Good Sports News

In what was an otherwise horrible weekend for Seattle sports, there was one slim ray of sunshine in it all. That's right, I've come up with a new nickname that I'm sure will catch on like wild fire. Tired of the tongue twister name Feierabend, I've taken to calling him Bender. And what's more, Bender beat the hated Yankees today taking him one step closer to making the 2009 rotation.

I still can't rationally discuss the UW - BYU game, but would like to thank good buddy Sheehan for the ticket. My only job was to be the good luck charm and I let him and everyone else down. I also can't rationally discuss the Seahawks debacle. I also now owe Shelvis a beating for being a Bills fan. Expect it when you least expect it Shelvis.

12 String

My interest in acquiring a 12 string is rearing it's ugly head again. I've had these desires before, but they've always passed before I pulled out the credit card. If I succumb this time, it won't be a $3100 Taylor beauty like this one I'm sad to say. Maybe the $400 Ibanez or the $400 Ovation. I guess I'll have to schedule some play time when I come into some money.

Once this toy is safely in my hands, I'll post information on upcoming shows. I just don't know if I want to restring and tune all those strings. That's going to be a pain in the ass.

Quote of the Day

"When I see someone wearing Crocs, I immediately know we have nothing in common."

This article actually isn't all that interesting, but I couldn't agree more with the comment. Crocs are so hideous that I actually have to fight back the waves of violence that I feel rising when I see someone wearing them. I'm just going to come right out and say it: people who wear Crocs are evil. Yes, evil and they should all be deported to Gitmo.

Sir Nils Olav

I don't know how this story slipped past me, but thanks to go out to the Mistress of Shenanigans for bringing it to my attention. As you may or may not know, I disapprove of giving animals people names, let alone first and last names, but leave it to the crazy Norwegians to promote a penguin to the rank of Colonial-in-Chief and then knight said penguin. That is some hard core crazitude. Follow the link to see a video of Sir Nils Olav inspecing the troops.

Batman Neck

I woke up yesterday morning with a mild case of Batman neck. I don't know if it was unfortunate pillow arrangement that was to blame or if it was the old sleeping in an awkward position rearing it's ugly head again. What I do know is that my neck was sore and it was painful to turn my head to the right without turning my entire torso.

It's starting to fade now, but there's got to be a better way than just waiting it out. I would think that heat might help, but for some reason have never tried it. Pain killers don't seem to do much good. Whatever the secret technique is, I'm committed to discovering it. Not only is Batman neck unpleasant, it's humiliating too. Plus it makes it hard to check my blind spot when driving.

Several brief unrelated topics

I find myself in need of a haircut again. I'm starting to look like the Heat Miser. I think it's only been 3 weeks since the last one. I miss my long hair, getting my hair cut every month is becoming a real nuisance. I need to get back on the every 6 months (or so) plan. I liked that. If I didn't get around to it for a month or 2, it was no problem.

I've been bitching about the cold spring and the cold summer for months now, but at least it isn't snowing here like it is in Kenya. Most of the residents had never seen snow before. Where's my damn global warming that Al Gore keeps promising me?

The football player formerly known as Chad Johnson has apparently legally changed his name to Chad Ocho Cinco. Chad will take the field in a jersey with Ocho Cinco on the back on Sunday, and official Ocho Cinco jersey's will go on sale shortly. I think it would be terribly funny if he were traded and had to change his number. I'm keeping my fingers crossed. But I do want to thank him for doing his part for the NFL and taking the spotlight off of Favre. I knew I could count on one of those crazy ass wide receivers.

Finally, after seeing this article, I've decided that a trip to the UK is in order. We need a price war like locally.

Smoking Jacket

I think I want a smoking jacket. Unfortunately, in this day and age they are a little hard to come by and a little pricey. A quick search of the internet turned up the stylish number on the left from Salvatore Ferragamo. But with a hefty price tag of $1,660, I don't think that will ever hang in my closet. More likely is this number. Quite a bit more affordably priced at $51, it still allows it's wearer to feel pompous. Made of imitation silk, it's what I imagine emperor Qin Shi Huandi wore while smoking.


I'm making it my mission to bring the smoking jacket back into style. But if Hugh Hefner couldn't do it, I'm not sure I can either.


And now for today's completely random plot twist: I like toast. I had 2 slices of toast with dinner and my apartment still has the delightful aroma wafting about. I don't know why, but just an ordinary piece of toasted white bread with some butter on it is a treat.

Where's Hugh Jackman

I was just thinking that I hadn't seen Hugh Jackman in anything in a while - The Prestige is the last thing I can remember him in and that was close to 2 years ago. I know he's working on a Wolverine movie, but it seems like he's been pretty inconspicuous for a guy who so recently was one of the biggest box office draws. And according to IMDB, he hasn't been in anything I've heard of since then, except lending his voice to Happy Feet (which I didn't see). Is this the end of Hugh Jackman?

While looking around for info, I stumbled upon the trailer for Ghost Town. It looks kind of like a comedy Sixth Sense but without any kids. I think Ricky Gervais is pretty funny in most of the stuff he's in and so have high hopes for this one.

I'm Back

But for how long..... I've been so tired and busy lately that I really haven't had the time or interest in blogging. I had a half written post about the Seahawks that I finally had to delete when I realized that there had been 2 games since I started writing it. And as if that weren't bad enough, it seems like everyone around me has been experiencing some degree of pain, suffering, or tragedy. There have been some really strange issues, some issues I don't know about - I just know something's wrong, and one particular friend that is going through something so bad that I can hardly think about it without wanting to cry.

It's been difficult to find the motivation to talk about anything but on the positive side, has significantly curtailed my normal whining. It's really hard for me to complain about my petty problems with some of the issues other people have been dealing with. And to everyone who is going through difficult times, it may not mean much but you're in my thoughts and prayers.

That being said, let me lighten the mood by bringing you this story about an Illinois man who lit another man's pants on fire while he slept, presumably because he was a liar. And it should go without saying that alcohol was involved.

In completely unrelated news, my continuous search to find someone to play tennis with came to an end today. It's been over a year since I've been able to talk anyone into playing tennis and my physical therapist finally ended the drought. I'm happy to report that even with a mangled finger, being severely out of practice, and being out of shape, I did all right. I've referred to myself as the Babe Ruth of tennis before, but today managed to keep all of the balls inside the fences. That's quite an accomplishment for me.

Daily Dilemma

Tonight for dinner I'm having some tasty french bread dipped in olive oil. Now olive oil is something I splurge on - I always get the extra virgin because it's extra delicious. As I'm eating though, I can't help wondering what kind of olives it's made from. Black olives? Green olives? Kalamata olives? Some blend of olives? I scoured the bottle for answers but found nothing. I even went so far as to read everything I could ever want to know and then some on Wikipedia but am still lacking answers. Why would the oil companies be hiding this information from me? Is the mafia behind it all. I have very nearly lost interest since I'm now full, but one day I'll get to the bottom of this, even if it means I have to go into the witness protection program.