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  1. kkktookmybabyaway
    It is common for professional athletes to get labeled by many in our society of being greedy, spoiled and out of touch, but I am generally not one of those people who will make these accusations. After all, if you are one of the chosen few blessed to play a professional sport, your shelf life as a pro athlete is extremely limited (especially if you play in the NFL), so you better get your money while you can. Or should I say get what money you can after taxes and various fees to player unions, agents and publicists?
     
    While I don’t fault athletes for earning their hefty paychecks, there are some things that remain a mystery to me. For example, I don’t understand how someone can leave a winning team and head to losing team for not that much more money. Nobody can fault a top rookie or second-year phenom for jumping ship if they are with a team that is offering $500,000 per year when a team in a larger market is willing to pony up $5 million per year for their services. However, if you are an established name and on a team that is contending for a championship, why move away from that franchise and be a little richer but much more miserable?
     
    One example of this happening was when Bobby Bonilla left the Shittsburgh Pirates after the 1991 season and headed over to the New York Mets. After going to the playoffs for two consecutive years in Shittsburgh, Bonilla turned down a multi-million dollar contract (if memory serves, it was around $4-4.5 million/year) and went to the Mets for about $6 million per year. As a kid, I didn’t understand why Bonilla left the Pirates, who were still considered contenders at the time by many, to go to a Mets franchise that was struggling below .500. Now that I’m older, I can sympathize with him wanting to go to a larger market where there would be greater opportunitiesto make more money, but I still don’t agree with the move. If the Pirates had gone through a 100-game losing season, then I could understand him wanting to leave and go to team with a better chance of winning. But this wasn’t the case. Bonilla was already a millionaire, and unlike football, baseball contracts are guaranteed. So even if he sustained a career-ending injury during that next year’s spring training, Bonilla would still have earned enough money to live comfortably for several lifetimes.
     
    The funny thing about this whole situation is that for 1992, Bonilla’s first year in New York, the Pirates won their division for the third straight year and was one only out away from reaching the World Series. The Mets meanwhile stayed near the bottom of the NL East. Although as a kid I enjoyed watching the Pirates win during that summer of ‘92, I enjoyed even more the articles I read about Bonilla and his miserable stay with the Mets where at one point he had to wear earplugs to drown out the boos from the New York crowds. Was that extra million or so worth hating your job? Only Bonilla can answer that question, but I know I would rather stay with a contending team and be cheered on by the hometown fans than be mercilessly booed in a new city. (Sadly, Bonilla would go on to win a Series ring with the Florida Marlins.)
     
    While I am on this subject, another athlete whose actions I don’t understand is Kobe Bryant. It’s true he wasn’t best friends with former teammate Shaquille O’Neal, but they were civil enough to each other to win three NBA championships. However, winning wasn’t enough for Bryant, and as a result the Lakers traded O’Neal to the Miami Heat. Now Bryant is the main man for a mediocre Laker team.
     
    Ever since Bryant got his wish, he has piled up great personal stats, including recently putting up 81 points against the Toronto Raptors. But aside from a scoring title or some other individual achievement, this is all the glory Bryant will see for the time being. I was watching last night’s game the Lakers had with the Pistons, who are the quintessential “team” in the NBA, and the Lakers got clobbered 102-93. During the game I saw a sign held by a fan that pretty much shows the difference between someone like Bryant and a team like Pistons. The sign read “Bryant: 37 points; Pistons: 37 wins.”
     
    Enjoy these big games, Kobe, because the best your team can hope for is an early-round exit from the playoffs, if you are even lucky enough to get into the postseason.
  2. kkktookmybabyaway
    It was early 2004, and the better half and I were living in sin at our third residence. This place was a duplex that had more things going wrong with it than going right. Among some problems included an insect infestation, no central air and drains that refused to do their job; we weren't enjoying our stay at this place. The final straw came when the spring rains arrived and we heard a dripping noise above us as we went to bed one night. We soon discovered that the roof had several leaks. Realizing our landlord wouldn't get around to dealing with this problem until the roof resembled Texas Stadium, both of us agreed it was time to look for a house of our own to buy.
     
    We had talked about getting a house for a while, but we had always put it off until "later." That dripping noise, among the other hassles we endured while being tenants in this duplex, told us that "later" was "now." Before we began our search we decided on what we wanted out of our new home. We weren't that picky in what we deemed "necessary." We wanted a house with several bedrooms -- not because we were going to pop out a litter of kids, but rather we heard/read from several sources that houses with at least three bedrooms have a higher resale value than those that don’t. Central air was also a necessity for us, having stayed in several places that didn't have this feature, we realized its value when we lived in a townhouse that had it running during the summer months. The third requirement was that we didn't want to move into a different county. We live in Westmoreland County, which is in southwest Pennsylvania and next to Allegheny County, home to Shittsburgh and a horrendous property assessment system.
     
    Once we established these parameters, we found out how much money we would be pre-approved for when applying for a mortgage. When we got this figure, we began looking at local houses for sale on several Internet sites. After about a week of looking at a variety of homes, we called our realtor and arranged a tour of about a half-dozen houses that matched our criteria. In a few days, we set out on our house-hunting excursion.
     
    If you're house shopping for the first time, it's important not to set yourself up for a deadline. Just keep looking until you find something that interests you. As we went from house-to-house, nothing was really doing much for us. One house had a backyard that required you to go up several flights of stairs access; the better half also thought the place was haunted. Another house hadn't been kept up for a while and had that white-trash odor of pee mixed with spoiled food. Visiting this house actually angered me because it was a fairly large structure and in a nice neighborhood. The rest of the homes we toured were nice, but they just didn't have everything we were looking for. If one looked good on the outside, it was too small for our liking. If another had several bedrooms, it was located in a bad area, such as a busy intersection with no driveway. However, instead of getting frustrated, I was enjoying myself. With every passing "For Sale" sign, I began getting a better picture of what I wanted in my eventual home.
     
    The better half and I didn't find anything that really interested us in our first two tours with the realtor, and we were batting 0-for-4 on our third trip. Then we went to this one house we originally weren't planning on looking at because its ad said it was 50+ years old and didn't have central air. But since it was on the way from one house we were looking at to another we were heading toward, we figured what the heck. After all, if it really tickled our fancy, we could always get the central air installed. However, the other thing that worried us was the house’s age: it was at least 30 years older than every other one we had seen. As we pulled up to this house, the first thing that caught my eye was a central air unit planted to the right of the house. I thought to myself this could be interesting.
     
    Even though this house was the oldest we had looked at, it was by far one of the sturdiest and nicely kept out of the dozen-plus we had previously viewed. As we went from room-to-room in this four-bedroom colonial, we said to each other that this was the one for us. After looking at the rest of the houses on our list for the day, we ultimately decided to pursue this one.
     
    A few months later, after a credit check, some minor home improvements and a LOT of paperwork, the house was ours. It's definitely more expensive to own a home than it is to rent, but so far the investment is worth every penny. Even though there are more expenses, including property taxes and insurance, the fact that you are spending your money on a mortgage instead of a landlord gives you a greater feeling of independence, even though this "freedom" means that you will be living in the same place for 15-30 years. Thinking of the approximately $700 in rent we paid every month for five years, I cringe when I calculate how much money was flushed down the toilet instead of being put into equity.
     
    Home ownership is another sign you are maturing, at least in society's eyes if not your own. You are no longer living in a room or basement while your parents pay for everything from food to utilities. And instead of renting, where you pass off problems to a landlord or maintenance crew, with your own home you're responsible for all repairs. Heater on the fritz? That's your problem. Leaky roof? Too bad. Basement flooded? Get a bucket and start scooping.
     
    But even with these added responsibilities, I wouldn't trade my little piece of Americana for anything. Owning a home really makes you feel like you've "made" it, and that feeling will continue until you sell it or your local government takes your property for some public works project or hands the deed over to some private developer for the "greater good."
     
    And for those wondering, here is the result of my house search.
  3. kkktookmybabyaway
    • This week Parade Magazine presented us with the World's 10 Worst Dictators. Although a list of the World's 10 Nicest Dictators would have been a more interesting read, I took a look at who made the list this year. The results weren't that surprising: Omar al-Bashir of Sudan and Kim Jong-il of North Korea topped the list, followed by a bunch of people whose countries I've never heard of before and whose country's names will probably change in a week or two after the next "people's uprising" or civil war.
     
    One popular face on this list, Fidel Castro, from everybody's favorite commie island for forbidden cigars, dropped a few spots this year, probably in part to Cuba's improving economy from the hit it took due to the Soviet Union going under. Oh, and big ups to Islam Karimov of Uzbekistan, who leapfrogged from fifteen to the number five spot. I look for him to do even bigger and better things next year. Thank goodness I was recently able to get him in my Fantasy Dictator League, and all I had to give up was some general in the Congo who got killed several revolutions ago (I had him on injured reserve) -- sometimes it pays to be in a league with people who get their news from state-run media agencies.
     
    • Did you know that giving out pork soup is one of the worst things you can do to a homeless Muslim male? Well, it is. Looks like there will be another riot going on in France if the Frenchies don't get their act together and start giving out some inoffensive nourishment. Here's my favorite part of the article:
     

     
    And here I thought it would be discriminatory to outright refuse to give Ahmed the soup. I'm sure Allah won't be that upset if one of his followers consumes pork soup to stay alive. Well, Allah will probably get a little peeved, but after offing a few infidels, I'm sure the big guy will let it slide, especially if Ahmed gets healthy enough to blow himself up in a nightclub or public square.
     
    • Being the ignorant American that I am, I don't know much about England's politics. However, I must admit to regularly watching video of their Parliament in action on C-Span. For 30 minutes every week, I can see Tony Blair stand up in the middle of a crowded auditorium, holding that huge binder of his, and listen to critics say how much he sucks as a leader. It actually makes for entertaining television, and many times Blair usually slaps back his critics by saying "Yeah, well you suck even more," which usually brings about a bunch of hootin' and hollerin' from the gallery.
     
    Anyway, the reason I brought this up is because the
    Liberal Democrat Party looks to be in some trouble. Some bigwig named Simon Hughes recently admitted that he has had homosexual and heterosexual relationships, after initially denying that he was gay. My question here is why did Hughes lie in the first place? I'm sure "liberal" across the Pond might have some differences with the "liberal" over in the States, but wouldn't this sort of acknowledgement make him more popular with his base?
     
    • Remember that red diaper doper baby judge in Vermont who gave a repeated child rapist 60 days in jail? Well, now he's getting tough. He's upped the sentence to at least three years. Easy there big guy. Don't go off the edge just yet. What if this rapist says he's sorry? Then I'll bet you'll feel bad for locking him up until 2009.
     
    Sure I can get pissed off with this shithead judge, but here's something from the first article I linked to that enrages me even more:
     

     
    At least eight years? This is the prosecutor talking here, not the guy's defense lawyer. How about at least eight bullets to the head? If you think about it, the judge just met the prosecutors halfway on this case.
     
    • And finally, on a somber note, we must say goodbye to adult performer Anna Malle, who recently died in a car accident. For some reason, if she were to die in a vehicle-related incident, I had always pictured her passing away in the middle of a train.
  4. kkktookmybabyaway
    Fitting how I start this blogging thing on the most miserable day of the year. Great omen.
     
    • So Canada just elected a conservative government. Woo-hoo. Time to oppress some minorities. (Besides those Eskimos that club seals, does Canada have any minorities?) With this new government to be shortly installed, I guess that means in a few years Canada’s public sector will rise exponentially in ways the most wide-eyed liberal could only have dreamed of, yet they will piss and moan the entire time about how not enough money is being spent. I remember when the U.S. Congress turned conservative in ’94 and all the “limited government” that took place then. God only knows what’s going to happen north of the border. Besides, it’s not like I’ve read this new guy is going to “limit” government, only make it "cleaner," whatever the hell that means.
     
    I don’t know (or care) much about Canadian politics. From what I gathered, the eastern part is made up of socialists and America-haters (aka French people), while the populace is a little more traditional out west. This election and power change will probably not make much of a difference; I don’t see Canada ditching that universal health care system, reducing taxes or increasing gun ownership freedoms anytime soon. In fact, the only thing that remotely interested me is a story about a certain filmmaker and his opinion of the Canadian elections – and the headline wasn’t even written by the Washington Times or New York Post (Michael Moore weighs in on Canada's election). Good job. Perhaps Mikey should have done a film about how Canadian conservatives suck, and then the election wins would have been greater. You should really punish Canada, Mikey, and outsource the jobs you provide up there and give them to hard-working Americans instead.
     
    • Mario Lemieux called it quits from his NHL playing career today, citing an irregular heartbeat, among other things. Having lived in Shittsburgh during the Lemieux Era, I can say firsthand that he is one of the biggest sports icons in the area, next to Roberto Clemente and Steelers like Mean Joe Greene and Jack Lambert. While many say Wayne Gretzky was the greatest NHL player of all time, I always thought Lemieux, if given the supporting cast and health, would have been better. But both players have more money than I’ll ever see, not to mention multiple Stanley Cup titles, so arguing about who was better in situations like this is a waste of time.
     
    The one Mario moment that sticks out for me was the year the Pens won their first Cup. At the time they had a fast, exciting team but seemed to miss a piece or two to take that next step. They found those pieces in a mid-season trade which brought over center Ron Francis and defensemen Ulf Samuelsson. Thanks in part to these two acquisitions, the Pens won the Patrick Division (I miss those old division/conference titles) and eventually defeated the Minnesota North Stars, who had a hell of a playoff run themselves by beating the league's top two teams in points for that season in the first two rounds (Chicago/St. Louis) en route to reaching the Cup Finals.
     
    When the Pens won that first Cup, Mario truly brought hockey to Shittsburgh. Well, to its suburbs, anyway. Instead of playing backyard football in the mud, we were now running around on asphalt swinging sticks at each other; a much better idea. Sadly I was one of those little punks, although I wasn’t the kid who had the fancy aluminum stick that cost $80+ and still sucked, nor was I the kid who had the "official" goalie pads and would still allow that bright orange ball to trickle through the five-hole.
     
    Thanks for the memories, Mario, and for the good times you inspired us to have by playing street hockey when we could have been studying to get into better colleges or volunteering our time in soup kitchens or assisted-living communities.
     
    • So the WB and UPN will be merging? I guess it’s better to have one network nobody watches than two.
     
    • I was driving home today from work through the commie part of Shittsburgh (or should I say the “more commie” part where all the college students and yuppies live) and saw a bumper sticker which read “Draft Republicans.” Clever. Too bad it’s a volunteer military, jackass. I've always been more partial to the "Mission (nothing) Accomplished" one myself.
  5. kkktookmybabyaway
    I haven't really paid attention to your new solo show weeknights on OMGFAUXNEWSLOL2009~! However, when I heard back in February that Gilbert Gottfried was going to be one of your GREAT AMERICAN PANELISTS, I couldn't resist. Finally got around to looking up a clip on YouTube of this segment to replay one of the highlights.
     

     
    What also made me laugh was George Allen (to the left) then trying to make a serious douchey statement about roids in baseball. You're not running for office anymore. Lighten up for God's sake.
     
    Here's another clip. The first 0:54 pretty much sums up why I don't bother watching these shows on a regular basis. The rest of the clip is why I watched this particular episode.
     

  6. kkktookmybabyaway
    I actually did fill out an office bracket earlier this morning. Problem is I don't remember who I picked. I have Memphis winning it all, though. Don't ask why.
     
    6 p.m.
     
    • Before you start saying OMG TAX THE RICH, remember that one day it may be you in the government's cross-hairs. Hell hath no fury like a public official with an ax to grind.
     

     
    Then why did you do this, you cunt?
     

     
    And let's also strip the retention bonuses of these people.
     

     
    And while we're at it, let's have Barney Fwank take a bit out of his account just for shits and giggles.
  7. kkktookmybabyaway
    Nice to see you have enough time to go on late-night television and fill out a March Madness bracket -- It's not like you have anything better to do, o' favorite Son of Kenya. On second thought, if this Bread and Circuses routine keeps you distracted for any length of time from implementing your socialist schemes, I'll ask you to fill out a bracket for the remaining NIT rounds. Actually, during the whole Clinton impeachment period, I was all for the process. It wasn't partisan; it was more because it kept Congress and the Prez from doing anything else.
     
    Speaking of which, I need to fill out MY brackkket. Oh who am I kidding? I haven't even posted last year's baseball results from that annual competition I have with that pseudo-baseball expert we have at this place.
  8. kkktookmybabyaway
    So I was watching ESPN today and saw some stupid ad talking about how the Dominican Republic or some other second-tier country that's really good at baseball had an AMAZING RUN in the first-ever WBC. The title of this ad was something like "Great WBC moments." This is the SECOND FUCKING TIME this baseball exhibition has been played. Even the Fu-Schnickens went through two albums before putting out a "greatest hits" CD.
  9. kkktookmybabyaway
    This is too long to type out to make a “comment” when I can milk it for an actual post.
     
    The cats are fine for the most part. We have the two males in one room upstairs and the two females in the other upstairs room. They haven’t been around our cats for the most part because the “Welfare Four” have never been fixed or taken for a vet appointment. We also don’t want them getting into trouble with the various wires around the house as well, so for now they are quarantined.
     
    What’s funny is that the three litter mates (two males/one female) aren’t a problem at all. However, the mother is a pain in the ass. Much like her owner, she’s a whiny cunt that always wants out and constantly scratches the door and cries at the top of her lungs. Every time I hear her it reminds me more and more about the crack-whore niece-in-law. Earlier this week we introduced her to Max, who is always hanging around the two closed rooms. Of course, after a week of trying to get out and interact with the other cats of the house, this little bitch starts growling and hissing. Integrating her with the rest of the group is going to be a joy – while Max just stood there dumbfounded, if she pulls this shit with JJ or Dessa, the result will be different. Ha. Even as I’m typing this, the mother cat (named “Princess”) is swatting her female 8 month-old kitten because she went up and sniffed her. Man, Princess is so much like her owner it’s hilarious. (Guess I could make the comment here that both parties went out and got knocked up.)
     
    Semi-related story. I’m actually amazed that our three cats haven’t been carrying on with the new additions. They HAVE to know something is up, what with the closed doors and meowing. Last night I was cleaning the house and noticed JJ on the living room couch looking outside with his tail puffed out – a sign that something was out there. Sure enough it was another cat. Sure enough I was correct. About 15 minutes later I was cleaning the female’s upstairs room, and in order to do that whenever I went into one room I herded that room’s occupants to the upstairs bathroom. When I did this with the female’s room I kept the door open. JJ came in and looked around. Now even though the scent of foreign cat was in the room, along with a multitude of other “clues,” the first thing he does is go over to the food dish and start eating. No puffy tail. No investigation into the bathroom, which was closed and had meows emanating from the inside. No nothing. Christ is he dense.
  10. kkktookmybabyaway
    In today’s editorial titled: "Drop Dasschole: The health nominee is not up to Osama's standard," your editorial board starts out with the following:
     

     
    Now after a few paragraphs of “blahblahblah” I notice this passage:
     

     
    Now let’s look at today’s editorial headline one more time.
     
    Drop Dasschole: The health nominee is not up to Osama's standard
     
    I’m curious to know why there isn’t any concern about Osama’s “standard." You even took the time to list the gang President Hussein thought would be ideal to tell us how to lead our lives -- Mr. Holder, Mr. Geithner and Mr. Lynn. How come no "concern" is expressed about Mr. Osama's judgment in people? Oh, yeah. I remember. Because your publication is nothing more than left-wing trash and is in financial dire straits.
     

     
    At least one good thing has come out from all this. For years you liberal faggots whined about being called "unpatriotic." Well, after having the current vice president tell us that paying taxes is "the patriotic thing to do," I completely understand why President Hussein's posse don't bother to fulfill their civic duties when it comes to filling the public coffers with their hard-earned money.
  11. kkktookmybabyaway
    I heard your comment about Bud Selig making $17 million in 2007. Nobody deserves to be paid that much? Don’t worry, I’m sure YOUR BOY President Hussein will make your wish come true. I know you're a commie and all, but you do entertain me on PTI. And to your credit, you do keep your unAmerican comments at bay for the most part.
     
    8:30 p.m.
     
    • So the city of Shittsburgh was involved in some game the other day. I caught a few minutes of it. Here’s some stuff:
     
    1) Great game, but not THE BEST OF ALL TIME. Get a grip, ESPN.
     
    2) The Harrison beat-down that got 15 yards isn’t an eject-worthy offense. Jesus Christ, I’ve seen MUCH worse in terms of beat-downs during punt coverage.
     
    3) Santonio Holmes deserves to be the MVP. Yes, Ben made the throws, but Holmes made the catches. And there were a number of catches that Santonio made during the game that he turned into big plays.
     
    3a) Actually, Kurt Warner should be the MVP of both teams. After all, he had just as many touchdown passes to Steeler players as did Ben.
     
    3b) One of the things I like about Ben is his movement in and out of the pocket. It’s amazing to see him avoid defenders and make a throw. Sometimes the results are disastrous, but no pain no gain. It was interesting to see Ben do what he did all game and then to watch Warner try to do the same thing on Arizona’s final play of the game.
     
    4) The Cardinals beat themselves. They should have won that game.
     
    5) That roughing penalty on Ben Roethlisberger was bullshit. That roughing penalty on the field goal holder later in the drive wasn’t.
     
    6) When the Steelers kicked the second field goal deep in Cardinal territory I knew there was going to be a comeback. If the Cards would have won this game, the decision not to go for the touchdown early in the first quarter was going to haunt Tomlin for quite some time.
     
    7) Holmes' feet were both down on that touchdown catch. And I did get a laugh out of his LeBron impersonation. I’ve heard “why wasn’t that excessive celebration penalty enforced.” I don’t know. Here’s a thought, though. It looked like Holmes’ back was to the field; my guess is that the officials just thought he was going to spike the ball or something mild and thus weren’t paying attention to Santonio’s antics.
     
    8) I still don’t know what’s worse: “One for the OTHER thumblol” or “Six-pack.”
     
    9) Since when did President Hussein become a Steelers fan? Stop sucking Rooney's cock -- the election is over. And for the record, the Cards were actually a Chicago team once upon a time, so you should have been pulling for your relocated loveable losers.
     
    10) Broadway Joe, you can present all the Lombardi trophies you want. I'll always remember you for this:
     

     
    9 p.m.
     
    • Holy crap. Scott Keith's Biggest Fan is a prophet.
     
    Link.
     

  12. kkktookmybabyaway
    My n*gga.
     

     
    11 p.m.
     
    • While some may think President Hussein may be able to walk on water, he sure can't walk through windows/doors/walls.
     

     
    Remember when a certain ex-president made such a flub?
     

     
    • Boy, it's a good thing Osama didn't pick this former senator to head anything in the Treasury department. That would have been embarrassing.
     

     
    • If Bruce shouldn't have made a deal somewhere, it should have been with his vetting team. Who WOULDN'T think a deal with Wal-Mart would go over well with the commies he frolics with?
     

     
    • OK, if you can't see the writing on the wall here, then you deserve to show up to work one day and find the doors locked.
     

  13. kkktookmybabyaway
    Yeah, I'm going to embrace what's right. By calling you a no-good race-baiting piece of shit.
     

     
    Now it's time for the PeTe RoCkKk ReMiX~!!!
     
    Lord, in the memory of all the saints who from their labors rest, and in the joy of a new beginning, we ask you to help us work for that day...
     
    --When Black will not think wedlock births are wack...
     
    --When Brown, after realizing the importance of border security, will not frown...
     
    --When the Red Man will finally own up for letting Euros kick his people's ass several hundred years ago, man...
     
    --When Yellow will stop taking shit from the other groups and start to bellow. Seriously, what is up with you guys? You don't bother anyone, you save your money, you send your kids to good schools, yet the trash surrounding you hates this and tries to keep putting you down. Fuck that... err, where was I? Oh, yeah...
     
    --And when White, upon hearing threats of RACISM~!, will stop reacting in fright.
     
    That all those who do justice and love mercy say Amen, or at least go...
     

  14. kkktookmybabyaway
    So you retired from coaching to focus on ministry stuff. Best of luck to you, bro. I have always been a huge fan of yours. How much of a fan am I? If Tony was ever to find KK's Korner and read some most all of the stuff I post here, I might actually feel ashamed of myself. ... I said "might."
     
    For as much as a Dungy fan I am, I will say this: He should have been fired from Tampa Bay. I remember when the Bucs got rid of him all the ESPN talking heads, among others in the sports reporting biz, were shouting OMG RACSIM BLAHBLAHBLAH~! Fuck that. It was the right move. Did Tony turn a joke of a franchise into a contender? Yes. Was he able to get this team over that hump to advance in the playoffs? No. Bringing in the asshole-ish Gruden got the Bucs a Super Bowl win in his first year. Of course, that's all he's done, but would you rather have one Super Bowl win or none? And when Dungy was fired, I said to those who would listen (all three of them, and they had no choice because we were all at the same bus stop) that he'd get hired again and all would be right with the world. Turns out I was correct. And now both Dungy and Gruden are unemployed.
     
    Now before you think I just point out my correct predictions, I'll provide equal time for something I was way off base on this past NFL season: I thought Matt Ryan was a poor draft selection for the Falcons. Happy now?
     
    10 p.m.
     
    • So I was flipping through channels today and noticed that CNN is having nine hours of coverage on the "Osama Express;" his choo-choo ride from wherever to D.C. And then I saw some promo for cBS television on "Yes We Can Monday" that featured the cast of "Two-and-a-Half Men" getting that Soviet-style red/blue portrait President Hussein's followers plastered all over the country. Just for shits and giggles, I wonder if I can find this anywhere. Well that only took one Google search, and half a cyber-kettle of tea brewed.
     

     

     
    Good Christ. I think I'm going to be playing DVDs and video games Monday.
     
    On a side note, at what age does that kid have to be in order for the show to no longer be called "Two-and-a-Half Men"?
     
    • And here I thought shooting for "Notorious" wrapped up months ago.
     

  15. kkktookmybabyaway
    I'll tell you guys what -- you're sure on the ball. During last week's Steelers/Chargers game, the signal was lost with my Comcast Digital cable service. After a few minutes the signal didn't return. "Eh," I thought, and went upstairs to the television set which has Comcast cable but not Digital cable. So this morning I'm listening to RIGHT-WING RADIO and there's a Direct TV ad that is goofing on Comcast for not being able to broadcast the third quarter of Sunday's game. Great effort, guys. Seriously. I can't imagine the thousands of calls the poor Comcast people received when the game was off the air. I'm positive there were a few service cancellations as a result of this.
     
    8:30 p.m.
     
    • So today the boss was out as was two other full-timers. The new chick who was hired a few weeks ago was going over something with me and made a remark that we were having a three-day weekend. The following conversation took place.
     
    "Huh?"
     
    "We have Monday off."
     
    "No we don't."
     
    "Yes we do. It's in the employee manual."
     
    "No it's not."
     
    "Yes it is." *Shows me her manual that she received upon being hired that says we get MLK day off.*
     
    "The hell?" *Shows her my manual that I received upon being hired that says we don't get MLK day off.*
     
    "Weird."
     
    Ah, office communication. And you want to know the sad thing? I was looking forward to working Monday because the contractor I deal with will be closed, thus giving me a free "catch up" day. But it's all good. It now gives me a chance to get the best view in the house at President Hussein's inauguration.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

     
    Brrrr.
     
    Weird. My nipples are hard and I'm really not all that cold.
     
    9:45 p.m.
     
    • Uhhhhhh...
     

     
    Did I previously post...
     

     
    What I meant to post was...
     

     
    Because our new president is going to sink the battleship of economic ruin and emerge from the oceanic depths with welfare stimulus checks for us all. Up periscope, President Hussein!
     
    That ought to cover me for a while. Like maybe four or five seconds...
     
    ...I know, I'll just post some of my favorite Offspring songs.
     

     
    Aw, fuck.
  16. kkktookmybabyaway
    I never thought I'd say this again, but you guys really ARE the Party of small(er) government. Of course that's not saying much.
     

     
    I'm torn. On one hand I'm sure President Hussein could be bracing us for his New Deal/Great Society/Euro-Welfare-State, but on the other hand this could be a great strategy to make future deficits look good. "See, it could have been $1 trillion, but now it's just $700 billion." Mad props, yo. And lol on the "tighter fiscal discipline" crack.
     
    9 p.m.
     
    • So the better half decided to get a hobby and started reading those stupid Twilight books. Vegetarian vampires -- WTF? Since when does drinking animal blood instead of human blood constitute going vegan? Wouldn't a vampire have to drink chlorophyll or something?
     
    Oh there's no way in hell I'm ending today's entry like this. ... OK, here we go.
     
    Over in the draft folder there is a dinosaur draft going on. Now as I've stated before, I was all about the dinos back in the day. Why didn't I take part in this draft? Two reasons. 1) I don't post nearly as often as I once did here, which I guess is a good thing. It's not like I'm helping out in soup kitchens with this "free" time; I'm just wasting my life doing other meaningless things. How the hell did real men that built the foundation of this country do it? Manually constructing railroads, storming Normandy -- yikes. Where was I? Oh, yeah. Dino Draft.
     
    My second reason is that I knew my top lizard would be taken before I had a chance to snatch him up, and I was right. I know it's petty, but there's no way I can participate in any kind of Dino function without my dawg the Triceratops. So, much like my pseudo-basketball draft, I will make my own draft. Unlike the b-ball experience, I'm not going to care if my other dinosaurs were already picked. How many rounds is this draft? Dunno. Let's just go with five.
     
    Round 1: Triceratops.
     

     
    My n*gga. Two long horns plus the mini third; by far my favorite dinosaur. I'd like to say how many replicas of this guy I had but I can't. No, I'm not embarrassed by the number -- I simply can't remember them all.
     
    Round 2: Styracosaurus
     

     
    I always liked the fancy horns jetting out from his shell. Not enough to pick him over the Triceratops, though.
     
    Round 3: Monoclonius
     

     
    The opposite of the Styracosaurus, I think this guy would be bad-ass due to the fact he only had one horn as compared to most of his counterparts and would have a chip on his shoulder.
     
    Round 4: Protoceratops
     

     
    Now we're going with NO horns. Sure he'd be in trouble with large predators, but his stomping ground was in the desert. In just about every illustration I've seen him in he was always going after scrawny two-legged egg-stealers -- should I be saying "she" instead of "he" in this case?
     
    Are we detecting a trend here?
     
    Those were my four favorite creatures from the Ceratopsian family. I really don't have anyone for the final round. I guess I'll go with another herbivore.
     
    Round 5: Ankylosaurus
     

     
    As if it isn't obvious that I'm a freak, here's some more evidence. I remember the wall-length poster that Ankylosaurus image is a part of. It was a timeline of sorts showing all the prehistoric eras. Damn was that one big-ass poster.
  17. kkktookmybabyaway
    You deserve to get into the playoffs after what you did at 0:12.
     

     
    And LOL at the player that threw a snowball at 0:07. Also, one of the million reasons Alan Faneca is the man -- peep 0:37.
     
    7:30 p.m.
     
    • Remember when high gas prices were supposed to be BAD? This was from my local liberal fishwrap last week.
     

     
    STOP THE PRESSES~!!!! You mean to tell me that when you tax an evil money-making company, that evil money-making company passes on the cost to the CONSUMERS? But ... but .... we're supposed to punish the evil money-making companies!
     

     
    So I guess now when President Hussein raises gasoline taxes, it will be applauded by Medium-Large Media because it's going to fund welfare road construction. Actually, I'm not guessing on this one.
     

     
    Jesus tap-dancing Christ, when are we NOT in a crisis? Everybody get in their bunkers.
     
    • We could possibly have four NFL teams with double-digit win totals miss the playoffs but have two teams at 8-8 win their respective divisions. Awesome.
     
    • Is anyone really surprised?
     

     
    Hell, I'm starting to think giving out welfare to individuals might be the better bet. At least they don't pretend to be leeches.
     
    • So I just had a Scott Keith's Biggest Fan moment. In my own house. The better half and I got a camcorder on Black Friday. She’s playing around with the thing and trying to burn her recently film creations to DVDs. I have no motivation to figure it out. Well, here’s a conversation we just had. Figure out who’s who.
     
    “I can’t get this video to appear on the computer. What do I do?”
     
    “I dunno.”
     
    “I want to burn this to a disk. I’m putting in a blank disk and nothing is happening.”
     
    “Are you using a DVD disk?”
     
    “No.”
     
    “You need a DVD disk to burn DVDs.”
     
    “You do?”
     
    It was at this moment that infamous TSM thread popped into my head. I’m dead serious.
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