The Self-Righteous Bastard
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
 
My Favorite Guitar Chords At The Moment
Am, C/B, C
Monday, November 21, 2005
 
Useless Fact of the Day
Ryan Adams and Bryan Adams share the same birthday, November 5. Just don't tell Ryan, I hear he doesn't much like it when the crowd asks him to play "Summer of '69".
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
 
What The Hell Is Goin’ On Out There?
Some people tell me I’m a smart guy, and I do have advanced engineering degrees from the best schools on the planet, but I must admit I don’t understand this Terrell Owens thing with the Iggles one bit. When did pro football players become eight-year-old girls, unwilling and/or unable to take a petty criticism or two? T.O. making some dumb, offhanded comments about Donovan McNabb is more of a problem and an outrage than, oh, I don’t know: boat cruise orgies with hookers, with players trying to entice waitresses to be hookers, too? More of an outrage than ‘roided up players delivering career-ending sucker punches on the practice field? More of an outrage than drunken vehicular manslaughter? More of an outrage than a player arranging the murder of his pregnant girlfriend?

Am I missing something here? Although I certainly don’t mind anything that destroys the season for the Philadelphia Eagles and their scum of a fanbase, I can’t figure out why the other players and the team management don’t just ignore Owens. The man had a horribly abusive childhood, he just needs someone to tell him, "T.O., it’s not your fault." The worst the NFL has to offer? Hardly.

Donovan F. McNabb got his feelings hurt? Well boo fucking hoo, you goofy Chunky Soup-eating motherfucker. You’re playing with some tough injuries, no doubt, but it’s high time you grew a pair. If I can suck it up and work for months with a redneck lab mate who tried to goad me into a fistfight for the express purpose of getting me thrown out of school – a situation I was man enough to defuse, by the way – than surely a superstar NFL quarterback can tolerate a loudmouth superstar NFL wide receiver who can bring him Super Bowl championship glory. Or maybe not.
 
Time For A Bad English Lesson
People of the South, I know you never like learning something from a Northerner, but it’s about time I dropped some knowledge on your dumb, hick asses. It is "y’all", and not "ya’ll", ok? It’s a contraction for "you all", the friggin’ apostrophe goes in between the y and the a, NOT in between the a and the first l. Just wanted to clear that up for y’all.
Friday, November 04, 2005
 
And We’re Still In The Desert
Jarhead belongs on the same shelf with Full Metal Jacket and Hell Is For Heroes, a brutally honest, gut punching war film. Sam Mendes made pretty much all the right calls, a lot of sharp, twisted humor, and when the film got intense the large, sold out theater was completely awestruck silent. My main criticism is that the epilogue is a letdown and should not have been included, it’s a poor ending and it wouldn’t have been had it ended a couple minutes earlier. Excellent performances as usual from Jamie Foxx and Peter Sarsgaard, and a star turn from Jake Gyllenhaal. Since Donnie Darko, I’ve been told on multiple occasions that I look like him – I used to consider that a backhanded compliment, I won’t anymore. There’s a bit of that McQueen thing here – guys want to be him, women want to be with him. And yes ladies, you get to see his ass multiple times.
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
 
Yeah, It’s Been Awhile
I’ve been busy for the last few months, but at least now I’m that much closer to gradumatating. I could get into it, but no one else gives a shit. I don’t have much to write about at the moment, but expect some more ramblings soon.

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