picked the DW Award finalists.
GO KNIGHTS!!!!!