I bought a book for my brother a while ago...Let Me Tell You a Story : A Lifetime in the Game.
It's somewhat an autobiography of Red Auerbach (He's THE legendary coach of the NBA Boston Celtics). A friend of his John Feinstein wrote this book off of stories that Red use to tell when a bunch of guys use to go to lunch together, every week.
The book is fasicinating to me, but I've been a Boston Celtics fan for my whole life...heck as far back as I can remember I was rooting for the Celtics. I was born in 1980 and Larry was drafted that same year. Speaking of which...in the book someone asked him what he thought was a better thing, drafting Larry Bird while he was a junior (he played his Senior year, and therefore was drafted a whole year before he played in the NBA) or trading for Kevin McHale and Robert Parrish? He said the McHale/Parrish trade, he then gave the answer that NO ONE knew Bird was going to be THAT good.
The other story I started laughing out loud at was how the Celtics got Bill Russell (most likely, the best center EVER in the NBA) with the #2 pick in the draft. Red got the guy who owned the Celtics at the time to talk to talk to the owner of the #1 pick team. He got them to not choose Russell by giving them the Ice Capades for a one week engagement. Thiink of how that would effect the game today.
Just a little info for you basketball fans during the playoffs.
Friday, May 18, 2007
Sunday, May 13, 2007
Saturday, May 12, 2007
Heroes and stuff...
Okay so Shane was right Heroes is a good show. Not a GOOD show a REALLY good show. I've made it thru 12 episodes in 2 days basically. This makes me wonder a couple of things...is a show good just because it gives you a cliff hanging ending? No, because I am losing my love for a show that use to be about endings, 24. I defended the show when he turned one of the characters into a crazy person this season and when it killed one of my favorite characters (that I was happy they brought back to the show, but he was on a pilot that got picked up on a different station).
It's just that I enjoyed 24 for the way it kept coming up with new scanarios for Jack Bauer. Between the last two seasons I got caught up on all of the past seasons, maybe why I liked it so much was because it was fresh to me. Knowing all of the seasons now, you can see a plain as day formula they use every year, it's getting old. This season might not be the end of 24, but it might be the end of Jason watching with anticipation every week.
That's what so good about Heroes...it's fresh.
Change of subject. I started freaking out about the wedding a little bit the other day. We are on the website THE KNOT (use it if you are planning a wedding), and it has a to-do list and is it long. Some of the stuff doesn't apply to what we are doing, so I got it off our list...but there is still lots to do. I called Letha and started expressing my worries, and she told me to relax.
"There is a reason why I've been planning since September."
She's the best. Right now we are trying to figure out where we are going to live come August 1st. Should be lots of fun apartment hunting together...yeah right.
I'm excited about coming home next month, still trying to cram to much into a weekend. We have the wedding to attend on Saturday, the reception, a party afterwards, and then paint ball the next morning. It's been a while since I got to shoot anyone. I'm looking forward to it, the thrill of freaking out while on the playing field. This time I have an advantage, I'll be on Mark's team. Mark takes his paintballing seriously. It's always a challenge to play against him. Looking forward to being on his team for the 2nd time.
It's just that I enjoyed 24 for the way it kept coming up with new scanarios for Jack Bauer. Between the last two seasons I got caught up on all of the past seasons, maybe why I liked it so much was because it was fresh to me. Knowing all of the seasons now, you can see a plain as day formula they use every year, it's getting old. This season might not be the end of 24, but it might be the end of Jason watching with anticipation every week.
That's what so good about Heroes...it's fresh.
Change of subject. I started freaking out about the wedding a little bit the other day. We are on the website THE KNOT (use it if you are planning a wedding), and it has a to-do list and is it long. Some of the stuff doesn't apply to what we are doing, so I got it off our list...but there is still lots to do. I called Letha and started expressing my worries, and she told me to relax.
"There is a reason why I've been planning since September."
She's the best. Right now we are trying to figure out where we are going to live come August 1st. Should be lots of fun apartment hunting together...yeah right.
I'm excited about coming home next month, still trying to cram to much into a weekend. We have the wedding to attend on Saturday, the reception, a party afterwards, and then paint ball the next morning. It's been a while since I got to shoot anyone. I'm looking forward to it, the thrill of freaking out while on the playing field. This time I have an advantage, I'll be on Mark's team. Mark takes his paintballing seriously. It's always a challenge to play against him. Looking forward to being on his team for the 2nd time.
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
So it might...
be a little late! My brother asked me to provide a link to the stupid people that caused multiple bomb scares in Boston around the end of January beginning of February.
http://www.cnn.com/2007/US/01/31/boston.bombscare/
Here you go Mike!
http://www.cnn.com/2007/US/01/31/boston.bombscare/
Here you go Mike!
Hey Y'All watch this...
It's your Man of Steel stopping by to tell you NOT to watch a fellow superhero movie. No, it's not because he's a Marvel character and I'm a DC one...it's cause it sucks.
I to know how it feels to be a part of crappy movies (look at my Superman 3 and 4). My only wish is they don't make another Spider-Man movie EVER! The box office grosses say that isn't going to happen. I must say that I'm happy with how my movie career is taking off (bad pun, but I had to do it) again. Bryan Singer didn't give us the best Superman movie yet, but he had to give everybody a movie that was and wasn't an origin story to get all the new fans who might not have seen the originals. I am SUPER excited about the next one...his track record only got better with the 2nd X-Men movie (such a shame Fox couldn't wait to do another one, they can wait over 10 years for another Die Hard, but they can't wait a couple of more years for him to do the X-Men movie that would've knocked everyones socks off.).
So back to the turd that sam Raimi laid out for the world to see. I can't put all the blame on Sam Raimi, but his directing was bad. The words were bad and BADLY delivered. I was chatting up the Green Lantern earlier and he insisted that Spider-Man 2 was the worst of the series. But then again GL thought that X3 wasn't THAT bad of a movie. He also mentioned that he wished he could have lowered my expectations for the film. First, I already had from what Lee and the Flash told me...but second, I shouldn't have to lower my expectations for a movie of this magnitude. This movie should have delivered on everything I wanted it to be...but it seems they dumbed this one down like X3. Now for some reason the masses love both of these movies but they just feel like crap. At least I didn't have to sit thru 2 and 1/2 hours of a bad X-Men movie.
I to know how it feels to be a part of crappy movies (look at my Superman 3 and 4). My only wish is they don't make another Spider-Man movie EVER! The box office grosses say that isn't going to happen. I must say that I'm happy with how my movie career is taking off (bad pun, but I had to do it) again. Bryan Singer didn't give us the best Superman movie yet, but he had to give everybody a movie that was and wasn't an origin story to get all the new fans who might not have seen the originals. I am SUPER excited about the next one...his track record only got better with the 2nd X-Men movie (such a shame Fox couldn't wait to do another one, they can wait over 10 years for another Die Hard, but they can't wait a couple of more years for him to do the X-Men movie that would've knocked everyones socks off.).
So back to the turd that sam Raimi laid out for the world to see. I can't put all the blame on Sam Raimi, but his directing was bad. The words were bad and BADLY delivered. I was chatting up the Green Lantern earlier and he insisted that Spider-Man 2 was the worst of the series. But then again GL thought that X3 wasn't THAT bad of a movie. He also mentioned that he wished he could have lowered my expectations for the film. First, I already had from what Lee and the Flash told me...but second, I shouldn't have to lower my expectations for a movie of this magnitude. This movie should have delivered on everything I wanted it to be...but it seems they dumbed this one down like X3. Now for some reason the masses love both of these movies but they just feel like crap. At least I didn't have to sit thru 2 and 1/2 hours of a bad X-Men movie.
Monday, May 07, 2007
Okay, so it's been a while...
Well I'm back in Quincy, after a long and fast weekend in Indy.
Friday, I got home from work around 12:30 a.m. and didn't fall asleep until 2 a.m. Letha woke up at 3 a.m. and got everything ready. Woke me up and then drove down to Providence, RI for our flight at 6:10. This is where U.S. Air started to piss us off. We get to the airport and they are the only ones with a line that looks like an amusement park ride in the middle of a summer day. Their automated check-ins were down, and they were in such a hurry to get everyone situated and to their flights they didn't check us in to our 2nd leg. We didn't think anything of it, and proceeded to catch our flight. So we land in Washington D.C. around the time we were suppose to and got to the U.S. Air counter and asked about our boarding passes. They instructed us to go down stairs and everything would be good. So we get downstairs and stand to the side, they then tell us they have 1 seat left. Letha and I looked at each other and couldn't believe what we were being told. Basically what happened is they over sold our flight, and since the jackasses in RI didn't check us into any seats in the morning we got bumped to stand by without being told. (Side note - if you purchase your seats online with CHEAP TICKETS, EXPEDIA, or any other cheap site, make sure you choose your seats as quickly as possible or this could happen to you to.) So our next option was to leave D.C. at 4:30 p.m. and get to Indy around 6:30 p.m. For our troubles we got bumped to 1st class, given 2 round trip tickets, and $20 in food money at the airport. I felt really bad for Lee and Justin (and found out Shane took a half day, just today) for taking the time off from work to see Spider-Man 3 with Letha and I. Needless to say that didn't happen, sorry again guys.
Saturday was a lot of fun. We (Letha and I) woke up at 5:45 a.m. and made our way downtown with Letha's Mom and Niece (Tia). We got in line for the half marathon known as the MINI and then proceeded to walk 13.1 miles. Yep, I stupidly thought I didn't have to prepare for it...boy was I wrong. I wish I had done a little of training for this thing. It hurt after mile 6, it was painful around mile 8, and I wanted to say forget it around mile 10, but I kept going. Letha's Mom was my inspiration. She is around the age of my mother and she has not 1 but 2 bad knees. So bad the doctor's told her to have them replaced 5 or more years ago. She looked like she was hurting also but she pushed thru it and we all finished together (finish time offically was 3:54). I had trouble walking all day long afterwards, and have a HUGE blister on my right foot. After that was when we started the partying. We had a cookout at Letha's Mom's house, who lives on 2 1/2 acres in Anderson. We played some football (which for some reason I thought was a good idea after beating up my body all morning), hung out at a bon fire, and drank. I stupidly drank alot. My problem was I couldn't feel what I had already had drank so I kept drinking more wondering why I wasn't drunk. Then all of a sudden I was DONE!!!!! Apparently I was funny, I hope so. Cause I put myself to bed at one point...
Then that leads us to Sunday. I woke up with the haziness of being hungover. Dazed and barely able to figure out where I was, I decided to make my way outside. OWWWWWWWWW, my legs were burning with the fire of a thousand suns (I guess dehydrating myself by walking the MINI, then running as hard as I could during football, and then more dehydrating of myself by drinking ALOT wasn't the best ideas I have ever had). I crawled out of the tent and found my way to the fence where all of the Irish Car Bombs I had comsumed the night before decided they didn't like being in my stomach. They violently forced themselves out the same way they went in. Usually, I feel better after throwing up...that didn't happen this time. So I stumbled my way back to the tent and fell back asleep. Waking up an hour later, feeling the same as I did when I last woke I decided to get back to the business of Paris Hilton and all of those other really skinny girls. This time I didn't make it entirely out of the tent. My head popped out of the tent as if emerging from some comedy to spy on someone. There I finished throing up the alcohol. Next up was the dry heaves. My body was freezing, which is why I left it in the tent, but my face was burning up (perhaps it was the sunburn from not wearing sunscreen on Saturday) so all of the people up that morning got to see just my head heaving every couple of minutes. At least I did it while smiling like an idiot.
It was a great weekend, and I have been doing nothing but relaxing today as my legs and lower back aren't too happy with what I did this weekend. I'll be back soon...maybe.
Peace.
Friday, I got home from work around 12:30 a.m. and didn't fall asleep until 2 a.m. Letha woke up at 3 a.m. and got everything ready. Woke me up and then drove down to Providence, RI for our flight at 6:10. This is where U.S. Air started to piss us off. We get to the airport and they are the only ones with a line that looks like an amusement park ride in the middle of a summer day. Their automated check-ins were down, and they were in such a hurry to get everyone situated and to their flights they didn't check us in to our 2nd leg. We didn't think anything of it, and proceeded to catch our flight. So we land in Washington D.C. around the time we were suppose to and got to the U.S. Air counter and asked about our boarding passes. They instructed us to go down stairs and everything would be good. So we get downstairs and stand to the side, they then tell us they have 1 seat left. Letha and I looked at each other and couldn't believe what we were being told. Basically what happened is they over sold our flight, and since the jackasses in RI didn't check us into any seats in the morning we got bumped to stand by without being told. (Side note - if you purchase your seats online with CHEAP TICKETS, EXPEDIA, or any other cheap site, make sure you choose your seats as quickly as possible or this could happen to you to.) So our next option was to leave D.C. at 4:30 p.m. and get to Indy around 6:30 p.m. For our troubles we got bumped to 1st class, given 2 round trip tickets, and $20 in food money at the airport. I felt really bad for Lee and Justin (and found out Shane took a half day, just today) for taking the time off from work to see Spider-Man 3 with Letha and I. Needless to say that didn't happen, sorry again guys.
Saturday was a lot of fun. We (Letha and I) woke up at 5:45 a.m. and made our way downtown with Letha's Mom and Niece (Tia). We got in line for the half marathon known as the MINI and then proceeded to walk 13.1 miles. Yep, I stupidly thought I didn't have to prepare for it...boy was I wrong. I wish I had done a little of training for this thing. It hurt after mile 6, it was painful around mile 8, and I wanted to say forget it around mile 10, but I kept going. Letha's Mom was my inspiration. She is around the age of my mother and she has not 1 but 2 bad knees. So bad the doctor's told her to have them replaced 5 or more years ago. She looked like she was hurting also but she pushed thru it and we all finished together (finish time offically was 3:54). I had trouble walking all day long afterwards, and have a HUGE blister on my right foot. After that was when we started the partying. We had a cookout at Letha's Mom's house, who lives on 2 1/2 acres in Anderson. We played some football (which for some reason I thought was a good idea after beating up my body all morning), hung out at a bon fire, and drank. I stupidly drank alot. My problem was I couldn't feel what I had already had drank so I kept drinking more wondering why I wasn't drunk. Then all of a sudden I was DONE!!!!! Apparently I was funny, I hope so. Cause I put myself to bed at one point...
Then that leads us to Sunday. I woke up with the haziness of being hungover. Dazed and barely able to figure out where I was, I decided to make my way outside. OWWWWWWWWW, my legs were burning with the fire of a thousand suns (I guess dehydrating myself by walking the MINI, then running as hard as I could during football, and then more dehydrating of myself by drinking ALOT wasn't the best ideas I have ever had). I crawled out of the tent and found my way to the fence where all of the Irish Car Bombs I had comsumed the night before decided they didn't like being in my stomach. They violently forced themselves out the same way they went in. Usually, I feel better after throwing up...that didn't happen this time. So I stumbled my way back to the tent and fell back asleep. Waking up an hour later, feeling the same as I did when I last woke I decided to get back to the business of Paris Hilton and all of those other really skinny girls. This time I didn't make it entirely out of the tent. My head popped out of the tent as if emerging from some comedy to spy on someone. There I finished throing up the alcohol. Next up was the dry heaves. My body was freezing, which is why I left it in the tent, but my face was burning up (perhaps it was the sunburn from not wearing sunscreen on Saturday) so all of the people up that morning got to see just my head heaving every couple of minutes. At least I did it while smiling like an idiot.
It was a great weekend, and I have been doing nothing but relaxing today as my legs and lower back aren't too happy with what I did this weekend. I'll be back soon...maybe.
Peace.
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