But unfortunately there are no linemen in 5 on 5 football in Deerfield NH. So I spent part of my afternoon huffing and puffing and trying to cover my brother Philip and brother in law Tony. I'm going to be in some bit of pain tomorrow. The highlight of the day, at least for the Cambridge Girard/Canton Girard/Stratham Girard/Williams team was my brother Michael lofting a pass that was defended well by Tony of the Williams/Greenfield Girard/Stratham Girard team, only as he deflected it, it landed in the unsuspecting hands of my brother Peter - for a touchdown! Sadly, due to a bad call by the ref (my dad, who called Keith in bounds when he was clearly about 10 feet out of bounds), my team ended up losing, 4-3.
I ended up listening to the last part of the 3rd quarter through the end of the BC game on my way home - I can't believe that I started listing to 2o minutes of a football game in Deerfield NH, and the game ended as I was passing through Quincy MA. What a game though. BC's in the ACC championship game next weekend - go Eagles!!
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
Movie Night
Well, now that the cat is out of the bag, and most of you know that Meghan has come down with what we'll call in this space the "affliction", she's been taking in some early bedtimes. Though this generally means that I pass out on the couch watching sportscenter or the celtics, or something to that effect, tonight I decided to take advantage of our new Fios service and watch an on-demand movie (on skinemax). Tonight, I decided on what is sure to be an instant classic, AVP: Requiem. If you aren't familiar with AVP, it stands for Alien Versus Predator, which next to the ligor is pretty much the coolest (couple of extraterrestrial) animal(s).
At the 13:36 minute mark, I realized it wasn't only deserving of being watched, but also being live-blogged about. Here's where we're at:
In 13 minutes, we've found out that we're picking up right after the smash hit AVP, and as the predator ship is leaving Earth, an Alien explodes out of the abdomen of a fallen predator, causes general havoc, and sends the predator ship falling to Earth. And this is the intelligible part of the story line. So far the human parts, some small town yokels in Treeville, USA, have been dittering about, without much direction. There was a supposed coed bouncing around in a miniskirt, which was a highlight, but otherwise we've already had at least 3 unintelligible story lines introduced, which of course is completely unnecessary as they're all going to die. If you aren't seeing the parallels to porn, I don't know what to tell you.
Anyway, now you're caught up. Let's delve in... this should be fantastic!
13:41 Did I mention hat the movie is 94 minutes long? That's still almost 15 minutes longer than that 4 Christmases movie that Meghan and I are bound to go see. Where does Hollywood get off making short movies and charging full price? Unbelievable.
15:06 Did I also mention that a little kid was one of the ones that got the alien-on-the-face job? Sad to see him go. Though he was a whiny little brat. Oh, and we're on new story line number 4. Something about an army mom. Blah.
Sound is no longer emanating from the bedroom... Meghan is asleep. Shocking.
16:55 Storylines 2 and 3 just merged. Somewhat. I'm actually certain some of these guys are in porn, they're acting ability is just about as high. The aliens and the token homeless dude have more acting ability than the "tough guys". Oh, bold prediction. Homeless guy and his dog are the next to get aliens on the face.
19:08 Oh yeah, I was right. 1 for 1. And as a bonus, homeless guys drunk homeless girlfriend got her drunk homeless ass handed to her by a fully grown alien. Here comes Mr. Predator (he prefers the honorific before his name) to save the day. If by saving the day, you mean killing aliens and humans for fun.
Oh, I probably should have mentioned that Mr. Predator flew from his home planet when he got a signal that the last spaceship went down. At least he has something to watch. Fios has channel numbers that go over 1000, and yet there still isn't anything on.
23:26 The bar owner from True Blood has a bit part in story line #4 (have I mentioned that that's 6 storylines too many for a movie of this nature??) He's not quite as creepy here. Then again, he's still kinda creepy. Its all a matter of degrees.
While I ponder why the guys from story lines 2/3 wander through a sewer, I'll move on to the B's stunning 7-2 win over the Islanders this afternoon. Actually, as none of you care, I won't. But you'll all be sorry when I was on the bandwagon first and there's no room in the front come springtime.
28:52 Storylines 1 & 2 just sorta merged. If I had rented a porn and there were this much plot, I would have asked for my money back by now. Lets get to the bloodshed!
Cool moment of the movie so far: Mr. Predator has a special elixir that makes things disappear. Like dead bodies. Like the one he just created. Kind of handy. Bet OJ wish he had had that.
Have I mentioned that i haven't really stopped typing, other than to look up at the screen from time to time? The timestamps happen to be when cool stuff happens and all... but I get the feeling this is turning into a 94 good minutes post...
33:02 Riddle me this: why does Mr. Predator, who came to save the day, destroy the evidence of the prior spaceship crash, the dead humans, and the alien-on-the-face things, and yet when he kills someone, he skins them and hangs them from a tree a la the first Predator movie? Seems a little... I dunno. Overkill. if that's the right word.
Oh and our token blond? acts as well as a porn starlet. Kind of like how I used to say that basketball would be better on ice, with a puck and sticks, this movie would be better with some nudity and hardcore action. Or the massive slayings could just start up, instead of the stupid plot developments. Either way.
39:31 Meh. The first uber cool fight AVP stylee was in a dark sewer. Lame. I could barely see it. Kind of cool however, the dead predator that had the alien explode out of it created a freaky cool alien/predator combo. Kind of like the weird Alien/Human combo in Alien:Resurrection... now that was an effed up movie. But this new hybrid isn't as creepy, just badass.
And that last paragraph is where I realized that between the Alien movies, and the predator movies, this is the 7th I've seen. I can guarantee you that no more than 3 should have been made, and no more than 4 have been profitable for the studios.
43:51 Hotness and loserboy are about to go for a swim. This can only end badly. but at least we're getting closer to the porn side of things. Oh wait. Mr. Fmr BF just showed up, much to hotness and loserboys chagrin.
49:49 Were now location-aware... the action is some place in Colorado. Sweet. No place better for a killin' then Colorado.
52:17 What a mess. Bold prediction #2, because of the poor job being done by Mr. Predator, he's going to end up nuking poor litte town south (or north, or whatever) of Colorado Springs. At this point, all of the plot lines have merged, and about half of the cast is still alive.
Best line of the movie so far - "People are dying. We need guns". Huh, well, when you put it that way, I suppose you're right.
Random plot twist: Hotness, not Mr. Police, knew where the towns stash of guns was. Strange, as she's supposed to be in high school. What exactly is she planning?
55:20 The national guard just showed up. Huh. You would think that this movie was made pre-Katrina with that sort of fantasy response time. Oh, and its raining there too. Kinda funny.
New best line, courtesy of hotness: "we're not gonna make it, are we?" No sweety, you aren't. Now just die quietly.
59:10 And we just crossed a new line - the hybrid A/P just found the maternity ward... and a pregnant woman. And just did something weird. Like, injected something down her throat weird. I feel ill. This is going nowhere good.
Is this a bad time to mention there may be spoilers involved? After an hour of this movie, I'm pretty sure I can safely say you don't want to see this movie. Whoever you are.
1:03:56 I can safely say that after what just happened in the maternity ward, that this movie never, EVER should have been made. And I never should have started watching it.
The director has to be given some credit for taking an utterly disturbing movie, and setting it at night, in the rain, without power. It takes some of the edge off. And believe me, there's plenty of edge. If AVP was a 1 on the 1-10 good movie scale, and a 2 on the wierd crap o meter scale, then AVP 2 is definitely a -4 and a +100 respectively.
1:08:00 New best line of the movie. "THE GOVERNMENT DOESN'T LIE TO US!" I don't even need to come up with something funny to make that seem hysterical. Oh, and btw it appears to be the government that's going to do the bombing of the small little town. Right now, the ensemble of F list actors is deciding if road A or road B is the correct path, knowing that the wrong choice leads to certain death. Did I mention that I figured out that both choices lead to certain death?
1:12:32 Our heroes, searching for the helicopter at the hospital, ended up in the maternity ward. I would have started with the roof, personally. One distinction between predators and aliens, if you haven't seen the movies before - the predators apparently are familiar with door handles. Aliens seem to use brute force for, well, everything.
1:15:33 Well, I'm checking out mentally. Hotness just bit the dust. Loserboy is peeved, to say the least. Oops, now he's dead too. Er, almost dead.
I was just wondering who was going to fly the helicopter (they finally found the roof, after much sidetracking), but then I remember that Iraqwarwoman was around to save the day. Cause you know, she knows how to fly a chopper.
1:21:06 We're back to the predator versus hybrid battle. Kind of cool. Invariably one of the aliens will make it on to the helicopter, by the way.
1:24:33 Shocking. The government lied. Instead of sending in an evac unit, it bombed the city. Only our fair friends on the chopper made it out alive. But the government spared them once they were found. Interesting.
1:28:14 Ok, I'll say it. Worst. Movie. Ever. I don't even know how it got made. I want my hour and a half back. I'm sure you want your time back Wow. That was just bad.
Some interesting closing facts: the movie scores a 14 on Rotten Tomatoes. It made 41 million... FORTY ONE MILLION! in the box office, when it came out less than a year ago. And here I was thinking it came out ages ago! I'll have to check out wikipedia to see if there was anything I missed while typing... but I'll tell you what, it can't be much.
Hope you enjoyed the movie as much as I did.
At the 13:36 minute mark, I realized it wasn't only deserving of being watched, but also being live-blogged about. Here's where we're at:
In 13 minutes, we've found out that we're picking up right after the smash hit AVP, and as the predator ship is leaving Earth, an Alien explodes out of the abdomen of a fallen predator, causes general havoc, and sends the predator ship falling to Earth. And this is the intelligible part of the story line. So far the human parts, some small town yokels in Treeville, USA, have been dittering about, without much direction. There was a supposed coed bouncing around in a miniskirt, which was a highlight, but otherwise we've already had at least 3 unintelligible story lines introduced, which of course is completely unnecessary as they're all going to die. If you aren't seeing the parallels to porn, I don't know what to tell you.
Anyway, now you're caught up. Let's delve in... this should be fantastic!
13:41 Did I mention hat the movie is 94 minutes long? That's still almost 15 minutes longer than that 4 Christmases movie that Meghan and I are bound to go see. Where does Hollywood get off making short movies and charging full price? Unbelievable.
15:06 Did I also mention that a little kid was one of the ones that got the alien-on-the-face job? Sad to see him go. Though he was a whiny little brat. Oh, and we're on new story line number 4. Something about an army mom. Blah.
Sound is no longer emanating from the bedroom... Meghan is asleep. Shocking.
16:55 Storylines 2 and 3 just merged. Somewhat. I'm actually certain some of these guys are in porn, they're acting ability is just about as high. The aliens and the token homeless dude have more acting ability than the "tough guys". Oh, bold prediction. Homeless guy and his dog are the next to get aliens on the face.
19:08 Oh yeah, I was right. 1 for 1. And as a bonus, homeless guys drunk homeless girlfriend got her drunk homeless ass handed to her by a fully grown alien. Here comes Mr. Predator (he prefers the honorific before his name) to save the day. If by saving the day, you mean killing aliens and humans for fun.
Oh, I probably should have mentioned that Mr. Predator flew from his home planet when he got a signal that the last spaceship went down. At least he has something to watch. Fios has channel numbers that go over 1000, and yet there still isn't anything on.
23:26 The bar owner from True Blood has a bit part in story line #4 (have I mentioned that that's 6 storylines too many for a movie of this nature??) He's not quite as creepy here. Then again, he's still kinda creepy. Its all a matter of degrees.
While I ponder why the guys from story lines 2/3 wander through a sewer, I'll move on to the B's stunning 7-2 win over the Islanders this afternoon. Actually, as none of you care, I won't. But you'll all be sorry when I was on the bandwagon first and there's no room in the front come springtime.
28:52 Storylines 1 & 2 just sorta merged. If I had rented a porn and there were this much plot, I would have asked for my money back by now. Lets get to the bloodshed!
Cool moment of the movie so far: Mr. Predator has a special elixir that makes things disappear. Like dead bodies. Like the one he just created. Kind of handy. Bet OJ wish he had had that.
Have I mentioned that i haven't really stopped typing, other than to look up at the screen from time to time? The timestamps happen to be when cool stuff happens and all... but I get the feeling this is turning into a 94 good minutes post...
33:02 Riddle me this: why does Mr. Predator, who came to save the day, destroy the evidence of the prior spaceship crash, the dead humans, and the alien-on-the-face things, and yet when he kills someone, he skins them and hangs them from a tree a la the first Predator movie? Seems a little... I dunno. Overkill. if that's the right word.
Oh and our token blond? acts as well as a porn starlet. Kind of like how I used to say that basketball would be better on ice, with a puck and sticks, this movie would be better with some nudity and hardcore action. Or the massive slayings could just start up, instead of the stupid plot developments. Either way.
39:31 Meh. The first uber cool fight AVP stylee was in a dark sewer. Lame. I could barely see it. Kind of cool however, the dead predator that had the alien explode out of it created a freaky cool alien/predator combo. Kind of like the weird Alien/Human combo in Alien:Resurrection... now that was an effed up movie. But this new hybrid isn't as creepy, just badass.
And that last paragraph is where I realized that between the Alien movies, and the predator movies, this is the 7th I've seen. I can guarantee you that no more than 3 should have been made, and no more than 4 have been profitable for the studios.
43:51 Hotness and loserboy are about to go for a swim. This can only end badly. but at least we're getting closer to the porn side of things. Oh wait. Mr. Fmr BF just showed up, much to hotness and loserboys chagrin.
49:49 Were now location-aware... the action is some place in Colorado. Sweet. No place better for a killin' then Colorado.
52:17 What a mess. Bold prediction #2, because of the poor job being done by Mr. Predator, he's going to end up nuking poor litte town south (or north, or whatever) of Colorado Springs. At this point, all of the plot lines have merged, and about half of the cast is still alive.
Best line of the movie so far - "People are dying. We need guns". Huh, well, when you put it that way, I suppose you're right.
Random plot twist: Hotness, not Mr. Police, knew where the towns stash of guns was. Strange, as she's supposed to be in high school. What exactly is she planning?
55:20 The national guard just showed up. Huh. You would think that this movie was made pre-Katrina with that sort of fantasy response time. Oh, and its raining there too. Kinda funny.
New best line, courtesy of hotness: "we're not gonna make it, are we?" No sweety, you aren't. Now just die quietly.
59:10 And we just crossed a new line - the hybrid A/P just found the maternity ward... and a pregnant woman. And just did something weird. Like, injected something down her throat weird. I feel ill. This is going nowhere good.
Is this a bad time to mention there may be spoilers involved? After an hour of this movie, I'm pretty sure I can safely say you don't want to see this movie. Whoever you are.
1:03:56 I can safely say that after what just happened in the maternity ward, that this movie never, EVER should have been made. And I never should have started watching it.
The director has to be given some credit for taking an utterly disturbing movie, and setting it at night, in the rain, without power. It takes some of the edge off. And believe me, there's plenty of edge. If AVP was a 1 on the 1-10 good movie scale, and a 2 on the wierd crap o meter scale, then AVP 2 is definitely a -4 and a +100 respectively.
1:08:00 New best line of the movie. "THE GOVERNMENT DOESN'T LIE TO US!" I don't even need to come up with something funny to make that seem hysterical. Oh, and btw it appears to be the government that's going to do the bombing of the small little town. Right now, the ensemble of F list actors is deciding if road A or road B is the correct path, knowing that the wrong choice leads to certain death. Did I mention that I figured out that both choices lead to certain death?
1:12:32 Our heroes, searching for the helicopter at the hospital, ended up in the maternity ward. I would have started with the roof, personally. One distinction between predators and aliens, if you haven't seen the movies before - the predators apparently are familiar with door handles. Aliens seem to use brute force for, well, everything.
1:15:33 Well, I'm checking out mentally. Hotness just bit the dust. Loserboy is peeved, to say the least. Oops, now he's dead too. Er, almost dead.
I was just wondering who was going to fly the helicopter (they finally found the roof, after much sidetracking), but then I remember that Iraqwarwoman was around to save the day. Cause you know, she knows how to fly a chopper.
1:21:06 We're back to the predator versus hybrid battle. Kind of cool. Invariably one of the aliens will make it on to the helicopter, by the way.
1:24:33 Shocking. The government lied. Instead of sending in an evac unit, it bombed the city. Only our fair friends on the chopper made it out alive. But the government spared them once they were found. Interesting.
1:28:14 Ok, I'll say it. Worst. Movie. Ever. I don't even know how it got made. I want my hour and a half back. I'm sure you want your time back Wow. That was just bad.
Some interesting closing facts: the movie scores a 14 on Rotten Tomatoes. It made 41 million... FORTY ONE MILLION! in the box office, when it came out less than a year ago. And here I was thinking it came out ages ago! I'll have to check out wikipedia to see if there was anything I missed while typing... but I'll tell you what, it can't be much.
Hope you enjoyed the movie as much as I did.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Making a list... checking it twice
So I've decided to make a list of things that Obama could do to make me enjoy his presidency a little more than I expect to, I'm hoping something, something will catch on.
- Next year, come November, don't pardon the turkey. In fact, he'd get bonus points if he could get a secret serviceman to shot it on the spot.
- Tell every one that he wants to go old skewl, and then declare war on Russia. Just so we know who the real enemy is.
- Smoke. In public. Like, a lot. How would this not be the highlight of his presidency?
- Declare that he wants to make sure his girls are afforded the same opportunities as every other American child. And then send them to public school. In Baltimore.
- Instead of going against Bush's anti-terror policies, embrace them. Arrest all of the prominent scientologists and send them to Guantanamo. If this doesn't work, execute Tom Cruise, in public, for crimes against humanity.
- Abandon the current bailout plans, and instead set up a $1.2 million bail out of the cottage cheese industry. And then tout the plans success.
More genius ideas to come. Or better yet just leave a few in the comments. I'm sure Ian has a few ideas.
- Next year, come November, don't pardon the turkey. In fact, he'd get bonus points if he could get a secret serviceman to shot it on the spot.
- Tell every one that he wants to go old skewl, and then declare war on Russia. Just so we know who the real enemy is.
- Smoke. In public. Like, a lot. How would this not be the highlight of his presidency?
- Declare that he wants to make sure his girls are afforded the same opportunities as every other American child. And then send them to public school. In Baltimore.
- Instead of going against Bush's anti-terror policies, embrace them. Arrest all of the prominent scientologists and send them to Guantanamo. If this doesn't work, execute Tom Cruise, in public, for crimes against humanity.
- Abandon the current bailout plans, and instead set up a $1.2 million bail out of the cottage cheese industry. And then tout the plans success.
More genius ideas to come. Or better yet just leave a few in the comments. I'm sure Ian has a few ideas.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Random Musings While Sittling by the FIreplace
It used to be that it was acceptable to send out Christmas catalogs prior to thanksgiving. Now its ok to decorate and put on Christmas carols prior to Thanksgiving. Either were going to start celebrating Christmas in November, or it will be ok for radio stations to play Christmas music 3 weeks before Halloween. I'm not ok with either of those outcomes.
Boston College football isn't the same without Matt Ryan. Atlanta Falcons football isn't the same without Mike Vick. But one of the teams is MUCH improved.
Watch out for those B's... relevance may be in their (distant) future.
It was snowing in Keene today. Not much, but a little bit. Yikes. Fall never lasts long enough.
I think Ian and I will need to keep track of our consecutive Lux wins. I only lost twice this week. I get really mad when I lose. But not as mad as Meghan when she sees me playing it.
I think the new blackberry is lame. I was afraid that if we got the iphone, and if we switched from (the vastly superior) verizon to AT&T, that I may regret it. But blackberry just came out with a touchscreen that requires you to literally push the screen into the phone for it to do anything. Lame. I don't feel stupid. Yet.
Sitting next to the fireplace in the winter (yes, its winter in Keene) is just about as relaxing as the cape in the summer. Too bad it has to be cold outside to enjoy it!
I'm still trying to figure out my ranking of breweries; I still like Sam and Red Hook... but Shipyard has crept into the mix. Luckily I've been able to drop Harpoon... it just doesn't hold up against these guys, even though I still drink it from time to time. Sam is so widespread... but I don't have Red Hook enough... hard to say at this point.
Speaking of Sam, time to go grab one. An early happy Thanksgiving wishes to all!
Boston College football isn't the same without Matt Ryan. Atlanta Falcons football isn't the same without Mike Vick. But one of the teams is MUCH improved.
Watch out for those B's... relevance may be in their (distant) future.
It was snowing in Keene today. Not much, but a little bit. Yikes. Fall never lasts long enough.
I think Ian and I will need to keep track of our consecutive Lux wins. I only lost twice this week. I get really mad when I lose. But not as mad as Meghan when she sees me playing it.
I think the new blackberry is lame. I was afraid that if we got the iphone, and if we switched from (the vastly superior) verizon to AT&T, that I may regret it. But blackberry just came out with a touchscreen that requires you to literally push the screen into the phone for it to do anything. Lame. I don't feel stupid. Yet.
Sitting next to the fireplace in the winter (yes, its winter in Keene) is just about as relaxing as the cape in the summer. Too bad it has to be cold outside to enjoy it!
I'm still trying to figure out my ranking of breweries; I still like Sam and Red Hook... but Shipyard has crept into the mix. Luckily I've been able to drop Harpoon... it just doesn't hold up against these guys, even though I still drink it from time to time. Sam is so widespread... but I don't have Red Hook enough... hard to say at this point.
Speaking of Sam, time to go grab one. An early happy Thanksgiving wishes to all!
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
This is Our Country
Yep, why not bring back those John Mellencamp Chevy ads one more time!
I'm glad to see that the stuffed turkey session of congress (or whatever they're calling it) is giving the "Big 3" hell. I don't want to get in to a big, long, drawn out thing here, but I'm not in favor of bailing out the auto industry. I understand that a collapse of any one of the three could be catastrophic... but let's be realists here. If the credit markets had remained frozen, we'd be in a world of pain; without money movement, not only would the financial sector have crashed, but the entire economy would have gone with it. Say what you will about the way its being handled, but I haven't once yet had to barter at the grocery store.
Ford, GM and Chrysler played the game differently than the financials did. The Lehmans and Bear Stearns of the world played fast and loose with the Bush administration and won, a lot. But just like the casinos, the house always wins, and not surprisingly those companies stayed at the blackjack table a few rounds too long. Luckily for them, their even richer cousins, the Goldmans and Morgans of the world, have a little cred with the pit boss, so they're still in the game, its just that now they're in room 1715 in a high stakes game behind closed doors... only its not their money whether they win or lose.
Meanwhile, Lumpy, Dumpy and Grumpy (we'll give that one to Chrysler, because who cared about them BEFORE this anyway?) are at the $10 minimum table, pretending to be big shots. Only instead of playing it like the financials, they played it big, dumb and slow. They smell bad, drink too much, and have been up way too long playing with a small stack of chips, and a big bill on their credit card. And they all have the foresight to hit on 20. And 21.
Unfortunately for them, they don't have any friends at the casino. Just a bunch of mobsters in the back waiting to pound the stuffing out of them when they try to sneak out without paying the tab. No, Toyota won't be able to pick up the slack, be it in employment, distribution or production. But it doesn't need to. None of them do. Without one (or all) of the big 3, demand might actually rally to something resembling supply.
In the end, our glorious lord and president elect will raise his finger and a magic web of hope and bailout will stream upon Detroit; I accept this like I accepted the whupping he gave McCain two weeks ago (I haven't seen that kind of schelacking since my pancake incident), but that doesn't mean I'm happy about it, nor that I won't revel in the weasels from Michigan squirming in their seats for now.
Yep, this is our country. Where every news headline can somehow be told with a gambling analogy.
I'm glad to see that the stuffed turkey session of congress (or whatever they're calling it) is giving the "Big 3" hell. I don't want to get in to a big, long, drawn out thing here, but I'm not in favor of bailing out the auto industry. I understand that a collapse of any one of the three could be catastrophic... but let's be realists here. If the credit markets had remained frozen, we'd be in a world of pain; without money movement, not only would the financial sector have crashed, but the entire economy would have gone with it. Say what you will about the way its being handled, but I haven't once yet had to barter at the grocery store.
Ford, GM and Chrysler played the game differently than the financials did. The Lehmans and Bear Stearns of the world played fast and loose with the Bush administration and won, a lot. But just like the casinos, the house always wins, and not surprisingly those companies stayed at the blackjack table a few rounds too long. Luckily for them, their even richer cousins, the Goldmans and Morgans of the world, have a little cred with the pit boss, so they're still in the game, its just that now they're in room 1715 in a high stakes game behind closed doors... only its not their money whether they win or lose.
Meanwhile, Lumpy, Dumpy and Grumpy (we'll give that one to Chrysler, because who cared about them BEFORE this anyway?) are at the $10 minimum table, pretending to be big shots. Only instead of playing it like the financials, they played it big, dumb and slow. They smell bad, drink too much, and have been up way too long playing with a small stack of chips, and a big bill on their credit card. And they all have the foresight to hit on 20. And 21.
Unfortunately for them, they don't have any friends at the casino. Just a bunch of mobsters in the back waiting to pound the stuffing out of them when they try to sneak out without paying the tab. No, Toyota won't be able to pick up the slack, be it in employment, distribution or production. But it doesn't need to. None of them do. Without one (or all) of the big 3, demand might actually rally to something resembling supply.
In the end, our glorious lord and president elect will raise his finger and a magic web of hope and bailout will stream upon Detroit; I accept this like I accepted the whupping he gave McCain two weeks ago (I haven't seen that kind of schelacking since my pancake incident), but that doesn't mean I'm happy about it, nor that I won't revel in the weasels from Michigan squirming in their seats for now.
Yep, this is our country. Where every news headline can somehow be told with a gambling analogy.
Monday, November 17, 2008
It Must Be The Wings
I can't think of any other reason why I always find myself rooting for the Bills when I watch them play anyone other than the Pats. It just doesn't make sense! I don't even want to root for them, but my brain just does. I just got upset when Cleveland hit a 56 yard field goal. FIFTY SIX YARDS!! AGAINST A PAT'S DIVISION RIVAL! Strange but true.
A few other random thoughts for you before I check out for two months again...
Verizon should explain the large, suitcase sized modemyrouter that they install on your wall for FIOS. All is not well in the House of Girard when it comes to this. For now, we still have Comcast.
You can only make so many "caulk" jokes when working in the bathroom. I just don't know how many that is, I never got there.
I'm looking forward to Thanksgiving. And the two extra days off I have around Thanksgiving. I'm not looking forward to working on my final paper.
Its finally time to start turning the heat on... the floors below us only heat us for so long before it gets too cold outside.
After two months and a combined three hiatuses, I still find myself unable to comprehend 90% of Matt & Ian's blogs.
Fallout 3... first XBox purchase for me in 1+ year, and well worth it. Especially after spending vacation in DC, getting to run amock with a minigun against post-nuclear mutants in the nation's capital is fantastic. Especially when you head down into... L'Enfant Plaza Station!!!
A few other random thoughts for you before I check out for two months again...
Verizon should explain the large, suitcase sized modemyrouter that they install on your wall for FIOS. All is not well in the House of Girard when it comes to this. For now, we still have Comcast.
You can only make so many "caulk" jokes when working in the bathroom. I just don't know how many that is, I never got there.
I'm looking forward to Thanksgiving. And the two extra days off I have around Thanksgiving. I'm not looking forward to working on my final paper.
Its finally time to start turning the heat on... the floors below us only heat us for so long before it gets too cold outside.
After two months and a combined three hiatuses, I still find myself unable to comprehend 90% of Matt & Ian's blogs.
Fallout 3... first XBox purchase for me in 1+ year, and well worth it. Especially after spending vacation in DC, getting to run amock with a minigun against post-nuclear mutants in the nation's capital is fantastic. Especially when you head down into... L'Enfant Plaza Station!!!
Sounds of the Season
Heard on NPR that the Salvation Army was going out to start ringing a week earlier this year because they're worried that they can't raise as much money in these economic conditions.
I wasn't surprised then when I saw a ringer at Stop & Shop tonight. What I wasn't expecting was that it would be the Worst. Ringer. Ever. She only rang her bell about 8 times before taking 30 seconds off. I'd say she was mailing it in, but that wouldn't be doing it justice. And its not even Christmas yet, nor is it cold! I'm sure within 5 years the ringing will be handled by friendly money taking robots, but for now, we could use some people with a little pep. I'm just saying is all.
Anyway, I realized, as I shopped (saltines... oranges... fruit cups... granola bars...) that this was (yogurt... milk) a good analogy for how you all feel about my blogging skills these days. And I'm sick of listening to you all moaning and whining, so I'm back. I just can't promise that I won't employ a smarmy money taking robot to write my posts for me.
I wasn't surprised then when I saw a ringer at Stop & Shop tonight. What I wasn't expecting was that it would be the Worst. Ringer. Ever. She only rang her bell about 8 times before taking 30 seconds off. I'd say she was mailing it in, but that wouldn't be doing it justice. And its not even Christmas yet, nor is it cold! I'm sure within 5 years the ringing will be handled by friendly money taking robots, but for now, we could use some people with a little pep. I'm just saying is all.
Anyway, I realized, as I shopped (saltines... oranges... fruit cups... granola bars...) that this was (yogurt... milk) a good analogy for how you all feel about my blogging skills these days. And I'm sick of listening to you all moaning and whining, so I'm back. I just can't promise that I won't employ a smarmy money taking robot to write my posts for me.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
.png)
