Wednesday, June 29, 2005
Biggo passes Baylor
Craig Biggio moved ahead of Don Baylor in the 4th inning of the Astros 7-1 win in Colorado today. For detailed information on the euphoria and celebration please visit Plunk Biggio which has been chronicling the dubious record for several months now. Morgan Ensberg continued his offensive surge hitting his 20th homer.
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
Gotta Love Kelo
O'Conner has gotta be calling Souter every hour on the hour to say, "I told you so." I love it.
More Houston Sports
Well the Astros have jumped off to a nice little 2-run lead, but they are playing in Colorado so they will need at least 25 more to secure the win, at least they aren't in Philly. At any rate, the first batch of Astros 2005 draft class have signed and reported to their respective minor league ballclubs. Two players of note, Billy Hart and Northwestern product Mark Ori, contributed in Class A Tri-City's 10-5 win over Vermont.
Tomorrow evening I will face one of the more difficult choices I will have had to make in my life: NBA draft or Real World Austin. Well thanks to my now illegal (i know, not really, but biting sarcasim is the most effective communication tool) TiVo system I can record the skank-tabulous alcohol induced orgy. No, that means I'm recording Real World, not the draft, that way I can gawk at ridiculous Melinda at the push of a button.
My beloved Houston Rockets find themselves in a familiar position in the draft. 24th. Unfortunately, the Rocket's can pride themselves on incredible draft ineptitude. However, as any dumbstruck fan, I am confident that Van Gundy and Crew can pull the scouting staff's collective head out of its ass and add that final Championship caliber piece to the Tmac-Yao foundation.
The Rockets have two glaring needs: PF and PG. The return of Juwan Howard will indeliably boon that Rockets front court, however, a platoon of Weatherspoon, Padgett, and Bowen in Howards absence was clearly ineffective (or exploitable) down the stretch. The point guard position was Houston's biggest bald spot at the beginning of the season, but the late addition of Mike James to the roster and a healthy Bobby Sura was a much needed dose of Rogaine. During the playoffs however, Sura, slowed by injury, and James were over powered by the speed of the Dallas Mavericks. Thus, a speedy point man with either supreme perimeter defense or shooting (ideally both) could significantly aid the Rocket's post season chances.
So who's available? Well with the 24th pick there are several young men at both positions whom I find very interesting.
Power Forwards:
1.) Ike Diogu -- this 6'7" forward from Ariz. St. is clearly undersized to play the power position, however he has incredible wingspan for perimeter D and a deft shooting touch. He might be the second best offensive big-man behind probable number one pick Bogut. Since he is undersized and got very little exposure on an ASU team which provided him zero support he will probably be available with the 24th pick.
2.) Wayne Simien -- at 6'8", Simien was one of the most dominant players in the Big 12 at Kansas....when he was healthy. That is really the only down side to drafting him. He is a leader, solid on D, and a force on the boards; however his history of knee and shoulder injuries make him a high risk/high reward pick at 24th.
3.) Ronny Turiaf -- the 6'10" Turiaf was easily the most recognizable player on the media darling Gonzaga team that made its predictable early exit from the tourny this year....again (long gone are the 'Zags cinderella seasons). He has incredible size for the position, translating into tremendous power. His offensive skills have improved each year but still needs work. He lacks consistency and focus, but that ain't nothing JVG can't fix.
Others: Julius Hodges -- combo guard can play bigger than he is, but too small to really be a PF. Sean May -- TarHeel star came up big in the Dance, lacks stamina and a jumper, but great inside. Brandon Bass -- best player on an up and coming LSU team entered too early, might be to early to take at 24.
Point Guards:
1.) Roko Leni-Ukic -- at 6'5" Roko can line up against any point in the game. A native of Split Croatia, he plays solid fundamental defense. A good defender, incredible ball protection skills and Ginobili like vision gives him a assist:turnover ratio worth drooling over; something that JVG's methodic offensive requires. Since he's an international player he'll be hit or miss, but I really like what I've seen of this kid. I was rooting for the Rockets to draft him last year, but he pulled out of the draft to continue playing in Europe. Many scouts think he's not interested in languishing on the bench in the NBA, and will opt to stay in Europe.
2.) Nate Robinson -- the 5'9" lightning-bolt leader from U-Dub will probably fall down to 24th in the draft because of his size. But as Earl Boykins and Allan Iverson have shown, lack of size can be used as an advantage when you have tremendous heart, something Robinson has tons of. He has speed, leadership ability, and incredible vision. Downside: size and turnover prone.
3.) Travis Diener -- 6ft senior from Marquette was second fiddle in a duo that led Marquette deep into the Big Dance (first fiddle was a man named Dwyane Wade, heard of him?). He has big shot potential, great leadership ability, and is an incredibly heady player. Lacks size and speed, but could prove to be a great sleeper. Probably to early to take at 24.
Others: Luther Head -- the Illinois guard was overshadowed by the play of teammates Dee Brown and Deron Williams, but can play Bruce Bowen type perimiter D and great shooting from the Arch. John Gilchrist -- great player, but discipline problems have him slipping in the draft.
There's no telling what will happen tonite. With the point guard position so deep, teams might be tempted to use a second round pick to fulfill their draft needs, dropping some better point guards down in the draft (i.e. J. Jack). Regardless, the Rockets need a PF and will probably pick one up tonite.
Tomorrow evening I will face one of the more difficult choices I will have had to make in my life: NBA draft or Real World Austin. Well thanks to my now illegal (i know, not really, but biting sarcasim is the most effective communication tool) TiVo system I can record the skank-tabulous alcohol induced orgy. No, that means I'm recording Real World, not the draft, that way I can gawk at ridiculous Melinda at the push of a button.
My beloved Houston Rockets find themselves in a familiar position in the draft. 24th. Unfortunately, the Rocket's can pride themselves on incredible draft ineptitude. However, as any dumbstruck fan, I am confident that Van Gundy and Crew can pull the scouting staff's collective head out of its ass and add that final Championship caliber piece to the Tmac-Yao foundation.
The Rockets have two glaring needs: PF and PG. The return of Juwan Howard will indeliably boon that Rockets front court, however, a platoon of Weatherspoon, Padgett, and Bowen in Howards absence was clearly ineffective (or exploitable) down the stretch. The point guard position was Houston's biggest bald spot at the beginning of the season, but the late addition of Mike James to the roster and a healthy Bobby Sura was a much needed dose of Rogaine. During the playoffs however, Sura, slowed by injury, and James were over powered by the speed of the Dallas Mavericks. Thus, a speedy point man with either supreme perimeter defense or shooting (ideally both) could significantly aid the Rocket's post season chances.
So who's available? Well with the 24th pick there are several young men at both positions whom I find very interesting.
Power Forwards:
1.) Ike Diogu -- this 6'7" forward from Ariz. St. is clearly undersized to play the power position, however he has incredible wingspan for perimeter D and a deft shooting touch. He might be the second best offensive big-man behind probable number one pick Bogut. Since he is undersized and got very little exposure on an ASU team which provided him zero support he will probably be available with the 24th pick.
2.) Wayne Simien -- at 6'8", Simien was one of the most dominant players in the Big 12 at Kansas....when he was healthy. That is really the only down side to drafting him. He is a leader, solid on D, and a force on the boards; however his history of knee and shoulder injuries make him a high risk/high reward pick at 24th.
3.) Ronny Turiaf -- the 6'10" Turiaf was easily the most recognizable player on the media darling Gonzaga team that made its predictable early exit from the tourny this year....again (long gone are the 'Zags cinderella seasons). He has incredible size for the position, translating into tremendous power. His offensive skills have improved each year but still needs work. He lacks consistency and focus, but that ain't nothing JVG can't fix.
Others: Julius Hodges -- combo guard can play bigger than he is, but too small to really be a PF. Sean May -- TarHeel star came up big in the Dance, lacks stamina and a jumper, but great inside. Brandon Bass -- best player on an up and coming LSU team entered too early, might be to early to take at 24.
Point Guards:
1.) Roko Leni-Ukic -- at 6'5" Roko can line up against any point in the game. A native of Split Croatia, he plays solid fundamental defense. A good defender, incredible ball protection skills and Ginobili like vision gives him a assist:turnover ratio worth drooling over; something that JVG's methodic offensive requires. Since he's an international player he'll be hit or miss, but I really like what I've seen of this kid. I was rooting for the Rockets to draft him last year, but he pulled out of the draft to continue playing in Europe. Many scouts think he's not interested in languishing on the bench in the NBA, and will opt to stay in Europe.
2.) Nate Robinson -- the 5'9" lightning-bolt leader from U-Dub will probably fall down to 24th in the draft because of his size. But as Earl Boykins and Allan Iverson have shown, lack of size can be used as an advantage when you have tremendous heart, something Robinson has tons of. He has speed, leadership ability, and incredible vision. Downside: size and turnover prone.
3.) Travis Diener -- 6ft senior from Marquette was second fiddle in a duo that led Marquette deep into the Big Dance (first fiddle was a man named Dwyane Wade, heard of him?). He has big shot potential, great leadership ability, and is an incredibly heady player. Lacks size and speed, but could prove to be a great sleeper. Probably to early to take at 24.
Others: Luther Head -- the Illinois guard was overshadowed by the play of teammates Dee Brown and Deron Williams, but can play Bruce Bowen type perimiter D and great shooting from the Arch. John Gilchrist -- great player, but discipline problems have him slipping in the draft.
There's no telling what will happen tonite. With the point guard position so deep, teams might be tempted to use a second round pick to fulfill their draft needs, dropping some better point guards down in the draft (i.e. J. Jack). Regardless, the Rockets need a PF and will probably pick one up tonite.
Sunday, June 26, 2005
The Tower Burns Orange
Texas pulled out an impressive undefeated run through the College Baseball World Series. Bouyed by stellar pitching, impressive and fundamental defensive play, and the offensive heroics of Chance Wheeless and David Maroul, the Lorghorns out scored their opponents 24-8 and won 7 consecutive games dating back to the Super Regional in Oxford, Miss.
David Maroul (.500 ave for the CWS) hit two huge (in timing, not distance) homers in the 2 of 3 series with the Gators, and made several sensational defensive plays. I had mentioned in an earlier post that Maroul's hit or miss batting stats masked his true potential, this couldn't have been more obvious during the trip to Omaha. Defensively this kid is a human web-gem. After showing his power, the Giants have to be giddy about using their 23 round draft pick on him.
Also of note was the gritty (for lack of a better cliche) performance of sophomore Chance Wheeless. After falling to the ground in pain after an at-bat in the 6th inning of Wednesday's game against Baylor, Wheeless knocked a 9th inning, 0-1 pitch into the rightfield bleachers, giving the Longhorns a 4-3 walk-off victory. Wheeless followed up his Robert Redford-like performance on Wednesday with a decent 3-8 (including a homer Sunday) show against Florida. What made his performance most remarkable had to have been the 15 tape jobs he received for his injured shoulder while switching from offense to defense.
Also, the Astros have begun to take on the personality of their Skipper, Phil "Scrap Iron" Gardner. After falling 15 games under .500 a month ago, the Astros have fought their way to a 33-40 record, reeling off 7 of their last 10. Clear Thinker notes that there is statistically little reason to be excited; however, I contend that this team has found their identity. Still, even with the Astros emergence from their Mariah Carey like identity crisis they will have to increase their offensive production from the likes of Lance Berkman, Adam Everett, and Jason Lane. At the same time, the offensive production of Morgan Ensberg and the superb performance of the pitching staff must remain consistent if the Astros have a snowball's chance in Hell to make the Wildcard (the Division crown is farther out of reach than Conservative logic).
Aside from the longshot chance at making the post season, the Astros scrappy play has made them watchable. In their 6-5 loss to the Rangers on Saturday the 'Stros battled back in the late innings to make things interesting with back to back homers by Berkman and Ensberg and a 2-run homer by Biggio. Had the momentum shifted one inning earlier, it seems like they might have actually pulled off the comeback. In Sunday's game, the Astros fought back after falling into a 2-run hole in the early innings with a double by Berkman which plated Biggio in the 6th, and a suicide squeeze by Brad Ausmus in the 7th which scored Orlando Palmeiro to tie the game. Hometown lefty Andy Pettitte pitched 9 strong innings, turning the ball over to Chad Qualls who pitched a perfect 10th. Finally, after two walks to Biggio and Berkman, Ensberg knock the game winning single through to left field. These two games illustrate the fight that the Astros offense lacked in the first 45 games of the season. They will need an measurable offensive surge over the next two months to be competitive in September; however, assuming that the pitching staff can remain as dominant as they have been thus far, their needed increase in offensive production doesn't need to be as dramatic as some would think.
This amorphous "fight" might be the catalyst that propells the younger bats in the lineup to consistent if not timely production. At the very least, the experience gained by these youngsters bodes well for the Astros future; especially if this scrappy chemistry remains with the team through spring training and into next April.
David Maroul (.500 ave for the CWS) hit two huge (in timing, not distance) homers in the 2 of 3 series with the Gators, and made several sensational defensive plays. I had mentioned in an earlier post that Maroul's hit or miss batting stats masked his true potential, this couldn't have been more obvious during the trip to Omaha. Defensively this kid is a human web-gem. After showing his power, the Giants have to be giddy about using their 23 round draft pick on him.
Also of note was the gritty (for lack of a better cliche) performance of sophomore Chance Wheeless. After falling to the ground in pain after an at-bat in the 6th inning of Wednesday's game against Baylor, Wheeless knocked a 9th inning, 0-1 pitch into the rightfield bleachers, giving the Longhorns a 4-3 walk-off victory. Wheeless followed up his Robert Redford-like performance on Wednesday with a decent 3-8 (including a homer Sunday) show against Florida. What made his performance most remarkable had to have been the 15 tape jobs he received for his injured shoulder while switching from offense to defense.
Also, the Astros have begun to take on the personality of their Skipper, Phil "Scrap Iron" Gardner. After falling 15 games under .500 a month ago, the Astros have fought their way to a 33-40 record, reeling off 7 of their last 10. Clear Thinker notes that there is statistically little reason to be excited; however, I contend that this team has found their identity. Still, even with the Astros emergence from their Mariah Carey like identity crisis they will have to increase their offensive production from the likes of Lance Berkman, Adam Everett, and Jason Lane. At the same time, the offensive production of Morgan Ensberg and the superb performance of the pitching staff must remain consistent if the Astros have a snowball's chance in Hell to make the Wildcard (the Division crown is farther out of reach than Conservative logic).
Aside from the longshot chance at making the post season, the Astros scrappy play has made them watchable. In their 6-5 loss to the Rangers on Saturday the 'Stros battled back in the late innings to make things interesting with back to back homers by Berkman and Ensberg and a 2-run homer by Biggio. Had the momentum shifted one inning earlier, it seems like they might have actually pulled off the comeback. In Sunday's game, the Astros fought back after falling into a 2-run hole in the early innings with a double by Berkman which plated Biggio in the 6th, and a suicide squeeze by Brad Ausmus in the 7th which scored Orlando Palmeiro to tie the game. Hometown lefty Andy Pettitte pitched 9 strong innings, turning the ball over to Chad Qualls who pitched a perfect 10th. Finally, after two walks to Biggio and Berkman, Ensberg knock the game winning single through to left field. These two games illustrate the fight that the Astros offense lacked in the first 45 games of the season. They will need an measurable offensive surge over the next two months to be competitive in September; however, assuming that the pitching staff can remain as dominant as they have been thus far, their needed increase in offensive production doesn't need to be as dramatic as some would think.
This amorphous "fight" might be the catalyst that propells the younger bats in the lineup to consistent if not timely production. At the very least, the experience gained by these youngsters bodes well for the Astros future; especially if this scrappy chemistry remains with the team through spring training and into next April.
Thursday, June 23, 2005
You Heard It Here First
Several days ago I ranted on the price of oil, claimed that one day in the not so distant future we may see the price of oil soar to $100/barrel. So of course, today, Paul La Monica, backs up my hunch with some actual investigative research.
So once again, journalist are taking their cues from blogs as to what to write about (as if he was one of the 5 people who actually reads this thing).
So once again, journalist are taking their cues from blogs as to what to write about (as if he was one of the 5 people who actually reads this thing).
Substantive Law Posts For Dummies
I have had very little sleep in the last few days due to a fritzy air conditioner. I actually woke up at 6am (for anyone who actually knows me, that is a fucking unbelievable claim) to start hassling the AC repair shop to fix the damn thing. Alas, my wish has been granted and the oven I've been living in has cooled from a comfy 90 degrees when the sun is down to 81 under the noonday sun (when I awaken I expect the temperature to by hoovering around 65).
Of course, out of sheer stupidity I have to scan the internet to feed my childlike addition to easily accessible information. And of course, the Supreme Court decides to hand down its decision in the Kelo v. City of New London case right when I want to catch a few winks for the first time in around 48 hours. I'd been following this case with some interest ever since I stumbled on the Oyez site, searching for the Oral argument date for the Grokster case.
At any rate, with a soft cool bed calling my name (and without having read the actual text of the opinion yet) I have to say that verdict is somewhat troubling. I read a snipet of the minority's opinion (written by a vehement Sandra Day) and agree that the "fallout from this decision will not be random." In fact, I can think of several stodgy and suspect city council members (slash entreprenuers) who will undoubtedly use this decision as rallying tool to exact strip malls and Starbucks where ever poor (and undoubtedly black and hispanic) people live. At the same time, I got the sense that the majority was really trying to dodge the substantive issues by defering to local officials as the best decision makers in situations of this nature, rather than a Federal Judge. While this does have some federalistic appeal to it, it still means that municipal gov't can evict poor people to build a mall, and no disinterested third party can tell them that it's a bad idea.
On the flip side, I think this decision says something about the state of property rights in the United States. The right to the pursuit of happiness (i.e. property rights) was a concept core to the spirit of these United States as well to the economic prosperity that would be required to effectively govern such a revolutionary spirit. Hamilton (et. al) demonstrated a keen understanding of the fundamental (read: Adam Smith) economic theory of his day when he penned several letters to various New York publications which would later be coined the Federalist Papers (thank you Prof. Bobbitt). Without the strong property rights envisioned back in 1787, America never would have seen the economic prosperity that we see today. However, there are many who think that today's concept of property rights actually conflict with the greater purpose of the Consitution: life and liberty. The expansion of the 5th amendments taking clause will probably be seen as a small step towards the erosion of property rights. The next step? Maybe getting rid of that fucking Mickey Mouse provision in the copyright laws....or....a victory for music pirates (and technological innovation and the spirit of progress) in the Grokster case. We can really only hope.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that I would prefer that the Supreme Court not allow money grubbing real estate developers to seduce desperate municipal gov'ts into condemning private citizen's homes; but, if we are gonna be reducing the reach of property rights, lets be sure that peoples lives and liberty are not also being limited and restrained by the Gov't. I mean come on, you can't illegally tap my phones, monitor my emails, check my library reading list and then kick me out of my house to build a shopping mall. Thats just too fucking much for me to handle. If I wanted to be treated that way, I'd move to Cuba.
ok, sorry no links, maybe after an hour or two of sleep.
Of course, out of sheer stupidity I have to scan the internet to feed my childlike addition to easily accessible information. And of course, the Supreme Court decides to hand down its decision in the Kelo v. City of New London case right when I want to catch a few winks for the first time in around 48 hours. I'd been following this case with some interest ever since I stumbled on the Oyez site, searching for the Oral argument date for the Grokster case.
At any rate, with a soft cool bed calling my name (and without having read the actual text of the opinion yet) I have to say that verdict is somewhat troubling. I read a snipet of the minority's opinion (written by a vehement Sandra Day) and agree that the "fallout from this decision will not be random." In fact, I can think of several stodgy and suspect city council members (slash entreprenuers) who will undoubtedly use this decision as rallying tool to exact strip malls and Starbucks where ever poor (and undoubtedly black and hispanic) people live. At the same time, I got the sense that the majority was really trying to dodge the substantive issues by defering to local officials as the best decision makers in situations of this nature, rather than a Federal Judge. While this does have some federalistic appeal to it, it still means that municipal gov't can evict poor people to build a mall, and no disinterested third party can tell them that it's a bad idea.
On the flip side, I think this decision says something about the state of property rights in the United States. The right to the pursuit of happiness (i.e. property rights) was a concept core to the spirit of these United States as well to the economic prosperity that would be required to effectively govern such a revolutionary spirit. Hamilton (et. al) demonstrated a keen understanding of the fundamental (read: Adam Smith) economic theory of his day when he penned several letters to various New York publications which would later be coined the Federalist Papers (thank you Prof. Bobbitt). Without the strong property rights envisioned back in 1787, America never would have seen the economic prosperity that we see today. However, there are many who think that today's concept of property rights actually conflict with the greater purpose of the Consitution: life and liberty. The expansion of the 5th amendments taking clause will probably be seen as a small step towards the erosion of property rights. The next step? Maybe getting rid of that fucking Mickey Mouse provision in the copyright laws....or....a victory for music pirates (and technological innovation and the spirit of progress) in the Grokster case. We can really only hope.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that I would prefer that the Supreme Court not allow money grubbing real estate developers to seduce desperate municipal gov'ts into condemning private citizen's homes; but, if we are gonna be reducing the reach of property rights, lets be sure that peoples lives and liberty are not also being limited and restrained by the Gov't. I mean come on, you can't illegally tap my phones, monitor my emails, check my library reading list and then kick me out of my house to build a shopping mall. Thats just too fucking much for me to handle. If I wanted to be treated that way, I'd move to Cuba.
ok, sorry no links, maybe after an hour or two of sleep.
Live 8 is for Hippies
This may be the cynic in me speaking, but I have this lurking feeling that he might be right. I just don't think that the decision makers of the G8 have a heart that pumps much more than greed and self-righteous to really give a flying-fuck about poor people, especially poor people who aren't from their country. I'm willing to be surprised, but that's what is most troubling -- it would be a surprise.
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
Random Musings of a 10 Percenter
Several things I want to talk about.
First, can blogging be considered talking? In a matter of context, lets say I'm talking to someone about the price of oil and I say, "I was talking the other day about just this thing." Of course I say talking instead of blogging, becuase in the course of a natural conversation, "blogging," as a verb, just sounds out of place. I mean, talk about sounding like a douche. I'm not one to toot my own horn, and as pretentious and arrogant as I may seem, I have a modicum of humility which prevents me from advertising my blog in a casual conversation. So for all intensive purposes I think that the act of blogging is similar enough to a conversation (especially if the 5 people who read this thing would leave some fucking comments) to be classified as such.
Alright, on to more important things. Craig Biggio was plunked twice in todays afternoon game against Colorado by Jason Jennings bringing his career HBP total to 266, one behind Don Baylor for the modern day record. Morgan Ensberg also continued on his hot streak hitting his 17th homer. Texas will face Baylor, who repented for all their past sins in the 7th inning of last nights game against Tulane. God blessed them with timely hitting and Cajun blunders in a remarkable 7 run, come from behind, type of miracle.
Lastly, Ave. B Grocery reopened yesterday meaning BLT's and ginger ale for lunch all week. Ave. B is truly an Austin gem and worth checking out. No where near as crave-worthy as Al's deli in Evanston, but the best sandwiches I've had in Austin. If anyone knows of other "dive" type dining gems in Austin, please let me know.
First, can blogging be considered talking? In a matter of context, lets say I'm talking to someone about the price of oil and I say, "I was talking the other day about just this thing." Of course I say talking instead of blogging, becuase in the course of a natural conversation, "blogging," as a verb, just sounds out of place. I mean, talk about sounding like a douche. I'm not one to toot my own horn, and as pretentious and arrogant as I may seem, I have a modicum of humility which prevents me from advertising my blog in a casual conversation. So for all intensive purposes I think that the act of blogging is similar enough to a conversation (especially if the 5 people who read this thing would leave some fucking comments) to be classified as such.
Alright, on to more important things. Craig Biggio was plunked twice in todays afternoon game against Colorado by Jason Jennings bringing his career HBP total to 266, one behind Don Baylor for the modern day record. Morgan Ensberg also continued on his hot streak hitting his 17th homer. Texas will face Baylor, who repented for all their past sins in the 7th inning of last nights game against Tulane. God blessed them with timely hitting and Cajun blunders in a remarkable 7 run, come from behind, type of miracle.
Lastly, Ave. B Grocery reopened yesterday meaning BLT's and ginger ale for lunch all week. Ave. B is truly an Austin gem and worth checking out. No where near as crave-worthy as Al's deli in Evanston, but the best sandwiches I've had in Austin. If anyone knows of other "dive" type dining gems in Austin, please let me know.
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
Poodles are Rodents
So 18 minutes into the new season of Real World...and this girl Melinda is ridiculous.
Update: Alright, so "two days" (in quotations based on my reaffirmed belief in the space-time continuum and the thoughts of John Wheeler) into the show and the cast of the real world has run up and down 6th street looking, "for a black dude," hosted a full out brawl on 6th street, leaving one cast member (who will assuredly fuck ridiculous Melinda) with a cartoon-like broken orbital. This all after the "get to know you" hot-tub party which was kicked off with a shot of Jager (trust me, I can spot that shit from a mile away) and the first lesbian kiss of the season.
And so the (l)ord spoketh to the masses:
Update: Alright, so "two days" (in quotations based on my reaffirmed belief in the space-time continuum and the thoughts of John Wheeler) into the show and the cast of the real world has run up and down 6th street looking, "for a black dude," hosted a full out brawl on 6th street, leaving one cast member (who will assuredly fuck ridiculous Melinda) with a cartoon-like broken orbital. This all after the "get to know you" hot-tub party which was kicked off with a shot of Jager (trust me, I can spot that shit from a mile away) and the first lesbian kiss of the season.
And so the (l)ord spoketh to the masses:
"Oh ye Austin cast! Ye shall be consumed with a kink and drama not seen since Las Vegas"-Book of Poptv Ch.4 V.69
College Baseball Update
Ok so the Longhorns turned in a great performance against top seeded Tulane. Great pitching and timely hitting put Texas in control of bracket two. Tonight, Tulane will face off against Baylor to determine who will face Texas tomorrow.
On the otherside of the bracket the Gators of Florida are in the drivers seat with their surprising victory over "home team" Nebraska. Florida will face scrappy Arizona St. who defeated Nebraska in what might have been the best game of the post season thus far. Nebraska was down 3-5 in the top of the 9th. After a single by all-american Alex Gordon scored a runner from 2nd, Andy Gerch knocked a three run homer over the left field wall, giving the home favorite Cornhuskers a comfortable 7-5 lead. But after a double-play sac fly to bring the score to 7-6, Jeff Larish hit his 3rd homer of the day on the very next pitch to send the game into extra innings. 'Zona State would win off a single in the bottom of the 11th.
In other news, the NBA decided they weren't as dumb as the Hockey league and came to an collective bargaining agreement today.
On the otherside of the bracket the Gators of Florida are in the drivers seat with their surprising victory over "home team" Nebraska. Florida will face scrappy Arizona St. who defeated Nebraska in what might have been the best game of the post season thus far. Nebraska was down 3-5 in the top of the 9th. After a single by all-american Alex Gordon scored a runner from 2nd, Andy Gerch knocked a three run homer over the left field wall, giving the home favorite Cornhuskers a comfortable 7-5 lead. But after a double-play sac fly to bring the score to 7-6, Jeff Larish hit his 3rd homer of the day on the very next pitch to send the game into extra innings. 'Zona State would win off a single in the bottom of the 11th.
In other news, the NBA decided they weren't as dumb as the Hockey league and came to an collective bargaining agreement today.
Donate Blood to Pay for Gas
Sometime not too long ago, probably last Sept., before my academic demise, I remember making an asinine comment after dropping several sheets to the wind. I remember stating that Oil could realistically reach $100/barrel in the not so distant future. Todays price of around $60/barrel is hardly cause to start cashing in bets (though there are two people who owe me $50/ea for calling the Pistons and Spurs in the finals); however, seeing the price of Oil flashed before me daily keeps the issue fresh enough in my mind to warrant several thoughts worthy for pause.
First, high oil prices really fuck third world countries that we are fucking already. If we're paying 2 GW's a gallon for our SUVs, then the trucks in Africa that deliver rice, water, and medicine are probably paying European like prices to get from point A to point Z. With recent tax cuts and a "who has a bigger penis" contest trying to wrap up in the middle east (one in which GW Bush clearly defeated Saddam, though Saddam's hooligans are acting like Irish soccer fans in defeat), the United States is hardly in a position to feed Africa's hungry when oil prices become cost prohibitive. Not like we would aid them in a time of crisis anyways.
Second, high oil prices are gonna make the war cost even more. Even an athiest can faithfully assume that wars burn a lot of oil. Thus, if we're paying twice as much a gallon, would it be too much to assume that the war would cost twice as much? Well the military does have strategic reserves, but still, doesn't the war just cost more? If the war costs more, doesn't the gov't need more money to effectively run the programs that act as a central cog in American Society (read: homeland security, health care for the troops that conservatives love to love, and medicinal marijunana...well maybe, someday...someday).
Ok, so high oil prices mean bad things for developing countries. High oil prices also significantly increase the cost of war. Combined with tax cuts, unethical leadership, and the medias focus on family values and missing white women instead of issues of policy which will have a significant impact on the countries citizens, our country and the rest of the world could be in a serious serious tailspin, all because of some dead dinosaurs. This is clearly the dismal economist in me showing through.
So what can we do? Well we've already tried just taking the oil from the Arabs, which didn't really work. We've validated plans to drill in Alaska, becuase people today are way more important than people tomorrow. We've funneled copious amounts of money into research for alternative fuel sources so we won't need (as much; I'da omitted this but I'm trying to be realistic) oil anymore...wait a second...no we haven't, we don't have the money to do that. Well shit, who'da thunk it.
First, high oil prices really fuck third world countries that we are fucking already. If we're paying 2 GW's a gallon for our SUVs, then the trucks in Africa that deliver rice, water, and medicine are probably paying European like prices to get from point A to point Z. With recent tax cuts and a "who has a bigger penis" contest trying to wrap up in the middle east (one in which GW Bush clearly defeated Saddam, though Saddam's hooligans are acting like Irish soccer fans in defeat), the United States is hardly in a position to feed Africa's hungry when oil prices become cost prohibitive. Not like we would aid them in a time of crisis anyways.
Second, high oil prices are gonna make the war cost even more. Even an athiest can faithfully assume that wars burn a lot of oil. Thus, if we're paying twice as much a gallon, would it be too much to assume that the war would cost twice as much? Well the military does have strategic reserves, but still, doesn't the war just cost more? If the war costs more, doesn't the gov't need more money to effectively run the programs that act as a central cog in American Society (read: homeland security, health care for the troops that conservatives love to love, and medicinal marijunana...well maybe, someday...someday).
Ok, so high oil prices mean bad things for developing countries. High oil prices also significantly increase the cost of war. Combined with tax cuts, unethical leadership, and the medias focus on family values and missing white women instead of issues of policy which will have a significant impact on the countries citizens, our country and the rest of the world could be in a serious serious tailspin, all because of some dead dinosaurs. This is clearly the dismal economist in me showing through.
So what can we do? Well we've already tried just taking the oil from the Arabs, which didn't really work. We've validated plans to drill in Alaska, becuase people today are way more important than people tomorrow. We've funneled copious amounts of money into research for alternative fuel sources so we won't need (as much; I'da omitted this but I'm trying to be realistic) oil anymore...wait a second...no we haven't, we don't have the money to do that. Well shit, who'da thunk it.
Monday, June 20, 2005
Catching Up on Life
This weekend started off with a bang on friday. We'll just leave it at that. Seriously though folks, this weekend was spent back home in East Texas. For you big city folks East Texas is where people act like your out-of-state friends envisioned Texans would act, but without the vast nothingness and vagina like fauna that covers West Texas; which is the physical image in all of your out-of-state friends imaginations...though East Texas is full of 10 gallon hats.
That being said, a trip back home is a bit of an ego stroke and a kick in the balls. I'll save the stories for a later post, like when I really have nothing to say. At any rate, aside from a kick ass jam session, a Father's day feast, and a drive into the sunset, East Texas left me feeling disconnected from the rest of the world; which is only natural in a place where 90% of all cell phones get zero connection and the rest only work when 25 yards from pine trees (which is tough).
So instead of talking about the good ole days, drug reform, or whatever random headline catches my attention on Drudge; I'll catch you up on life:
First, Texas baseball. The Longhorn boys of summer defeated Baylor in a highly anticipated rematch of the Big 12 semifinal. Augie's boys played solid ball for 9 innings, forcing Baylor to show their hands in the 6th. Baylor ace Mark McCormick (1st rd pick by St. Louis) avioded control problems that had been his cross to carry all season, but to no avail. Texas' small-ball strategy and near flawless execution proved to be the difference. Seth Johnston was the Longhorn's offensive player of the game after his 2 run homer in the 1st inning. Robby Hudson, probably the weakest bat in the lineup, continued the tear he started in Oxford, MS during the super regional. He's now 6 of his last 12 going into Monday night's game v. top seeded Tulane.
Second, David Maroul. Maroul might be the most entertaining player on the Texas team after Stubbs and/or Teagarden for the sole reason that you never know what to expect from the kid. He batted .227 in an injury shortened season but displayed some serious power, belting 9 homers in 181 ABs. Aside from his hit or miss bat stats what really makes this kid stand out is his defense. He plays what I like to call an out-of-control type D. Because of incredible range for his position he can get to grounders all over the left side of the field, becuase of his cannon like arm, he always has a chance to make a play. On the flip side, he looks like he struggles making the routine plays. Thats not to say that he can't handle the routine plays, just that more often than not he makes the rountine plays look harder than they should be. He's worth keeping an eye on, if his power numbers are of any indication; this kid might be a few hours with a sports skrink from becoming a great third baseman.
Third, The Astros. While the playoffs remain distant memory rather than a realistic hope (kinda like a strong govenor of Texas), the 'Stros have shown some signs of life. Morgan Ensberg has regained his power stroke, belting his way to a team leading 16 homeruns. Jason Lane, after suffering through a serious slump (slump-buster anyone?), has also been living life by the trot of late. These two youngsters, along with Lance Berkman and two good knees will be the central makeup of the Astros lineup for years to come. Add to that the stellar speed of Willy Taveras and Adam Everett and you start to see what may prove to be a very exciting line up....in two years. Given the shift in makeup to younger players, the growing pains make last a while, especially when Clemens is gone. On the bright side, the first batch of growing pains are behind us and have shown who are the men and who are the boys. There are a few good arms in the pipeline which could supplement a staff anchored by Roy "the Wizard" Oswalt, and Brandon "fuck the strike zone" Backe. Still with the pending retirement of Bagwell, the Astros need a bat that can produce as consistently as the future hall of famers if they are going to be competing with St. Louis and Phat Albert Pujols.
Ok, time for bed. Don't forget: Texas takes on Tulane and the Astros number 1 draft pick tomorrow at 6pm.
That being said, a trip back home is a bit of an ego stroke and a kick in the balls. I'll save the stories for a later post, like when I really have nothing to say. At any rate, aside from a kick ass jam session, a Father's day feast, and a drive into the sunset, East Texas left me feeling disconnected from the rest of the world; which is only natural in a place where 90% of all cell phones get zero connection and the rest only work when 25 yards from pine trees (which is tough).
So instead of talking about the good ole days, drug reform, or whatever random headline catches my attention on Drudge; I'll catch you up on life:
First, Texas baseball. The Longhorn boys of summer defeated Baylor in a highly anticipated rematch of the Big 12 semifinal. Augie's boys played solid ball for 9 innings, forcing Baylor to show their hands in the 6th. Baylor ace Mark McCormick (1st rd pick by St. Louis) avioded control problems that had been his cross to carry all season, but to no avail. Texas' small-ball strategy and near flawless execution proved to be the difference. Seth Johnston was the Longhorn's offensive player of the game after his 2 run homer in the 1st inning. Robby Hudson, probably the weakest bat in the lineup, continued the tear he started in Oxford, MS during the super regional. He's now 6 of his last 12 going into Monday night's game v. top seeded Tulane.
Second, David Maroul. Maroul might be the most entertaining player on the Texas team after Stubbs and/or Teagarden for the sole reason that you never know what to expect from the kid. He batted .227 in an injury shortened season but displayed some serious power, belting 9 homers in 181 ABs. Aside from his hit or miss bat stats what really makes this kid stand out is his defense. He plays what I like to call an out-of-control type D. Because of incredible range for his position he can get to grounders all over the left side of the field, becuase of his cannon like arm, he always has a chance to make a play. On the flip side, he looks like he struggles making the routine plays. Thats not to say that he can't handle the routine plays, just that more often than not he makes the rountine plays look harder than they should be. He's worth keeping an eye on, if his power numbers are of any indication; this kid might be a few hours with a sports skrink from becoming a great third baseman.
Third, The Astros. While the playoffs remain distant memory rather than a realistic hope (kinda like a strong govenor of Texas), the 'Stros have shown some signs of life. Morgan Ensberg has regained his power stroke, belting his way to a team leading 16 homeruns. Jason Lane, after suffering through a serious slump (slump-buster anyone?), has also been living life by the trot of late. These two youngsters, along with Lance Berkman and two good knees will be the central makeup of the Astros lineup for years to come. Add to that the stellar speed of Willy Taveras and Adam Everett and you start to see what may prove to be a very exciting line up....in two years. Given the shift in makeup to younger players, the growing pains make last a while, especially when Clemens is gone. On the bright side, the first batch of growing pains are behind us and have shown who are the men and who are the boys. There are a few good arms in the pipeline which could supplement a staff anchored by Roy "the Wizard" Oswalt, and Brandon "fuck the strike zone" Backe. Still with the pending retirement of Bagwell, the Astros need a bat that can produce as consistently as the future hall of famers if they are going to be competing with St. Louis and Phat Albert Pujols.
Ok, time for bed. Don't forget: Texas takes on Tulane and the Astros number 1 draft pick tomorrow at 6pm.
Thursday, June 16, 2005
How to Be Lance Armstrong
In a UTexas news release yesterday, a professor has determined that he knows where Lance Armstrong gets his power for the Tour de France. His conclusion of course makes sense, my question is how does a guy who is pretty much solid muscle just lose 10 pounds of body fat at the drop of a hat? I'd assume some sort of complex diet of bulgar, goldfish, and soy grass. Either way, this just adds to the lore of Lance Armstrong, who is among the greatest athletes of our time....or ever.
I especially like the snippet about his cardiovascular performance pre and post chemo. Lance Armstrong is barely human, and definately fucking Sheryl Crowe.
I especially like the snippet about his cardiovascular performance pre and post chemo. Lance Armstrong is barely human, and definately fucking Sheryl Crowe.
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
I love Florida St.
I love FSU for the same reasons I love Ohio St., Virginia Tech, and SMU: they don't have ethical standards of conduct for their student athletes.
The latest story out of Tallahassee concerns Seminole QB Wyatt Sexton. First, I know a lot of fucked up people named Wyatt. I could chalk it up to coincidence, but I prefer to suspect a subatomic conspiracy. Second, I love this quote from the CNNSI article:
At any rate, no one has really explained the whole Sexton situation as of yet, but I (and I assume most educated individuals) suspect that this kid was FUBARed on some intoxicant. Maybe smoking pot at a funeral home (see: wet)? Normally I'd caution readers to respect the presumption of innocence; but when it comes to athletes at the aforementioned "higher education" institutions you can throw that presumption out the window.
The latest story out of Tallahassee concerns Seminole QB Wyatt Sexton. First, I know a lot of fucked up people named Wyatt. I could chalk it up to coincidence, but I prefer to suspect a subatomic conspiracy. Second, I love this quote from the CNNSI article:
[police officer] Lyne said he found Sexton in the middle of the road wearing only a wet pair of shorts.Fan-fucking-tastic. This is even better than former Seminole QB Chris Rix and his repeated misuse of handicapped parking spaces on campus. While he made a good case that he was retarted, he still had the book thrown at him.The officer asked Sexton if he was OK and didn't get a response. He asked several times what the man's name was and eventually Sexton replied that he was God.
At any rate, no one has really explained the whole Sexton situation as of yet, but I (and I assume most educated individuals) suspect that this kid was FUBARed on some intoxicant. Maybe smoking pot at a funeral home (see: wet)? Normally I'd caution readers to respect the presumption of innocence; but when it comes to athletes at the aforementioned "higher education" institutions you can throw that presumption out the window.
Bush Admin Officials Smoking Pot
Talk about fucked up. This guy is either about to be killed by Mr. & Mrs. Smith or he's got a few screws loose. What makes this even more wacky is that this guy is a prof. at Texas A&M of all places. WTF?
I really don't know what to make of this. The conspiracy theories on the WTC bombings have existed since Sept 12th, but this one is really weird.
I really don't know what to make of this. The conspiracy theories on the WTC bombings have existed since Sept 12th, but this one is really weird.
Sunday, June 12, 2005
The Beginning of the End
There are some who believe that gays, democrats, and soccer players come from the same gene pool (well not gays, becuase they are sinners who choose to be gay). They don't understand the full nature of this apocalyptic sign. Regardless, if the United States can ever become as dominating in soccer as they used to be in basketball; the whole order or balance in the world might be disrupted forcing the birth of the anti-christ.
Ok, well maybe not that dramatic; but, there are people who kill becuase of this sport. To lose supremecy over the United States could culminate in mass suicides and deaths.
Regardless, since the inception of the MLS and the appointment of Bruce Arena as the head coach of the national team, the United States has become a world soccer force. Not quite dominant, but a force. They are firmly handling the teams (see: Panama) they should handle, and competing consistently with traditional power houses. The team is made up of a great core of young MLS stars, and a few American "super" stars who are getting the privilege to mature in Europe. With this under 20 crop, specifically Freddy "I'm 14 and have a cool million in the bank" Adu, maturing together and entering the MLS, US soccer will certainly be a contender for every world cup after Germany.
Saturday, June 11, 2005
TV Media Whore
Alright, I love TV. Figuring that when I meet St. Peter, sloth will have been my vice, I've fully embraced the teaching ability of the medium. While I have grown out of my MTV days (RW-XVI anyone?) I'm still a TV slut. In other words, I've raised my standards., but I still put out.
In a less sexually metaphorical and more rational sense, I'm fully willing to get completely sucked into a television show, despite my level of 'sophistication' or 'education' or 'snobbery'. There are several reasons for that, primarily that there are some programs which are just damn entertaining. West Wing is a good example. After never having seen any of the first four seasons worth of episodes, I got the tail end of a marathon on Bravo and the law school library added the first three seasons on DVDs to the LPOP collection; the next thing you know, I'm skipping classes to watch West Wing all day. Pathetic? Maybe, but fuck you, you fucking podium troll! Waste of time? Not in the slightest, if worse comes to worse, I will be the best damn high school Gov. teacher in the world.
Another example, Entourage. I'd seen an episode or two of the first season, and liked what I saw. Saw the season premiere of the new (2nd) season and I'm hooked. Now I'm just waiting for one of my close friends to make it rich so I can be the one to talk 'em into buying (no, leasing) a Rolls' Phantom. While I can provide no tangible intellectual value (as might be the case with West Wing), I can say that any complete music tool could convince any music guru that they have style and taste by simply recognizing 3/4ths of the bands on the shows sound track. Incredible shit.
Alright, so the point I originally wanted to make was about this new show yet to Air called Over There. I can't say that I would entrust the FX channel with the task of producing a well written, well directed, thought-provoking and challenging series about the hair on my ass, let alone about the soldiers defending out country in Iraq. At any rate, the cinematography looked reminiscent of Newton Sigel in David Russell's Three Kings, so it may be worth checking out., well at least for the same amount of time I watched the XFL (once).
In a less sexually metaphorical and more rational sense, I'm fully willing to get completely sucked into a television show, despite my level of 'sophistication' or 'education' or 'snobbery'. There are several reasons for that, primarily that there are some programs which are just damn entertaining. West Wing is a good example. After never having seen any of the first four seasons worth of episodes, I got the tail end of a marathon on Bravo and the law school library added the first three seasons on DVDs to the LPOP collection; the next thing you know, I'm skipping classes to watch West Wing all day. Pathetic? Maybe, but fuck you, you fucking podium troll! Waste of time? Not in the slightest, if worse comes to worse, I will be the best damn high school Gov. teacher in the world.
Another example, Entourage. I'd seen an episode or two of the first season, and liked what I saw. Saw the season premiere of the new (2nd) season and I'm hooked. Now I'm just waiting for one of my close friends to make it rich so I can be the one to talk 'em into buying (no, leasing) a Rolls' Phantom. While I can provide no tangible intellectual value (as might be the case with West Wing), I can say that any complete music tool could convince any music guru that they have style and taste by simply recognizing 3/4ths of the bands on the shows sound track. Incredible shit.
Alright, so the point I originally wanted to make was about this new show yet to Air called Over There. I can't say that I would entrust the FX channel with the task of producing a well written, well directed, thought-provoking and challenging series about the hair on my ass, let alone about the soldiers defending out country in Iraq. At any rate, the cinematography looked reminiscent of Newton Sigel in David Russell's Three Kings, so it may be worth checking out., well at least for the same amount of time I watched the XFL (once).
Thursday, June 09, 2005
More Bush v. Muslims
Innocent until proven guilty? Not in the court of public opinion. It'll be interesting to see how it all plays out. And thats not to say that this is clear evidence of the government overstepping its bounds, just that the media will continue to bring cases like this and the one in florida to the forefront of popular consciousness.
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
Some things to check out.
Alright, enough deep complicated rants for a while. How 'bout things to check out (or remind you to reexperience).
First, college baseball is at it's pinnacle. After a great weekend at a regional tourny, Texas travels to Ole Miss for their best of 3, super regional. These kids play some incredible baseball. Add a few relics and 100 of years of history, stories, and heros...and the possibilty to see the next big thing. I'm sold, but I am a baseball nut.
Second, Mitch Hedberg. This guy was funny. Like any great comedian, he has 'young death' on his resume. Listen to him cover to cover on a CD, let him set the atmosphere, and pay attention.
Third, The Black Keys blues duo. They lack polish and depth, but considering they're a duo they do put out a decent amount of sound. Like any good blues they sound like other people by sounding like themselves. Highly Recommend their video directed by David Cross. They'll be in Austin Sept. 23 which brings me to number 4.
Fourth: ACL Festival! Get your tickets now fuckers. Later in the summer, prolly when the schedules are released I'll be posting my recomendations about the shows to catch.
Now if anyone is hiring, that'd be fantastic, otherwise, I'm gonna be pitching Brandon Backe to a perfect season.
First, college baseball is at it's pinnacle. After a great weekend at a regional tourny, Texas travels to Ole Miss for their best of 3, super regional. These kids play some incredible baseball. Add a few relics and 100 of years of history, stories, and heros...and the possibilty to see the next big thing. I'm sold, but I am a baseball nut.
Second, Mitch Hedberg. This guy was funny. Like any great comedian, he has 'young death' on his resume. Listen to him cover to cover on a CD, let him set the atmosphere, and pay attention.
Third, The Black Keys blues duo. They lack polish and depth, but considering they're a duo they do put out a decent amount of sound. Like any good blues they sound like other people by sounding like themselves. Highly Recommend their video directed by David Cross. They'll be in Austin Sept. 23 which brings me to number 4.
Fourth: ACL Festival! Get your tickets now fuckers. Later in the summer, prolly when the schedules are released I'll be posting my recomendations about the shows to catch.
Now if anyone is hiring, that'd be fantastic, otherwise, I'm gonna be pitching Brandon Backe to a perfect season.
Sunday, June 05, 2005
The blurring lines of Freedom
As I discussed in an earlier post, the current war on terror has served to create a tension b/w protecting freedom and enjoying freedom. This article in the New York Times is a perfect example of that exact tension. While I'm certain there are very few people in the United States who agree with Sami Al-Arian's vitrol and hatred; he is certainly free to say whatever he'd like. The bigger point at issue is how laws since 9/11 have reduced our freedom in the name of "freedom", and to what extent the government can encroach our freedom. This is certainly a case that will be followed closely.
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