In war you kill the people who are the victims of the tyrant you claim to be fighting against. -Howard Zinn
Thursday, January 29, 2004
Wednesday, January 28, 2004
Yeah, so the apartment I'm staying in has pretty much turned to a war zone. One roomate has an uncontrollable substance abuse problem which often ends with him pissing randomly on the living room floor, or the kitchen floor, or if we're really lucky he'll piss on the bathroom floor which is at least the right part of the house. This has led to my cool roomate not talking to either the pisser or the cat lady; instead the cool roomate stays in her room all the time now because she is disgusted with the other two roomates. Although, it has seemed since Sunday that she has been pretty distant with me as well. It doesn't bother me too much because I don't go there until around midnight and then I try to go straight to sleep. I haven't seen the cat lady roomate in a few days which is good because if she were around she would see me mentally terrorizing those nasty ass cats she calls pets.
I'm trying to decide if taking a PS2 to a bar makes me a loser or not. It's just so much easier than going back to the aforementioned apartment. Can you imagine walking into a place that reeks of cat shit and piss all day everyday. My stomach is getting a little queasy thinking about it. So I've taken to taking my PS2 to the Avenue (my watering hole) and playing games, having cute waitresses serve me tasty beverages, and watching several different sporting events at once. Hell no, no loser would come up with such a great idea!!
Monday, January 26, 2004
Why do people ask stupid questions like
'Cold nuff for ya?'
"Why no actually. I still have a slight sensation on the left hemispere of my scrotum sack where I haven't freezed my balls off yet"
I mean, when it is below 30, that question is no longer necessary. I hate stupidity.
Wednesday, January 21, 2004
What makes this funny is that I consider myself to be shy. I was very shy when I started college but the friends I made there drew me out of my shyness. However, when I am by myself, which I am quite often, I rarely draw up a conversation with a stranger because I don't feel like I'm any good at small talk and I'm not the kind to ask personal questions. I feel you'll tell me what you want me to know and we'll go from there. Is that being self centered??? Oh so much self analysis, so little time!!
Friday, January 16, 2004
How many times can you explain the same thing to the same person before cursing them out? Is there a rule or some kind of guide for these types of situations? I mean, seriously, at least twice a week for the past 5 months I have explained the same thing to the same person. I don't know how else I can say it that will help this person understand. I may be flustered, oh no wait, pissed. Yes, pissed is what I meant....
Thursday, January 15, 2004
I'm trying to finish up the book From a Buick 8 by Stephen King so I can start on The Da Vinci Code since I keep hearing all these great things. I'm kind of worried though. Anytime I read a book that I've heard 'great' things about, it seems like I don't like it too much....we'll see I guess.
Wednesday, January 14, 2004
Sports Republicans
Hello kiddies! This is the first in what will hopefully be a mini series on Sport Republicans.
This is a term I coined one evening while engaging in a sprts related discussion with an associate of mine. As men usually are, we were both insistent on the points we were respectively making. The only true difference in my argument versus his was that his argument sounded like a consolidation of sports talk radio and home team bias. It was at this time that it dawned on me that I was talking to someone who did not take the time to think about the subject ihe was defending, rather he too the overly conservative route of saying (and believing without thought) what everyone else was saying. I abruptly ended the conversation with "I cannot talk to a sports republican". Oddly enough, he laughed without asking for further explanation. Why? Because he know the gist of my comment. A sports republican is someone who is, much like his political counterpart, considerably conservative in relation to sports. For example, a sportscaster (most of whom are sports republicans) will openly denigrate an athlete for talking trash during the game. Why is that? Is being professional shutting up and doing what you're supposed to be doing and that's it? Is trash-talking not part of the spirit of competition, the fun of it all, the drive of the game? Do you honestly think the players that don't trash talk have more class because they keep their mouth closed? If your general feeling is yes to these questions, chances are you're a sports republican. Now don't get me wrong. I'm not saying being a sports republican is bad. Well, actually, yes yes I am. But don't let my opinion affect your self esteem. It's just that trash talking is something we all do in our daily lives whether it's at the water cooler or in the end zone. We do it, enjoy it, and it is what makes our job go by a little bit easier. Hell in some cases, receiving a fair amount of trash talk can be the driving force to some of our accomplishments at work. So why do we wish to deprive professional athletes of this ritual. Why don't we want to see them having fun at their job? Why should they not get to celebrate their touchdown creatively? I know I have my own celebration that I do when I get something important done at work so why shouldn't Terrell Owens be afforded that same pleasure? These guys shouldn't be thought of as cocky because they play their game with confidence just like we should not assume that the players that avoid celebration and trash talking have some inordinate amount of class. Chances are they just suck at trash talking. So now that we have an idea of what I mean by sports republican when it comes to trash talking, let's move to what it means to be a Sports republican in other ares of the sporting world. However, let's do that tomorrow. Actually, let's not say tomorrow. Let's say later....yes, we'll get into that later.
Tuesday, January 13, 2004
Job Search Continued
And now that I think about it, I blame (yes the blame for my employment failures do not rest squarely on my shoulders) good old ex-employer (not to be named) for pigeon holing me my last year there which effectively reduced the skills I could be using to acquire a payment providing position now.
Job Search Blues
It is quite frustrating looking for a permanent job at home. I know that I have had my fill of being in Boston. I really appreciate the experience but I would very much like to move on. The thing is as I continue my job search, it seems like I'm almost qualified for a lot of jobs out there but not quite. Either the qualifications want a certain number of years of experience or a certain skill. And I know in my heart that if I don't have the skill, I could quickly pick the skill up if given the chance but the days of employers taking chances on potential are over. I guess I just have to keep my head up.....
Now this is what sports reporters should be about. A little background first: the Lakers played the Cavaliers last night. The Lakers pulled out a victory. I notice an article on the internet entitled 'Lame Lakers Limp past Cavs'. Lame because Kobe got hurt leaving us with only one of our big four on the floor. It's also important to notice that the article was written for the Akron Beacon Journal. So I read the article and it seemed to me to be putting Lebron in a light that wasn't necessarily the case being as I saw the entire game. So after reading the article and the stats that LeBron was attributed, I shot the following email off to the author of the article:
Now I'll be the first to admit that I was looking to pick a fight, well maybe not a fight but a heated argument with this sportswriter just because I find most sportswriters to be Sports Republicans. But I was dead wrong. First, he actually responded to the email which surprised me beyond comprehension. There have been so many times where I have sent an email to an address on the internet trying to start a discussion and this is only the second time I have ever had a response. Secondly, though, his response was not at all what I expected:
I agree it was a lame article. I filed it 37 seconds
after the game ended due to time zone and deadline
issues. I also didn't mention that he went 0-5 from
the field in the fourth quarter or that the team shot
25 percent as well.
I appreciate your thoroughness.
B******** W***********
Akron Beacon Journal
I am keeping his name confidential since he didn't exactly agree to me posting this email. But I thought was exceptionally cool of him to respond and to be so non-defensive. Kudos to B******** W********.
Monday, January 12, 2004
I absolutely cannot stand when people chew with their mouth open. That is so freaking disgusting and annoying. Smack Smack Smack. And inevitably people who do this will proceed to make some juicy oral noise long after they've swallowed such as sucking teeth or just constantly making the juicy sound. UGH! I don't even say ugh vocally so if I'm typing it you know I must be serious!!
Saturday, January 10, 2004
I am a little depressed that I have not had any leads for jobs in Atlanta. I thought that after the holidays my phone may start ringing a little more but that has not been the case at all. Instead, I'm nearing completion of the work that I was contracted for here in Boston (that's not to say there won't be more for me to do but you get what I'm saying), I'm freezing my scrotum skin off, and I'm more homesick than an 11 year old boy at NeverLand.....
I'm gonna go watch some football. That always relaxes me a little bit!!
Friday, January 09, 2004
Well, the extended stay at home did nothing but enlighten me to how much I would rather be at home. I won't say that I have a growing hatred for Boston but I am increasingly disenfranchised. Sub zero temperatures will do that to a brother.....
Boston sucks big time. Inhumanely cold weather. Depressing. I am a southerner until the day I die if for nothing else than the weather!!
Thursday, January 08, 2004
Ok, ok, I'm reloaded...you motherfuckers think you're big time...fuckin with Jay Z, you gon' die big time....HERE COME THE PAIN!