Things are good...life is moving at a good clip. Heres some snoop dog to enjoy.
Thursday, August 31, 2006
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Employment!
Yes! It's finally happened. To the endless rejoice of my parents and those who hold the rights to my studen loans (read:soul)...I found a job, a good one, that actually pays well, is close to my house, and requires the use my law degree/education...and they found me. Fuck Yeah, ain't life a bitch. So thats all I'm gonna say about my job.
Now that the job hunt is officially over for me (God bless you if you're still on the hunt), I'll ideally be using the space as a place to rant and and get away from my job. The Astros aren't looking like a team with the right chemistry to make it to the playoffs, but with that pitching...anything could happen. I don't really like the makeup or momentum of any team but the Dodgers, and I think they're gonna end up winning the West. So Cinci may very well end up winning if they can continue to be consistent. Damn...and I was gonna say I probably won't be talking much about baseball.
How 'bout movies? Well, I saw plenty between the waves of cover letters and resumes I sent out. The Puffy Chair was excellent. You'll love it if you like The Office or Arrested Development. Superman...was so/so..v.if you're yet to see it, I'd suggest seeing the IMAX version, the 20 minutes of Digital 3D would probably make the thing worth while.
Music? ACL is right around the corner and I'm sure I'll eventually do a post on my picks and reviews...etc.etc. I'm so serious about this years festival, that I'm preparing 4 weeks ahead of time. Aftershows, housing travelers, planning potential lineups (its always a gameday call). I do know which shows I'm look forward to the most. Federico Aubele/Thievery Corporation at Stubb's on Thursday before everything gets started and Okkervil River/Deadboy and The Elephantmen at the Parish on Saturday. One show people are amazed I'm excited about is John Mayer, but I think this guy is gonna blow people away....so long as he doesn't play his body is a wonderland. He's been doing nothing but blues of late (which is why he's kinda fallen off the face of the earth) and I saw him go toe to toe with Eric Clapton in Dallas.
Politics? Go Kinky (thats a useful slogan on many levels). That's all I have to say for now...besides things won't start heating up 'til Sept 15th..which is ACL weekend of course).
TV? Here is where I'm offically eating Crow. FX is the shit. I'd originally questioned the networks ability to actually put on good programming. It's Always Sunny in Philly and Nip/Tuck have been my summers most vivid addictions. And Over There turned out to be waaay more captivating than I'd anticipated. TNT and USA have started to field some pretty good stuff too, The Closer being one example. The Networks are planning their retaliation this Autumn. I house sat for a family friend and watched the entire first season of Lost....hooked on that. The summer season of Entourage has been quite entertaining, and of course there was the World Cup. Oh man...the World Cup.
Alright...back in the game....
Now that the job hunt is officially over for me (God bless you if you're still on the hunt), I'll ideally be using the space as a place to rant and and get away from my job. The Astros aren't looking like a team with the right chemistry to make it to the playoffs, but with that pitching...anything could happen. I don't really like the makeup or momentum of any team but the Dodgers, and I think they're gonna end up winning the West. So Cinci may very well end up winning if they can continue to be consistent. Damn...and I was gonna say I probably won't be talking much about baseball.
How 'bout movies? Well, I saw plenty between the waves of cover letters and resumes I sent out. The Puffy Chair was excellent. You'll love it if you like The Office or Arrested Development. Superman...was so/so..v.if you're yet to see it, I'd suggest seeing the IMAX version, the 20 minutes of Digital 3D would probably make the thing worth while.
Music? ACL is right around the corner and I'm sure I'll eventually do a post on my picks and reviews...etc.etc. I'm so serious about this years festival, that I'm preparing 4 weeks ahead of time. Aftershows, housing travelers, planning potential lineups (its always a gameday call). I do know which shows I'm look forward to the most. Federico Aubele/Thievery Corporation at Stubb's on Thursday before everything gets started and Okkervil River/Deadboy and The Elephantmen at the Parish on Saturday. One show people are amazed I'm excited about is John Mayer, but I think this guy is gonna blow people away....so long as he doesn't play his body is a wonderland. He's been doing nothing but blues of late (which is why he's kinda fallen off the face of the earth) and I saw him go toe to toe with Eric Clapton in Dallas.
Politics? Go Kinky (thats a useful slogan on many levels). That's all I have to say for now...besides things won't start heating up 'til Sept 15th..which is ACL weekend of course).
TV? Here is where I'm offically eating Crow. FX is the shit. I'd originally questioned the networks ability to actually put on good programming. It's Always Sunny in Philly and Nip/Tuck have been my summers most vivid addictions. And Over There turned out to be waaay more captivating than I'd anticipated. TNT and USA have started to field some pretty good stuff too, The Closer being one example. The Networks are planning their retaliation this Autumn. I house sat for a family friend and watched the entire first season of Lost....hooked on that. The summer season of Entourage has been quite entertaining, and of course there was the World Cup. Oh man...the World Cup.
Alright...back in the game....
Monday, July 24, 2006
Clerks II and a fat line of Coke for the Bar
Ok, since I'm not taking the bar and don't have to work 'til 1pm tomorrow...I went to see Kevin Smith's Clerks II this evening.
Overall...I think the Austin Chronicle got it right, this movie is about 3.5 stars out of five. There were cheesy moments and some of the acting was a little contrived, but still a highly entertaining, well thought out, and funny movie. Also....it's incredibly disgusting and not for the tame of heart or weak of stomach. If you can't handle conversations about ass-to-mouth "sexual expression" or people drinking piss...then you should probably go watch Prairie Home Companion (also a good movie). The best thing about this movie was definately Rosario Dawson...yeah...she sold me. The worst thing about this movie is the soundtrack, some of the 90s songs the used for flashback appeal kinda missed the mark in my humble opinion. Either way, its a movie I'd recommend to most people (except said squimish citizens).
Ok, so for anyone who hasn't seen this yet, here is a sitting congressman telling Steven Colbert how fun hookers and cocaine can be when mixed:
To all you future lawyers, good luck on the bar this week. I'll be waiting outside onn Thursday with a watermelon full of vodka and two nicely rolled stogs from Jamaica mon'! Good luck to all!!!
A congrats to Div for entering the upper echelon of responsibility holders: Fathers (with mothers also being part of that echelon).
Overall...I think the Austin Chronicle got it right, this movie is about 3.5 stars out of five. There were cheesy moments and some of the acting was a little contrived, but still a highly entertaining, well thought out, and funny movie. Also....it's incredibly disgusting and not for the tame of heart or weak of stomach. If you can't handle conversations about ass-to-mouth "sexual expression" or people drinking piss...then you should probably go watch Prairie Home Companion (also a good movie). The best thing about this movie was definately Rosario Dawson...yeah...she sold me. The worst thing about this movie is the soundtrack, some of the 90s songs the used for flashback appeal kinda missed the mark in my humble opinion. Either way, its a movie I'd recommend to most people (except said squimish citizens).
Ok, so for anyone who hasn't seen this yet, here is a sitting congressman telling Steven Colbert how fun hookers and cocaine can be when mixed:
To all you future lawyers, good luck on the bar this week. I'll be waiting outside onn Thursday with a watermelon full of vodka and two nicely rolled stogs from Jamaica mon'! Good luck to all!!!
A congrats to Div for entering the upper echelon of responsibility holders: Fathers (with mothers also being part of that echelon).
Monday, June 26, 2006
mmm....World Cup
So I got a part time gig doing...of all things...writing (please note the irony).
At any rate I wanted to catch up on a few things about the world cup:
First, ABC/ESPN suck. I've long known both of those facts. I stopped watching the Sportscenter and its crappy production value and least common denominator targeting strategy and instead reverted to reruns of the Perry Logan show. The fact of the matter is that ESPN is sucking the life out of sports. No where is that more evident than in the World Cup. In fact there's a great NY Times World Cup Blog article about it here. AT this point, more people are tuning in to Univision to watch the games. If only Univision had an HD feed!
Second, the US, despite what many claim, did not flame out of this tourney. The US's group was one of the two most difficult groups in the entire cup. The US were legitimately one call away from having a shot at advancing to two calls away from beiing in a position to win the group. They played like the Texans against the Czech, responded with heart against Italy, and then were sucker punched against Ghana (though Ghana played with my upfield passion that the US with the exception of Clint Dempsey).
Third, Clint Dempsey (East Texas reprezent) and Eddie Johnson are the future of American soccer. They have a flair and fearlessness that most American soccer players lack, whether it be becuase of lack of talent or over-respect for European players (read: Landon Donovan).
So, who looks good? Germany and Argentina look like the two best teams....unfortunately they play on Friday instead of in the finals. Tomorrow, Brazil v. Ghana and Spain v. France should both be highly entertaining matches.
Back to the grind stone....enjoy studying for the bar.
At any rate I wanted to catch up on a few things about the world cup:
First, ABC/ESPN suck. I've long known both of those facts. I stopped watching the Sportscenter and its crappy production value and least common denominator targeting strategy and instead reverted to reruns of the Perry Logan show. The fact of the matter is that ESPN is sucking the life out of sports. No where is that more evident than in the World Cup. In fact there's a great NY Times World Cup Blog article about it here. AT this point, more people are tuning in to Univision to watch the games. If only Univision had an HD feed!
Second, the US, despite what many claim, did not flame out of this tourney. The US's group was one of the two most difficult groups in the entire cup. The US were legitimately one call away from having a shot at advancing to two calls away from beiing in a position to win the group. They played like the Texans against the Czech, responded with heart against Italy, and then were sucker punched against Ghana (though Ghana played with my upfield passion that the US with the exception of Clint Dempsey).
Third, Clint Dempsey (East Texas reprezent) and Eddie Johnson are the future of American soccer. They have a flair and fearlessness that most American soccer players lack, whether it be becuase of lack of talent or over-respect for European players (read: Landon Donovan).
So, who looks good? Germany and Argentina look like the two best teams....unfortunately they play on Friday instead of in the finals. Tomorrow, Brazil v. Ghana and Spain v. France should both be highly entertaining matches.
Back to the grind stone....enjoy studying for the bar.
Sunday, June 11, 2006
World Cup Observations I
Over the next 30 days I’m gonna try to post some observations on all the beautiful games I’ll be watching when I’m not looking for a job (every one who knows me, knows I’m not taking the bar because of the World Cup, so that last statement is sure to have drawn a few laughs).
I.) Everyone loves smooth balls, unless you have to handle them. This is exactly the case in this years Cup chase. Evidently, this year’s official World Cup soccer ball is made using a special engineering technique which makes the ball seamless and perfectly round (or at least as perfectly round as man is capable of producing). This means the ball dances without spin, wreaking havoc on opposing goal keepers. Expect to see many more shots from outside the 18 (that would be the penalty box for you nubes). Germany had two long distance goals on Friday, and already you are seeing more and more attempts from between 20 and 40 yards out! This could make for a very exciting World Cup.
II.) Trinidad & Tobago is not a tobacco store at the Galleria. It’s the smallest nation to ever qualify for the World Cup and did so as the fourth qualifying team from the CONCACAF region (the US’s region, where Mexico and Costa Rica also qualified). In their first ever Cup match against perennial “always the bride’s maid and never the bride” of European soccer, Sweden, T&T: (1) lost their star, starting goal keeper to injury during warm-ups, (2) started their 37 year old back up who played for Howard University in 1988, (3) lost key defensive midfielder Avery Johns to a red card, (4) and were forced to play a man down for roughly 1/2 of the game. Still, T&T fought out a 0-0 draw behind the folkloric play of back up goal keeper Shaka Hislop. My roommate, a soccer watching neophyte, was sold on the sport after being thoroughly entertained by this David v. Goliath match, despite the fact that no goals were scored and it ended in a tie (but a moral victory for T&T).
III.) While everyone else is picking Brazil, and being the contrarian that I can tend to be, I’m choosing Germany as my favorite to win the Cup. Their new attack minded coach, Juergen Klinsmann, and home field advantage should be enough to carry them easily through the first round. If Friday’s 4-2 victory over Costa Rica was any indication, this team is nasty as hell, even without their best player (Michael Ballack) and with national hero and goalkeeping legend Oliver Kahn on the bench.
IV.) Tomorrows game between the US and the Czech Republic will be the most important match for the team this year. In the last two Cups, only one team (Turkey) that lost their first match advanced out of the first round. Lucky, the Czech’s have been plagued by injuries to their most vital players of late, including stars Pavel Nedved, Milan Boros, and 6’8” forward Jan Koller. Of course these are just injury reports, who will and won’t actually play is always info held close to the vest. In order to win the US will have to have great wing play from Bobby Convey (whom I have very high expectations of) and great defense from the US back line (I’m talking to you Gregg Berhalter). Kickoff is at 11am. Sam’s Army will be at Fado’s on 4th, with another contingency watching at Ringer’s. Wear red, unless you’re a Czech commie bastard (how ironic is that).
I.) Everyone loves smooth balls, unless you have to handle them. This is exactly the case in this years Cup chase. Evidently, this year’s official World Cup soccer ball is made using a special engineering technique which makes the ball seamless and perfectly round (or at least as perfectly round as man is capable of producing). This means the ball dances without spin, wreaking havoc on opposing goal keepers. Expect to see many more shots from outside the 18 (that would be the penalty box for you nubes). Germany had two long distance goals on Friday, and already you are seeing more and more attempts from between 20 and 40 yards out! This could make for a very exciting World Cup.
II.) Trinidad & Tobago is not a tobacco store at the Galleria. It’s the smallest nation to ever qualify for the World Cup and did so as the fourth qualifying team from the CONCACAF region (the US’s region, where Mexico and Costa Rica also qualified). In their first ever Cup match against perennial “always the bride’s maid and never the bride” of European soccer, Sweden, T&T: (1) lost their star, starting goal keeper to injury during warm-ups, (2) started their 37 year old back up who played for Howard University in 1988, (3) lost key defensive midfielder Avery Johns to a red card, (4) and were forced to play a man down for roughly 1/2 of the game. Still, T&T fought out a 0-0 draw behind the folkloric play of back up goal keeper Shaka Hislop. My roommate, a soccer watching neophyte, was sold on the sport after being thoroughly entertained by this David v. Goliath match, despite the fact that no goals were scored and it ended in a tie (but a moral victory for T&T).
III.) While everyone else is picking Brazil, and being the contrarian that I can tend to be, I’m choosing Germany as my favorite to win the Cup. Their new attack minded coach, Juergen Klinsmann, and home field advantage should be enough to carry them easily through the first round. If Friday’s 4-2 victory over Costa Rica was any indication, this team is nasty as hell, even without their best player (Michael Ballack) and with national hero and goalkeeping legend Oliver Kahn on the bench.
IV.) Tomorrows game between the US and the Czech Republic will be the most important match for the team this year. In the last two Cups, only one team (Turkey) that lost their first match advanced out of the first round. Lucky, the Czech’s have been plagued by injuries to their most vital players of late, including stars Pavel Nedved, Milan Boros, and 6’8” forward Jan Koller. Of course these are just injury reports, who will and won’t actually play is always info held close to the vest. In order to win the US will have to have great wing play from Bobby Convey (whom I have very high expectations of) and great defense from the US back line (I’m talking to you Gregg Berhalter). Kickoff is at 11am. Sam’s Army will be at Fado’s on 4th, with another contingency watching at Ringer’s. Wear red, unless you’re a Czech commie bastard (how ironic is that).
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
The Job Search Continues
So I've sent out about 50 resume/cover letter combos with little or no waves made. And now the World Cup is upon us. Fucking wonderful!
Already the bulk of my focus has shifted to The Beautiful game. This NY Times blog has become a daily fixture in my media mix.
Here's something to whet your excitement:
For those really bored readers, check out Frank Zappa sticking it to the man on CrossFire.
Already the bulk of my focus has shifted to The Beautiful game. This NY Times blog has become a daily fixture in my media mix.
Here's something to whet your excitement:
For those really bored readers, check out Frank Zappa sticking it to the man on CrossFire.
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
The Blues
As a self taught guitarist from East Texas, everything I play is the blues in some form or fashion. From Robert Johnson to Lightnin' Hopkins, my roots are anchored in the rich American tradition that is the foundation for Rock'n'Roll.
Tuesday evening, the man largely responsible for making Austin the live music capital of the world died. R.I.P Clifford Antone.
Tuesday evening, the man largely responsible for making Austin the live music capital of the world died. R.I.P Clifford Antone.
Monday, May 22, 2006
The Rockette
I'm planning to write a comprehensive graduation post sometime this week. But for right now I wanted to quickly address a few things:
First, uber-thanks to Ian, Justin, Brantley, et. al for a tremendous graduation party. After three days of graduation rituals (which included a black suit in 96 deg. heat), a kick-ass party was exactly how I wanted my law school career to close out. Seems like everyone had a great time.
(The OC spoiler alert)
Second, Marissa Cooper was killed in the season finale of the OC which leads me to believe that the OC is dangerously close to jumping the shark (if it hasn't already) and probably has about a season left before it becomes a drag on the network.
Third, Grey's Anatomy is moving to Thursday night and will directly compete with Aaron Sorkin's new dramedy, Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip, which seems to be one of the most anticipated new shows of the fall. Both will compete with Thursday night primetime champion CSI. Thank god for TiVo.
Fourth, I love baseball. I categorize people based on baseball. Some people are pitchers. Some are designated hitters. Some are catchers. Some are closers. I'm a pitcher person in a lot of ways, but mainly because I can appreciate the beauty of a pitchers dual. Some people can't like baseball unless its a 7-6 game. I think baseball is at its highest when its a 1-0 game. That being said, I have a tremendous amount of respect for great pitchers, more so than great batters. Orel Hershiser was my first sports idol, Sandy Koufax my second. Along the way hurlers like Roy Oswalt, Dontrelle Willis and of course Roger Clemens have been added to my own personal pitching hall of fame -- a personal fraternity of sports figures who's stories of greatness and dominance I will pass down to the next generations of Sinkersinthedirt.
For the last several years, I've closely follow the career of Catherine Leigh Osterman. Since arriving at the University of Texas, she has become the most dominant pitcher in the history of the sport. While I don't admit to have watched many softball games, I do confess to having watched many of Cat's pitching performances. Yesterday, in her quest to win the only trophy that has eluded her -- the National Championship, Cat (pitching for the third straight day) struck out 18 batters and allowed one hit to advance the Longhorns into the super-regional tournament where they will host the 14th ranked Washington Huskies. Most impressive: in her three days of pitching in the first round, Osterman pitched 21 shutout innings, struck out 52 batters, and threw 73% of her 301 pitches for strikes. She's also a lefty, wears my favorite number, and is tall & beautiful. When she leaves Texas, no matter whether she wins her national championship or not, Cat will be one of the two greatest pitchers in the history of the university.
All is done, things have come full circle. Congrats to all the grads. To all those traveling, may you do so safely. To all those studying for the bar, hahahah....(I don't be laughing in the winter so I figured I'd do it while I can).
First, uber-thanks to Ian, Justin, Brantley, et. al for a tremendous graduation party. After three days of graduation rituals (which included a black suit in 96 deg. heat), a kick-ass party was exactly how I wanted my law school career to close out. Seems like everyone had a great time.
(The OC spoiler alert)
Second, Marissa Cooper was killed in the season finale of the OC which leads me to believe that the OC is dangerously close to jumping the shark (if it hasn't already) and probably has about a season left before it becomes a drag on the network.
Third, Grey's Anatomy is moving to Thursday night and will directly compete with Aaron Sorkin's new dramedy, Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip, which seems to be one of the most anticipated new shows of the fall. Both will compete with Thursday night primetime champion CSI. Thank god for TiVo.
Fourth, I love baseball. I categorize people based on baseball. Some people are pitchers. Some are designated hitters. Some are catchers. Some are closers. I'm a pitcher person in a lot of ways, but mainly because I can appreciate the beauty of a pitchers dual. Some people can't like baseball unless its a 7-6 game. I think baseball is at its highest when its a 1-0 game. That being said, I have a tremendous amount of respect for great pitchers, more so than great batters. Orel Hershiser was my first sports idol, Sandy Koufax my second. Along the way hurlers like Roy Oswalt, Dontrelle Willis and of course Roger Clemens have been added to my own personal pitching hall of fame -- a personal fraternity of sports figures who's stories of greatness and dominance I will pass down to the next generations of Sinkersinthedirt.
For the last several years, I've closely follow the career of Catherine Leigh Osterman. Since arriving at the University of Texas, she has become the most dominant pitcher in the history of the sport. While I don't admit to have watched many softball games, I do confess to having watched many of Cat's pitching performances. Yesterday, in her quest to win the only trophy that has eluded her -- the National Championship, Cat (pitching for the third straight day) struck out 18 batters and allowed one hit to advance the Longhorns into the super-regional tournament where they will host the 14th ranked Washington Huskies. Most impressive: in her three days of pitching in the first round, Osterman pitched 21 shutout innings, struck out 52 batters, and threw 73% of her 301 pitches for strikes. She's also a lefty, wears my favorite number, and is tall & beautiful. When she leaves Texas, no matter whether she wins her national championship or not, Cat will be one of the two greatest pitchers in the history of the university.
All is done, things have come full circle. Congrats to all the grads. To all those traveling, may you do so safely. To all those studying for the bar, hahahah....(I don't be laughing in the winter so I figured I'd do it while I can).
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Bartlett For America
Is it apropos that law school and Westwing ended within 24 hours of eachother?
School is done, the rigor mortis of reality is setting in, and the job hunting is yet to begin...it should be a very interesting summer. Thankfully I'm not taking the bar this summer. As one of my good friends put it, we should probably take the bar after our first year.
Anyways, new 7-min preview for what will be my most anticipated movie of the summer (DLP at Highland 10 foe-sheezy):
The Astros' youth is catching up with them. After a honeymoon period with pitchers Wandy Rodriguez, Taylor Buchholz, an Fernando Nieves and an ailing Lance Berkman, the Astros have proceeded to get slaughtered in their last two game. On the bright side, relief pitcher Russ Springer tried his damndest to hit Barry Bonds, got thrown out, and a received a standing ovation. Also Brad Lidge finally got his shit figured out. Turns out he was tipping his pitches which forced him to locate his fastball. After over compensating, it looks like he finally has people chasing his slider again. Thank God.
School is done, the rigor mortis of reality is setting in, and the job hunting is yet to begin...it should be a very interesting summer. Thankfully I'm not taking the bar this summer. As one of my good friends put it, we should probably take the bar after our first year.
Anyways, new 7-min preview for what will be my most anticipated movie of the summer (DLP at Highland 10 foe-sheezy):
The Astros' youth is catching up with them. After a honeymoon period with pitchers Wandy Rodriguez, Taylor Buchholz, an Fernando Nieves and an ailing Lance Berkman, the Astros have proceeded to get slaughtered in their last two game. On the bright side, relief pitcher Russ Springer tried his damndest to hit Barry Bonds, got thrown out, and a received a standing ovation. Also Brad Lidge finally got his shit figured out. Turns out he was tipping his pitches which forced him to locate his fastball. After over compensating, it looks like he finally has people chasing his slider again. Thank God.
Monday, May 08, 2006
The Music Of Finals
In 5 days I will face one of those "first day's of the rest of your life" experiences. I will have no loan money to lean on, no job lined up, no classes to think about, but still a lot of stuff to do. I originally went to law school because the job market was bad and I had no clue what I wanted to do. Three years later, the job market is in better shape, and I have an inkling of what will drive me (and ideally my bank account). But I can't say that I'm wholly embracing the thought of actually facing the real world. The first thing I'll be doing next Monday is drafting incorporation papers. So I'm pretty much plunging right in.
Between now and then I have a final to study for, which inevitably means procrastinating. Tonight’s topic of digression, finals music.
Wolfmother.
Saw these guys at SXSW and last night at the Parish. I was well into a rolling drunkeness when I saw 'em at SXSW, so I was particularly interested in measuring how much actual musical talent the band actually had. The music they play is far from rocket science - a few dancing riffs over blues power chords. The way I see it, any band (and I mean any) can make one decent album. But longevity requires some serious musical talent.
Wolfmother lead guitarist Andrew Stockdale is clearly the bands musical weak link. But, drummer Myles Heskett and bassist/keyboardist Chris Ross have some serious musical chops. Stockdale can't breakout unique and spontaneous lead riffs, but he recognizes that to really entertain the crowd he's got to do more than regurgitate what’s delivered on the album. From that prospective, the man is a genuine show man. His 'fro only adds to the intrinsic rocker-ness he brings to the stage. With a little luck and spiraling ego, Stockdale could become a serious rock star.
The show in general was good. The red flotilla of Chinese lanterns hanging from the ceiling at the Parish were distracting, and the sound started off a little low. But once the band cranked up their amps, they got the rock out. They are a light show away from being a seriously kick ass band to watch live. Would really like to see them at a packed La Zona Rosa next time through town.
Gnarls Barkley.
The duo of DJ Danger Mouse and rapper Cee-Lo create some fresh and unique tracks in their first album "St. Elsewhere" (which has already reached the top of the charts in the UK). Aside from their clear musical talents, these guys have a serious sense of humor. Check out their pictures on their myspace page (linked above). Hoping to the high heavens that they end up on the ACL list (which will officially be released) this Thursday.)
Bruce Springsteen & Pete Seeger
I'm not a big Bruce Springsteen fan. I recognize his impact and talent and whatnot, but I've just never been able to be utterly wowed by him like some of my compatriots. The Seeger sessions haven't done anything to officially change my mind, but I'm definately starting to warm to idea of reevaluating my position.
Sessions basically uses Springsteen raspy, blue collar voice as the mouth piece for a beautiful collection of Americana. Springsteen had no hand in writing any of the 13 songs and is accompanied by 11 talented musicians and a handful of back up singers. The album is precisely produced and crisp to the very end. I can tell this one is gonna get a lot of summertime play in my neck of the woods.
Other things on rotation:
The Pizza Tapes, Treasury of Bluegrass, Best of Otis Redding
Ok, can't procrastinate forever.
Between now and then I have a final to study for, which inevitably means procrastinating. Tonight’s topic of digression, finals music.
Wolfmother.
Saw these guys at SXSW and last night at the Parish. I was well into a rolling drunkeness when I saw 'em at SXSW, so I was particularly interested in measuring how much actual musical talent the band actually had. The music they play is far from rocket science - a few dancing riffs over blues power chords. The way I see it, any band (and I mean any) can make one decent album. But longevity requires some serious musical talent.
Wolfmother lead guitarist Andrew Stockdale is clearly the bands musical weak link. But, drummer Myles Heskett and bassist/keyboardist Chris Ross have some serious musical chops. Stockdale can't breakout unique and spontaneous lead riffs, but he recognizes that to really entertain the crowd he's got to do more than regurgitate what’s delivered on the album. From that prospective, the man is a genuine show man. His 'fro only adds to the intrinsic rocker-ness he brings to the stage. With a little luck and spiraling ego, Stockdale could become a serious rock star.
The show in general was good. The red flotilla of Chinese lanterns hanging from the ceiling at the Parish were distracting, and the sound started off a little low. But once the band cranked up their amps, they got the rock out. They are a light show away from being a seriously kick ass band to watch live. Would really like to see them at a packed La Zona Rosa next time through town.
Gnarls Barkley.
The duo of DJ Danger Mouse and rapper Cee-Lo create some fresh and unique tracks in their first album "St. Elsewhere" (which has already reached the top of the charts in the UK). Aside from their clear musical talents, these guys have a serious sense of humor. Check out their pictures on their myspace page (linked above). Hoping to the high heavens that they end up on the ACL list (which will officially be released) this Thursday.)
Bruce Springsteen & Pete Seeger
I'm not a big Bruce Springsteen fan. I recognize his impact and talent and whatnot, but I've just never been able to be utterly wowed by him like some of my compatriots. The Seeger sessions haven't done anything to officially change my mind, but I'm definately starting to warm to idea of reevaluating my position.
Sessions basically uses Springsteen raspy, blue collar voice as the mouth piece for a beautiful collection of Americana. Springsteen had no hand in writing any of the 13 songs and is accompanied by 11 talented musicians and a handful of back up singers. The album is precisely produced and crisp to the very end. I can tell this one is gonna get a lot of summertime play in my neck of the woods.
Other things on rotation:
The Pizza Tapes, Treasury of Bluegrass, Best of Otis Redding
Ok, can't procrastinate forever.
Saturday, May 06, 2006
Luck and a Burrito
"The man who said 'I'd rather be lucky than good' saw deeply into life. People are afraid to face how great a part of life is dependant on luck. It's scary to think so much is out of one's control..."
-Woody Allen, Match Point
Part of what I love most about the game of baseball is that it ultimately comes down to luck. You can spend $200M on your payroll, you can have the winningest record in the league. But if you want to win the World Series you need a little bit of luck. Luck can turn into momentum, and then into confidence, which ultimately, with a little bit of bad luck, comes cycling back to its starting point.
That circular pattern leaves its marks everywhere in this world. Whether it be the ying-yang, the aztec calendar, or the calendar year; history repeats itself: its a cliche for a reason.
So when everything is tallied up at the end, you'll have had your good days and you'll have had your bad. But only a few things will be important in the long run, and those are the things you can control.
Now, what those things are is entirely up to you.
Completely different subject
To illustrate how effective marketing can be: When I was an undergrad. One of the first few Chipotle Burritos stores opened up near campus. I had just gotten a hair cut and happened by when the manager stopped me and gave me a card for a free burrito. I mention I have a tight group of friends and they'd love a burrito so he gives me about 100.
This made me a very popular man. Women were throwing themselves at me for a burrito (ok, maybe not, but the hyperbole helps draw out the justaposition of tone between the previous paragraphs and this one).
Chipotle became the spot for cheap, filling food. For the mizserly you had two meals in one. For the jock the two burrito (and a bottle of tabasco) challenge -- needless to say, that last one was rarely attempted and I personally never witnessed a success.
At any rate, by the time I graduated I would still run into people who visted Chipotle on a weekly basis and remembered the first time they tried a Chipotle burrito...this weekend (and week) Chipotle (yes, I know it's owned by McDonald's) is trying to use integrity (love the irony) as the foundation of its marketing campaign and giving away free burritos (once again, Democrats are beat to the punch). So if you've been patient enough to read to the bottom of this post while studying for finals on Sunday, you might get a free burrito out of the whole thing. Glass half full, that's something you can control.
One final left. Shoutout to my favorite law peeps and their throw-caution-to-the wind Margarita addictions!
Endnote: Wolfmother, tomorrow.
-Woody Allen, Match Point
Part of what I love most about the game of baseball is that it ultimately comes down to luck. You can spend $200M on your payroll, you can have the winningest record in the league. But if you want to win the World Series you need a little bit of luck. Luck can turn into momentum, and then into confidence, which ultimately, with a little bit of bad luck, comes cycling back to its starting point.
That circular pattern leaves its marks everywhere in this world. Whether it be the ying-yang, the aztec calendar, or the calendar year; history repeats itself: its a cliche for a reason.
So when everything is tallied up at the end, you'll have had your good days and you'll have had your bad. But only a few things will be important in the long run, and those are the things you can control.
Now, what those things are is entirely up to you.
Completely different subject
To illustrate how effective marketing can be: When I was an undergrad. One of the first few Chipotle Burritos stores opened up near campus. I had just gotten a hair cut and happened by when the manager stopped me and gave me a card for a free burrito. I mention I have a tight group of friends and they'd love a burrito so he gives me about 100.
This made me a very popular man. Women were throwing themselves at me for a burrito (ok, maybe not, but the hyperbole helps draw out the justaposition of tone between the previous paragraphs and this one).
Chipotle became the spot for cheap, filling food. For the mizserly you had two meals in one. For the jock the two burrito (and a bottle of tabasco) challenge -- needless to say, that last one was rarely attempted and I personally never witnessed a success.
At any rate, by the time I graduated I would still run into people who visted Chipotle on a weekly basis and remembered the first time they tried a Chipotle burrito...this weekend (and week) Chipotle (yes, I know it's owned by McDonald's) is trying to use integrity (love the irony) as the foundation of its marketing campaign and giving away free burritos (once again, Democrats are beat to the punch). So if you've been patient enough to read to the bottom of this post while studying for finals on Sunday, you might get a free burrito out of the whole thing. Glass half full, that's something you can control.
One final left. Shoutout to my favorite law peeps and their throw-caution-to-the wind Margarita addictions!
Endnote: Wolfmother, tomorrow.
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Rumor Mill
Heard a rumor from some reliable and connected sources that the Grand Jury will hand down an indictment for Karl Rove on Thursday or Friday.
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Kevin Costner = Old Dirty Bastard (who can't act)
When I was an undergrad, one of my former roommates was a minor league baseball player. He only lived with us during the offseason and worked at a bouncer at a local bar when he was in town. Often, during nights of extreme intoxication and typical collegiate hijinks, said roommate would entertain us academics with stories from outside the diamond.
One of my favorites was the story of Cal Ripken Jr. and Kevin Costner. As the story goes, Ripken was running through the standard pre-game routine. Something he'd done about 2,400 times by this point. He was just a few hundred games short of one of the most prestigious records in baseball: Lou Gehrig's Ironman record for consecutive games played. After taking his first cycle of batting practice, Ripken was notified by a neighbor that some strange man had just stopped by the house to visit his wife. Suspicious, Ripken notified his manager of the situation, immediately he jumped in his car, and sped to his house 45min away in a cozy little Baltimore suburb.
In a panic, the Orioles organization begins to stall and delay the game by thrusting the the singing of America the Beautiful and the Canadian national anthem on that evenings Star Spangeled Banner performer in order to ensure that Ripken is back in time for the games start.
When Ripken gets to his home he finds his wife in the arms of none other than Kevin Costner. Ripken proceeds to beat the living shit out of Costner, gets back in his car, and speeds back to the stadium to start the game (which ended up being delayed by about 30 min).
Now how much of this is actually true or not is up for debate. But either way, it was always fun to hear my friend tell it (he also had a great one about Mike Piazza and Alyssa Milano).
At any rate, saw this article about Costner today and figured it only made the Ripken story all the more feasible.
...On his fucking honeymoon! What a dirty bastard.
Good luck to everyone during finals. If anyone has Wellborn evidence tips/outlines, I'm willing to barter.
One of my favorites was the story of Cal Ripken Jr. and Kevin Costner. As the story goes, Ripken was running through the standard pre-game routine. Something he'd done about 2,400 times by this point. He was just a few hundred games short of one of the most prestigious records in baseball: Lou Gehrig's Ironman record for consecutive games played. After taking his first cycle of batting practice, Ripken was notified by a neighbor that some strange man had just stopped by the house to visit his wife. Suspicious, Ripken notified his manager of the situation, immediately he jumped in his car, and sped to his house 45min away in a cozy little Baltimore suburb.
In a panic, the Orioles organization begins to stall and delay the game by thrusting the the singing of America the Beautiful and the Canadian national anthem on that evenings Star Spangeled Banner performer in order to ensure that Ripken is back in time for the games start.
When Ripken gets to his home he finds his wife in the arms of none other than Kevin Costner. Ripken proceeds to beat the living shit out of Costner, gets back in his car, and speeds back to the stadium to start the game (which ended up being delayed by about 30 min).
Now how much of this is actually true or not is up for debate. But either way, it was always fun to hear my friend tell it (he also had a great one about Mike Piazza and Alyssa Milano).
At any rate, saw this article about Costner today and figured it only made the Ripken story all the more feasible.
...On his fucking honeymoon! What a dirty bastard.
Good luck to everyone during finals. If anyone has Wellborn evidence tips/outlines, I'm willing to barter.
Sunday, April 23, 2006
Friday, April 14, 2006
The Half Your Age +7 Rule
So I'm in Pac-10 Country right now rubbing shoulders with suits managing billion dollar VC portfolios in hopes that someone will throw me some cash so I can be my own boss and not have to give in (er..at least as much) to The Man.
While mingling I've learned some very interesting things. First and foremost is the "half your age +7" rule which states that men are not allowed to date women who are younger than half their age plus seven. So if your a 50 year old silver fox, any lady friends under the age of 32 offically qualifies you as sketchy. Good to know...
Alright, so I'm way too tired and stressed to tell you more so here is some shit to read:
1.) I endorse this as my stance on the War in Iraq
2.) Texans should take Bush, but Young is so damn tempting.
3.) An impressive, but sexually graphic Simpson's impression. (not quite as good as lion porn)
While mingling I've learned some very interesting things. First and foremost is the "half your age +7" rule which states that men are not allowed to date women who are younger than half their age plus seven. So if your a 50 year old silver fox, any lady friends under the age of 32 offically qualifies you as sketchy. Good to know...
Alright, so I'm way too tired and stressed to tell you more so here is some shit to read:
1.) I endorse this as my stance on the War in Iraq
2.) Texans should take Bush, but Young is so damn tempting.
3.) An impressive, but sexually graphic Simpson's impression. (not quite as good as lion porn)
Monday, April 10, 2006
Fitting Finish
So as I spend my sober waking life working on my Campaign project, its only fitting that the Westwing comes to its election conclusion. Still two or three episodes remain. Tonight's episode included a nice rendition of "Deep In The Heart Of Texas" and a "Hook 'Em Horns" as Matt Santos won his crucial home state. But I won't spoil the ending. Instead drudge did that by spoiling the result of the election in his linked headline regarding this NYT article approx. 45 min before air time. The article is a spoiler as well, you've been warned.
Also, while doing what I like to call "rabbit hole research" I found this Washington Post article on The Music Caucus. What would the 500 most influential onion makers in Washington listen to if they were stranded on an island? Click Here.
Astro's are swinging the bat, Rocket's are heading for the lottery (pass the crow), and the Texan's are salivating about Reggie Bush.
Music keeping me going during hell week: American Edit, DSO, new Ghostface Killah, and Allman Brothers bootlegs.
Also, while doing what I like to call "rabbit hole research" I found this Washington Post article on The Music Caucus. What would the 500 most influential onion makers in Washington listen to if they were stranded on an island? Click Here.
Astro's are swinging the bat, Rocket's are heading for the lottery (pass the crow), and the Texan's are salivating about Reggie Bush.
Music keeping me going during hell week: American Edit, DSO, new Ghostface Killah, and Allman Brothers bootlegs.
Thursday, April 06, 2006
Country Music and Drunk Driving...a Lethal Combo
I really just don't want to do any work, so I surf and find shit like this.
Joe Jamail Gets 'Er Done
So I've heard dones of stories about Joe Jamail. I heard he took the bar as a 2L, studied the night before, passed by one point, and was quoted as saying he studied too hard 'cause he had a point to spare. It is for this reason that Joe Jamail's name is on everything around campus. It won't belong before we are all alums of the "Joe Jamail's University of Texas."
At any rate, Joe is old school. No fancy google searching to find information. No video conferencing. And no email. Today, old school meets the internet age. I present you with Joe Jamail does Deposition:
I love this YouTube embedding shit.
At any rate, Joe is old school. No fancy google searching to find information. No video conferencing. And no email. Today, old school meets the internet age. I present you with Joe Jamail does Deposition:
I love this YouTube embedding shit.
Monday, April 03, 2006
As The World Turns
Man its been a while. Sorry for the hiatus.
First things first. I owe an apology to Divisadero for underestimating his UCLA Bruins and the Pac-10. Tomorrow my shirt will read, "I eat crow and like it." I, however, will not be watching tomorrow's championship game. Both Final 4 games on Saturday night sucked harder than "Dumb and Dumberer." I've already moved on to next years college football season (Spring Game was this weekend) and...most importantly BASEBALL!!!
Tomorrow (actually later today), I will wake up to watch the Texas Rangers take on the Boston RedSox and take part in my "main" fantasy draft (an annual tradition, only this year no class on monday so I don't have to skip anything). Several players I'm anchoring this seasons fantasy fortunes on:
1.) Jonny Gomes -- OF --TB
2.) Ervin Sanatna -- SP -- LAA
3.) Curtis Granderson -- OF -- DET
4.) Jorge Cantu -- 2B/3B -- TB
Tampa Bay has a whole-lot-o-offense this season. They'll be buried down at the bottom of their division thanks to their pitching, but they'll be hitting this season.
As for the Astros: After last season the offense can't get worse. The addition of Preston Wilson and a full season of Lance Berkman bodes well for an improved offensive campaign this season. Unfortunately, after last season, the pitching can only get worse. With Clemens in limbo/retirement, the pitching staff has a solid foundation with Pettite and staff Ace Roy Oswalt. Backe makes a decent 3, but the 4 and 5 spots are gonna be a carosel (Wandy-Rod starting @ the 4 and probably Bucholtz, Hernandez, or Estacio getting the 5 to start) until someone breaks through. If Pettite or Oswalt get injured and the offense isn't markedly improved, it could be a long season with the Brewers being the next best team in the division (The Cards are far and away the best on paper in the central).
Alright, I've got mad group projects and meetings. I'm logging rediculous hours now, hence the 4:15AM posting (what time is it???). It'll be a while 'til I post again...unless I start going insane (wholly in the realm of possibilities)
Ok, final notes:
First things first. I owe an apology to Divisadero for underestimating his UCLA Bruins and the Pac-10. Tomorrow my shirt will read, "I eat crow and like it." I, however, will not be watching tomorrow's championship game. Both Final 4 games on Saturday night sucked harder than "Dumb and Dumberer." I've already moved on to next years college football season (Spring Game was this weekend) and...most importantly BASEBALL!!!
Tomorrow (actually later today), I will wake up to watch the Texas Rangers take on the Boston RedSox and take part in my "main" fantasy draft (an annual tradition, only this year no class on monday so I don't have to skip anything). Several players I'm anchoring this seasons fantasy fortunes on:
1.) Jonny Gomes -- OF --TB
2.) Ervin Sanatna -- SP -- LAA
3.) Curtis Granderson -- OF -- DET
4.) Jorge Cantu -- 2B/3B -- TB
Tampa Bay has a whole-lot-o-offense this season. They'll be buried down at the bottom of their division thanks to their pitching, but they'll be hitting this season.
As for the Astros: After last season the offense can't get worse. The addition of Preston Wilson and a full season of Lance Berkman bodes well for an improved offensive campaign this season. Unfortunately, after last season, the pitching can only get worse. With Clemens in limbo/retirement, the pitching staff has a solid foundation with Pettite and staff Ace Roy Oswalt. Backe makes a decent 3, but the 4 and 5 spots are gonna be a carosel (Wandy-Rod starting @ the 4 and probably Bucholtz, Hernandez, or Estacio getting the 5 to start) until someone breaks through. If Pettite or Oswalt get injured and the offense isn't markedly improved, it could be a long season with the Brewers being the next best team in the division (The Cards are far and away the best on paper in the central).
Alright, I've got mad group projects and meetings. I'm logging rediculous hours now, hence the 4:15AM posting (what time is it???). It'll be a while 'til I post again...unless I start going insane (wholly in the realm of possibilities)
Ok, final notes:
- See V For Vendetta
- New Ghostface Killah is fantastic
- The tonight's Westwing and Grey's Anatomy were fantastic.
Monday, March 20, 2006
SXSW in sum
I woke up this morning on a friends couch, a small piece of my soul left somewhere between La Zona Rosa and Club DeVille.
Take the dog out, buy $10 worth of Gatorade, and get back in time to watch Bradley beat Pitt (my bracket now completely depends on whether Texas wins or not, thanks to Kansas and Nevada, who decided to come to SXSW instead of showing up to play).
Slowly people start to trickle in who I vaguely remember meeting the night before. They are in the same boat as me. Some fat is chewed and inevitably the conversations turns to who did you hear last night? (Digger Phelps just picked Texas to beat Duke, I'm fucked).
So today this particular friend of a friend and I start talking about how organic an experience SXSW can be. I think he aptly described it as "herding cats."
In Sum:
Bands I liked that I never heard of coming in: Wolfmother, Jose Gonzalez, The Slip
Bands That Rocked you in the Face: Wolfmother, Rock 'n Roll Soldiers
Ready To Blowup: Amos Lee, Sia, and Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
Non-SXSW band that took me by surprise: Exit Clov
Now...3 days of huge quantities of cranberry juice, water, and non fried foods, 5 meetings, and tons of school work before the basketball games get started back up.
P.s. thank God for Thunderstorms.
Take the dog out, buy $10 worth of Gatorade, and get back in time to watch Bradley beat Pitt (my bracket now completely depends on whether Texas wins or not, thanks to Kansas and Nevada, who decided to come to SXSW instead of showing up to play).
Slowly people start to trickle in who I vaguely remember meeting the night before. They are in the same boat as me. Some fat is chewed and inevitably the conversations turns to who did you hear last night? (Digger Phelps just picked Texas to beat Duke, I'm fucked).
So today this particular friend of a friend and I start talking about how organic an experience SXSW can be. I think he aptly described it as "herding cats."
In Sum:
Bands I liked that I never heard of coming in: Wolfmother, Jose Gonzalez, The Slip
Bands That Rocked you in the Face: Wolfmother, Rock 'n Roll Soldiers
Ready To Blowup: Amos Lee, Sia, and Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
Non-SXSW band that took me by surprise: Exit Clov
Now...3 days of huge quantities of cranberry juice, water, and non fried foods, 5 meetings, and tons of school work before the basketball games get started back up.
P.s. thank God for Thunderstorms.
Thursday, March 16, 2006
SWXW
So tonite I saw Norah Jones @ the Amos Lee showcase and Elijah Wood @ the Wolfmother show. Good times.
Final four picks:
1.) Texas
2.) Kansas
3.) UConn
4.) Nevada
Could be the booze talking.
Final four picks:
1.) Texas
2.) Kansas
3.) UConn
4.) Nevada
Could be the booze talking.
Monday, March 06, 2006
Weddings are for the Offseason
I heard through the blog-o-sphere that everyones favorite conservative voice got engaged. Congrats to Patrick and his patient fiance! Remember Patrick, everything you need to know about marriage (or life in general) can be learned from baseball. Than being said, be sure to plan the wedding around the playoffs and the World Series.
On a side note, Paula Z will have a special on the Hell's Angels v. Heaven's Devils funeral battles, tonight at 7PM on CNN.
On a side note, Paula Z will have a special on the Hell's Angels v. Heaven's Devils funeral battles, tonight at 7PM on CNN.
Friday, March 03, 2006
The Weekend
Lots of good stuff to talk about.
First, Ruth and Antonin's 1st annual Jammie awards was fantastic. I saw Emily Kadens had a print out of her award hanging outside her office. I wonder if Cohen did the same?
Second,
Dude, I’m gonna be in the recording studio working on a demo CD all weekend so I won’t be able to see the Assault and Flattery show this weekend. Typically I wouldn’t be torn about this, but a Big Lebowski parody should never be missed. I’m really sorry I’m not gonna get to watch it. If anyone pirates a copy of the show, please let me know. Good luck to everyone I know in the show!
[Oh Yeah Update]: Jon Stewart is the shit.
Sunday, February 26, 2006
Steven Hawking On College Basketball
I watched the first two episodes of Steven Hawking's Universe on DVD this weekend which really got me thinking about religion again. I'm gonna wait 'til I finish the series before I say anything else on that topic. Strangely enough, my segway into the next months worth of stuff to talk about starts with another man in a wheelchair.
Tonight I watched the paraplegic mayor of Vancover, BC wave the Canadian flag the 8 times traditionally required to pass the Olympic torch from this years host to the 2010 host, officially signaling the end of the games...thankfully. Sam Sullivan was paralyzed in a skiing accident when he was 19. He joked that Canada ought not send their worst skier to represent them in Torino. You gotta have mad respect for a good sense of humor (as I learned this weekend). The close of the Olympics had Germany beating the USA, in the medal count, by 4 of those CD looking things. Canada was still 2nd, 2nd best. More importantly, the end of this ancient exhibition of courage, endurance, and "sisu" (and Ad revenue) means Spring Training and March Madness are upon us.
Aside from this weekend's 3-day bender (*wink*), I've been studying up a storm in anticipation of the counless hours of bracket breakdowns and spring reports I'll sift through in the coming month(s). See, this is what education's all about. Two years ago, I never would thought about studying ahead, one year ago I woulda thought about it and never done it, this year -- boo-ya-ka-sha! done and done.
Early predictions (i.e. before fact finding and observations): Astros win the World Series, Longhorns win the Tourney. Just a guess.
Oh yeah, and Congrats to the Collective 3L Class for the 1st annual Jammie in Attendance. I know I, and many others like me, worked hard not to go to class. Special thanks to Ruth and Antonin for hosting.
Tonight I watched the paraplegic mayor of Vancover, BC wave the Canadian flag the 8 times traditionally required to pass the Olympic torch from this years host to the 2010 host, officially signaling the end of the games...thankfully. Sam Sullivan was paralyzed in a skiing accident when he was 19. He joked that Canada ought not send their worst skier to represent them in Torino. You gotta have mad respect for a good sense of humor (as I learned this weekend). The close of the Olympics had Germany beating the USA, in the medal count, by 4 of those CD looking things. Canada was still 2nd, 2nd best. More importantly, the end of this ancient exhibition of courage, endurance, and "sisu" (and Ad revenue) means Spring Training and March Madness are upon us.
Aside from this weekend's 3-day bender (*wink*), I've been studying up a storm in anticipation of the counless hours of bracket breakdowns and spring reports I'll sift through in the coming month(s). See, this is what education's all about. Two years ago, I never would thought about studying ahead, one year ago I woulda thought about it and never done it, this year -- boo-ya-ka-sha! done and done.
Early predictions (i.e. before fact finding and observations): Astros win the World Series, Longhorns win the Tourney. Just a guess.
Oh yeah, and Congrats to the Collective 3L Class for the 1st annual Jammie in Attendance. I know I, and many others like me, worked hard not to go to class. Special thanks to Ruth and Antonin for hosting.
Friday, February 24, 2006
Update
So a friend found the link to the church that is protesting, rather celebrating, the death of American soliders as punishment from God for supporting a homosexual agenda. Here is the web site: www.GodHatesFags.com Doesn't get anymore "real" than that.
I hate to rant, but this is the kinda shit that makes me skeptical of religion. Let me be more clear, organized religion. Baseball, to me, is religion. But it ain't organized. The Catholic church, well they were so organized they pretty much owned the world for several hundred years, and then proceeded to cover up and spin stories about priests having sex with little boys. God's will my ass (no pun intended).
Undoubtedly organized religion can serve some just and laudable purposes. Feeding the homeless, providing companionship for the elderly, and brainwashing the youth are just a few. The problem with organized religion is that they are held accountable by a higher being. There are no checks and balances, no one is there to lay down the law, per se. In fact, I could just say that God told me to do this or that and call it a mandate. Actually thats funny, I think thats how we ended up at war in Iraq.
I hate to rant, but this is the kinda shit that makes me skeptical of religion. Let me be more clear, organized religion. Baseball, to me, is religion. But it ain't organized. The Catholic church, well they were so organized they pretty much owned the world for several hundred years, and then proceeded to cover up and spin stories about priests having sex with little boys. God's will my ass (no pun intended).
Undoubtedly organized religion can serve some just and laudable purposes. Feeding the homeless, providing companionship for the elderly, and brainwashing the youth are just a few. The problem with organized religion is that they are held accountable by a higher being. There are no checks and balances, no one is there to lay down the law, per se. In fact, I could just say that God told me to do this or that and call it a mandate. Actually thats funny, I think thats how we ended up at war in Iraq.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Harley Davidson v. Religious Fanatics
This is just amazing to me. First, I've always suspected that the extreme religious right was just a bit off their rocker. Well, religion in general I suppose. Maybe not off its rocker, but not exactly genuine. I grew up in a place where religion was clearly a business. Religion was more important that politics where I grew up. You couldn't be cool unless you were part of a youth group. At any rate, this left a bitter taste in my mouth for religion. I'm a big fan of God and am very spiritual, but religion is a bit of a mixed bag for me. I saw a great bumper sticker that said: "Religion: its the reason why the poor don't murder the rich." Like many bumper stickers, this one has some unfortunate complex truth to it.
Second, I'm a big fan of bikers. Maybe it was the "Easy Rider" VHS tape I had as a little kid, or the chill bikers who used to hang at Joe's and listen to blues music with me. Either way, I've always had an unspoken respect for bikers. They live by their own rules, drink like Irish priests, and always have respect for good music. Now they are traveling from funeral to funeral to shield the families of fallen American soliders from the bigotry of religion gone awry (something that, unfortunately, happens more often that not in my humble opinion).
So: Hells Angels = 1, Perverters of God's Word = 0
Second, I'm a big fan of bikers. Maybe it was the "Easy Rider" VHS tape I had as a little kid, or the chill bikers who used to hang at Joe's and listen to blues music with me. Either way, I've always had an unspoken respect for bikers. They live by their own rules, drink like Irish priests, and always have respect for good music. Now they are traveling from funeral to funeral to shield the families of fallen American soliders from the bigotry of religion gone awry (something that, unfortunately, happens more often that not in my humble opinion).
So: Hells Angels = 1, Perverters of God's Word = 0
Monday, February 13, 2006
Democrats Push For Gun Legislation
In the wake of the Cheney hunting fiasco, top Democratic leaders have authored a bill that would make it illegal for members of congress and the executive to shoot guns.
"We have a responsibility to our citizens to protect them from gun-happy politicians who can't tell the difference between a bright orange jacket and a white dove. This is about homeland security," noted Sen. Kerry (D-MA).
2008 Presidential hopeful Sen. George Allen (R-VA) noted, "Sen. Kerry is just mad becuase he looks like a total dork trying to shoot a gun. This wimpy piece of legislation is merely an attempt by Democrats to prevent their manly Republican counterparts from demonstrating their masculinity with hunting photo-ops. If is really about homeland security, then maybe we should prohibit members of the legislative branch from riding bikes too?"
A statement release early Monday by Cheney's staff stated, "This attempt by the liberal devils to take our freedom will not stand. We cannot and will not allow the democratic axis of evil to pry our constitutional rights from our cold dead hands. To ensure the safety of the American public we may have no choice but invade Congress to disarm the filibuster of mass destruction and wiretap every office. These steps will prove to be essential to protect our freedom."
Senator Kennedy (D-MA) was too hungover to comment as this article went to press.
"We have a responsibility to our citizens to protect them from gun-happy politicians who can't tell the difference between a bright orange jacket and a white dove. This is about homeland security," noted Sen. Kerry (D-MA).
2008 Presidential hopeful Sen. George Allen (R-VA) noted, "Sen. Kerry is just mad becuase he looks like a total dork trying to shoot a gun. This wimpy piece of legislation is merely an attempt by Democrats to prevent their manly Republican counterparts from demonstrating their masculinity with hunting photo-ops. If is really about homeland security, then maybe we should prohibit members of the legislative branch from riding bikes too?"
A statement release early Monday by Cheney's staff stated, "This attempt by the liberal devils to take our freedom will not stand. We cannot and will not allow the democratic axis of evil to pry our constitutional rights from our cold dead hands. To ensure the safety of the American public we may have no choice but invade Congress to disarm the filibuster of mass destruction and wiretap every office. These steps will prove to be essential to protect our freedom."
Senator Kennedy (D-MA) was too hungover to comment as this article went to press.
Thursday, February 09, 2006
I Hate JJ Redick
I hate Duke. Not so much the school or Coach K (I have tremendous respect for Coach K), but its basketball program. I guess I'm a proverbial fan of the underdog. For instance, Northwestern's upset win over Big10 leader
At any rate, Duke always gets its ass kissed by the powers that be. Dicky Vitale, the worlds most annoying announcer, is always on Duke's nuts. The only impartial commentator on the "great" ESPN is Jay Bilas, who actually played at Duke and went to law school there. While he may be biased, it makes it a point to pick the team apart every chance he gets in order to increase his credibility...and it works.
So with Duke's mythical status comes top recruits and favorable officiating. In fact, the commish of the ACC recently suspended a ref for a bad technical foul in the
For me the Dukies are the Yankees of NCAA, the Tarheels are the Red Sox. I dislike them both, but I hate the Dukies sooooo much more. It, of course, doesn't help that the Dukies ripped the Longhorns by 30 in December. But thats because JJ Redick dropped a Kobe-like 41. I chalk that performance up to cocaine.
But it's performances like that, and his 35pt explosion against UNC (along with a national "shocker"), that make virtually every college basketball pundit in the country lick his nuts and tag him as the "best college basketball player in the country." He's good, no doubt. He'll be a top-10 pick. Coach K has really brought him along. He's a completely arrogant ass, so he'll fit in well in the NBA. But incase you haven't really been following college basketball, the best player in the country is Adam "The Mustache" Morrison.
Drawing unfair comparisons to the likes of Larry Bird, Morrison is the epitome of clutch. He leads a team with no other legitimate stars. And while he might play against inferior competition, he is a fierce competitor day in and day out. Plus, he doesn’t play for Duke and has a “killer stash.”
So…as March madness roll into town, remember: No one likes a Duke fan, everyone loves The Stash!
P.S. sorry for the random post....lots going on. Here is some of JJ's poetry! Unintentionally hilarious.
Update: Also, watch him pick his nose.
Monday, February 06, 2006
Pop Psychology
So it's been a while since I've written, I know. I should have emulated Eastern's tact and said something, I know. But seeing as how this random spot on the internet is my favorite form of procrastination, my lack of "talking" is a symptom of me actually doing shit which is even more troubling. Something should be said for sticking to your strengths.
At any rate, I’ve got plenty ‘o story to tell, but none that would be interesting enough to everyone without some significant character development. I’m lazy, so you can simply assume they were debaucherous, embarrassing, and alcohol induced.
Few things I do want to talk about.
1.) Gray’s Anatomy. This show continues to impress me (and clearly others). A show with diverse characters, both ethnically and dimensionally. Written by the only black women writing and producing primetime television shows (or so I’ve been told, and Oprah doesn’t count). Great soundtrack. And only borderline cheesy (meaning only sometimes, rather than all time on TV).
This weeks episode, cleverly designed to woo the male audience after the super-bowl with a nice 3F-on-1M shower fantasy, had some incredibly salient moments. One that was particularly relevant was the conversation b/w hot model Dr. Izzy Stevens and dopey-underdog guy Dr George O'Malley about there being two types of people in the world: Do’ers and Watcher’s. Now be default I resist the creatively destructive use of dichotomies, but every now and then I’ll let one by. This is one of them.
That, tied in with the struggle b/w fear for ones own life and risking it for another; of having a sense of duty; created a nice little carpe diem taste in my mouth.
For that reason, I will be attending all my classes this week. As Ruth has eloquently pointed out, by pure fortune of PVDD, I have a good chance of getting lucky by just showing up. Ok, neither probably will happen. But fuck it, we only live once. Be a do’er (no pun intended at all), not a watcher (that’s just creepy).
3.) Is privacy legislation going to become an issue on the table in the next election? Maybe, depends on who gets to frame the debate and whether anymore things like this end up in the media-sphere.
4.) The Astros are going to be good this year, even though they haven’t done much of anything in the off-season and lost a Hall-of-Famer with 7 Cy Young’s. Bagwell is the heaviest issue and well determine whether they are great or just better than average. That’s a whole discussion in an of itself.
Anyways, I will be doing a lot of writing (in addition to theoretically attending class) over the next few days. Whether it’s the shit I’m supposed to be working on or this blog remains to be seen (as a sign of serious procrastination). Just in case, y’all are on notice.
Saturday, January 28, 2006
Study v. Clean
Typically, as finals approach, students across the United States procrastinate by cleaning their respective living spaces. For me, cleaning instead of studying is typically the very last delay tactic I engage in to avoid studying. Today I chose to clean over study. I don't know what that says about my lasts semester thus far. Actually kinda worries me.
On the way back from Ghetto-BE to get some Tide and picture hanging materials I killed a squirrel. I feel awful. But its been a dark shitty kinda day.
This Craigslist post-of-the-day showed me the light. I am born again!
On the way back from Ghetto-BE to get some Tide and picture hanging materials I killed a squirrel. I feel awful. But its been a dark shitty kinda day.
This Craigslist post-of-the-day showed me the light. I am born again!
Friday, January 27, 2006
Friday...You Ain't Got No Job...Don't Remind Me
So its Friday once again and I am studying at ultra hip coffee place I don't belong. I do recognize at least three or four other law students here.
I partied way too much during the week. Had my fun, two worthy hangovers, and a run-in with a long lost ex-girlfriend. The one night I didn't party, my friend who shall remain nameless, ended up in an akward threesome with two married photographers from LA. Not so much becuase they liked him, but becuase of spite. My friend didn't have the foggiest clue either were married (beer goggle side-effect). Turns out one lady slammed the others in a taxi cab door. So when she got back to the hotel room she stripped and proceeded to jump into bed with my friend and the other woman. Just to piss her friend off. I mean, damn, thats a helluva a way to get revenge. As my friend described it, "cool, but akward." Even if nothing else happened this week, that story alone would have been enough to make me smile.
For those of you not "hip" to the Austin scene, and by that I mean you don't religiously read the Chronicle, please check out this weeks cover picture. Certain to ruffle a few feathers and ignite a few heated conversations.
Also, I though this was interesting. Turns out that it only takes a few Jewish holidays to get the President to promote the guy trying to send you to prison. No wonder the Dems are insisting on an independant investigator. In theory he couldn't be appointed to the federal bench to get him off Mobster Jack's Ass.
Tonite's plans.....OC reruns? Movie @ Dobie? Or Stand outside of the sold out show at Emo's? fuck it...I'll read evidence.
I partied way too much during the week. Had my fun, two worthy hangovers, and a run-in with a long lost ex-girlfriend. The one night I didn't party, my friend who shall remain nameless, ended up in an akward threesome with two married photographers from LA. Not so much becuase they liked him, but becuase of spite. My friend didn't have the foggiest clue either were married (beer goggle side-effect). Turns out one lady slammed the others in a taxi cab door. So when she got back to the hotel room she stripped and proceeded to jump into bed with my friend and the other woman. Just to piss her friend off. I mean, damn, thats a helluva a way to get revenge. As my friend described it, "cool, but akward." Even if nothing else happened this week, that story alone would have been enough to make me smile.
For those of you not "hip" to the Austin scene, and by that I mean you don't religiously read the Chronicle, please check out this weeks cover picture. Certain to ruffle a few feathers and ignite a few heated conversations.
Also, I though this was interesting. Turns out that it only takes a few Jewish holidays to get the President to promote the guy trying to send you to prison. No wonder the Dems are insisting on an independant investigator. In theory he couldn't be appointed to the federal bench to get him off Mobster Jack's Ass.
Tonite's plans.....OC reruns? Movie @ Dobie? Or Stand outside of the sold out show at Emo's? fuck it...I'll read evidence.
So its Friday once again and I am studying at ultra hip coffee place I don't belong. I do recognize at least three or four other law students here.
I partied way too much during the week. Had my fun, two worthy hangovers, and a run-in with a long lost ex-girlfriend. The one night I didn't party, my friend who shall remain nameless, ended up in an akward threesome with two married photographers from LA. Not so much becuase they liked him, but becuase of spite. My friend didn't have the foggiest clue either were married (beer goggle side-effect). Turns out one lady slammed the others in a taxi cab door. So when she got back to the hotel room she stripped and proceeded to jump into bed with my friend and the other woman. Just to piss her friend off. I mean, damn, thats a helluva a way to get revenge. As my friend described it, "cool, but akward." Even if nothing else happened this week, that story alone would have been enough to make me smile.
For those of you not "hip" to the Austin scene, and by that I mean you don't religiously read the Chronicle, please check out this weeks cover picture. Certain to ruffle a few feathers and ignite a few heated conversations.
Also, I though this was interesting. Turns out that it only takes a few Jewish holidays to get the President to promote the guy trying to send you to prison. No wonder the Dems are insisting on an independant investigator. In theory he couldn't be appointed to the federal bench to get him off Mobster Jack's Ass.
Tonite's plans.....OC reruns? Movie @ Dobie? Or Stand outside of the sold out show at Emo's? fuck it...I'll read evidence.
I partied way too much during the week. Had my fun, two worthy hangovers, and a run-in with a long lost ex-girlfriend. The one night I didn't party, my friend who shall remain nameless, ended up in an akward threesome with two married photographers from LA. Not so much becuase they liked him, but becuase of spite. My friend didn't have the foggiest clue either were married (beer goggle side-effect). Turns out one lady slammed the others in a taxi cab door. So when she got back to the hotel room she stripped and proceeded to jump into bed with my friend and the other woman. Just to piss her friend off. I mean, damn, thats a helluva a way to get revenge. As my friend described it, "cool, but akward." Even if nothing else happened this week, that story alone would have been enough to make me smile.
For those of you not "hip" to the Austin scene, and by that I mean you don't religiously read the Chronicle, please check out this weeks cover picture. Certain to ruffle a few feathers and ignite a few heated conversations.
Also, I though this was interesting. Turns out that it only takes a few Jewish holidays to get the President to promote the guy trying to send you to prison. No wonder the Dems are insisting on an independant investigator. In theory he couldn't be appointed to the federal bench to get him off Mobster Jack's Ass.
Tonite's plans.....OC reruns? Movie @ Dobie? Or Stand outside of the sold out show at Emo's? fuck it...I'll read evidence.
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Throwing Stones At The Establishment, WestWing, and The Astros
So discontent with the legal establishment seems to be a prevailing theme this week.
As linked in an earlier post, NBC has announced that this will be the final season of the political soap-drama Westwing. I know for many law students, my self included, many-a-class have been missed to watch Westwing marathons. I lost the better part of a semester when the law school library got the complete series on DVD.
Sunday's episode "Duck and Cover" was one of the better episodes aired since creator Aaron Sorkin left the writing staff. Penned by former Gore speech writer Eli Attie, the episode mixed and balanced issues including nuclear energy politics, politicizing tragedy, and executive handling of domestic crisis. Anyone who religiously watched coverage of the Katrina disaster had to be running dual plot lines in their heads while watching Sunday's episode.
The Astros have announced that they will file an insurance claim on Jeff Bagwell's contract. Much like the Roger Clemens situation they were forced into in December, the Astros are facing a difficult PR position. Do what is undoubtedly best for the club at the expense of one of the classiest ballplayers and the face of the franchise? Or pay Bagwell 15 Million to hit once or twice a game. If the insurance doctors determine that Bagwell can no longer throw/play, Bagwell's career will be over.
Finally I want to extend my deepest sympathy to the family and friends of John Rammington who passed away on Sunday. John worked at the front desk of the Law School library for over 20 years. He was incredibly kind, helpful, and open-minded. I had many a discussion with him on my way out from the library at 2AM during finals cramming sessions.
Alright, back to the grind.....two more weeks.
As linked in an earlier post, NBC has announced that this will be the final season of the political soap-drama Westwing. I know for many law students, my self included, many-a-class have been missed to watch Westwing marathons. I lost the better part of a semester when the law school library got the complete series on DVD.
Sunday's episode "Duck and Cover" was one of the better episodes aired since creator Aaron Sorkin left the writing staff. Penned by former Gore speech writer Eli Attie, the episode mixed and balanced issues including nuclear energy politics, politicizing tragedy, and executive handling of domestic crisis. Anyone who religiously watched coverage of the Katrina disaster had to be running dual plot lines in their heads while watching Sunday's episode.
The Astros have announced that they will file an insurance claim on Jeff Bagwell's contract. Much like the Roger Clemens situation they were forced into in December, the Astros are facing a difficult PR position. Do what is undoubtedly best for the club at the expense of one of the classiest ballplayers and the face of the franchise? Or pay Bagwell 15 Million to hit once or twice a game. If the insurance doctors determine that Bagwell can no longer throw/play, Bagwell's career will be over.
Finally I want to extend my deepest sympathy to the family and friends of John Rammington who passed away on Sunday. John worked at the front desk of the Law School library for over 20 years. He was incredibly kind, helpful, and open-minded. I had many a discussion with him on my way out from the library at 2AM during finals cramming sessions.
Alright, back to the grind.....two more weeks.
Sunday, January 22, 2006
Party On The Weekdays, Study On The Weekend
I think I might have been a bit too gungho about my final semester. Waaaay too much to read in the first week of class. Combine classes with a part time job, some interscholastic competitions, and my addiction to air hockey on 6th street and I can see this semester devolving into an academic mess. Even moreso than last semester. Fuck!
Anyways, this coffee shop has me feeling like I'm not weird enough to belong. Sometimes I think people want so badly to be different that they become like everyone else who wants to be different. Self defeating? At the same time, these ultra hip/retro/trendy coffee shop environments are just fucked up enough to feel like home. It's really funny actually. I feel like an outsider at the law school with all the goal oriented future lawyers...and I feel like an outsider with all the trendy outsiders at the hipster caffeine junction. Do people exist in the middle of the spectrum anymore!?!?
Ok, heres a few links to entertain yourself while I read things I will have forgotten tomorrow:
1.) The University of Spoiled Children
2.) Goodbye Pres. Bartlett
Anyways, this coffee shop has me feeling like I'm not weird enough to belong. Sometimes I think people want so badly to be different that they become like everyone else who wants to be different. Self defeating? At the same time, these ultra hip/retro/trendy coffee shop environments are just fucked up enough to feel like home. It's really funny actually. I feel like an outsider at the law school with all the goal oriented future lawyers...and I feel like an outsider with all the trendy outsiders at the hipster caffeine junction. Do people exist in the middle of the spectrum anymore!?!?
Ok, heres a few links to entertain yourself while I read things I will have forgotten tomorrow:
1.) The University of Spoiled Children
2.) Goodbye Pres. Bartlett
Saturday, January 21, 2006
You Remember That One Time When Cartman...
Car died today. Missed my first class of the semester....so it begins (see goal #1). Ended up walking the dogs to 'da Shores and ch.illing there for three hours If it were not for a fully loaded Ipod and Super Trooper sunglasses, it would have been a totally shitty day. Instead it was just unproductive.
Two blogs posts thus far chron(what?)icling the first drinking orgy of the semester. $2500 in 45 min, not bad.
For anyone desiring the ultimate in procrastination tools...d/L the StumbleUpon tool bar.
And now, the Craigslist Ad of the Day: You "Rock" My World
Two blogs posts thus far chron(what?)icling the first drinking orgy of the semester. $2500 in 45 min, not bad.
For anyone desiring the ultimate in procrastination tools...d/L the StumbleUpon tool bar.
And now, the Craigslist Ad of the Day: You "Rock" My World
Thursday, January 19, 2006
$2500 Bar Tabs Are Common For Lawyers
Tuesday was my last first day of school. If I wasn't so damn tired I probably would have gotten sentimental. Since I've been in school for 20 years, I'm not entirely sure I belong in the "real world." I certainly can't imagine living with 6 perfect strangers and getting drunk everynight. Well at least living with 6 perfect strangers.
In honor of my final semester in an academic institution I've set forth several goals.
1.) Actually go to class
2.) Actually read the material
3.) Drink more
4.) Talk to more law students.
5.) Have a great time.
I know, some of these might seem mutually exclusive. But I'm certain you can talk to law students and still have a great time (see resolution #3). They can't all be evil spawn.
Also, I'm the proud new parent of a sleek 30gig Ipod. After three weeks of usage, I don't know how I lived without one. I've discovered that owning an Ipod is kinda like owning a Prius. Ipod owners acknowledge eachothers presence more often. I wonder how long it will be before Larry David writes an Ipod episode for Curb. Anyways, if anyone has good suggestions for new music I'm all ears. My latest Ipod addition is My Morning Jacket's "Z" album. Fucking fantastic.
Alright, time to dig into that bar tab....brought to you by People Who'd Like To Own Your Soul.
In honor of my final semester in an academic institution I've set forth several goals.
1.) Actually go to class
2.) Actually read the material
3.) Drink more
4.) Talk to more law students.
5.) Have a great time.
I know, some of these might seem mutually exclusive. But I'm certain you can talk to law students and still have a great time (see resolution #3). They can't all be evil spawn.
Also, I'm the proud new parent of a sleek 30gig Ipod. After three weeks of usage, I don't know how I lived without one. I've discovered that owning an Ipod is kinda like owning a Prius. Ipod owners acknowledge eachothers presence more often. I wonder how long it will be before Larry David writes an Ipod episode for Curb. Anyways, if anyone has good suggestions for new music I'm all ears. My latest Ipod addition is My Morning Jacket's "Z" album. Fucking fantastic.
Alright, time to dig into that bar tab....brought to you by People Who'd Like To Own Your Soul.
Sunday, January 15, 2006
Uncle Vince Young
Classes are right around the corner. The Rose Bowl is slowly, very slowly, becoming a part of the past rather than part of the present. And grades are beginning to slowly pour, nay, trickle into the magical space on utexas.edu/law/students. This is my last semester, I shall not go without a fight.
So while I drink in celebration of the national championship, you can check out EDSBS.
So while I drink in celebration of the national championship, you can check out EDSBS.
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
National Championship
I was gonna break this whole game down on a position by position basis. But honestly people, I ain't getting paid to do this shit, so theres no way I'm doing that much work when I could be reading and drinking great wines. Now if I had classes to study for, I'da written a novel on the matchup.
At any rate I have identified several keys to the game:
1.) Texas must establish a rushing game early. USC has a suspect secondary (by suspect I mean, that they are good not great, which is more than most Big 12 teams can say). If UT can establish the run early, then USC will be forced to jam the box and give Vince single coverage.
2.) Fumbles, Ints, stupid penalties. Given that UT can realistically only hope to contain Reggie Bush (i.e. 200yds, 2TDs would be ideal), they need to make the most of every possession. USC leads the country in turnover margin. So if, as I suggest, UT must run to win, there are gonna be a whole lot of opportunities to put the ball on the ground. This is why Selvin Young and not Jamal Charles will start at RB.
3.) Be sufficiently drunk. This way, no matter what happens, you'll have a story to tell (or makeup). If UT wins, celebration. If UT loses, drink 'til ya can't remember.
Prediction: 34-28 Texas.
Hook 'Em
At any rate I have identified several keys to the game:
1.) Texas must establish a rushing game early. USC has a suspect secondary (by suspect I mean, that they are good not great, which is more than most Big 12 teams can say). If UT can establish the run early, then USC will be forced to jam the box and give Vince single coverage.
2.) Fumbles, Ints, stupid penalties. Given that UT can realistically only hope to contain Reggie Bush (i.e. 200yds, 2TDs would be ideal), they need to make the most of every possession. USC leads the country in turnover margin. So if, as I suggest, UT must run to win, there are gonna be a whole lot of opportunities to put the ball on the ground. This is why Selvin Young and not Jamal Charles will start at RB.
3.) Be sufficiently drunk. This way, no matter what happens, you'll have a story to tell (or makeup). If UT wins, celebration. If UT loses, drink 'til ya can't remember.
Prediction: 34-28 Texas.
Hook 'Em
Sunday, January 01, 2006
Rest In Peace "Blue"
Obligatory Happy New Years Post
So what do you think is the percentage of people who kick off the new year with a hangover?
I was lucky enough to not fall into that category. Sign of things to come? Here's to hope.
Don't forget to eat your black-eyed peas today.
I was lucky enough to not fall into that category. Sign of things to come? Here's to hope.
Don't forget to eat your black-eyed peas today.
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