Songs
My current playlist:
Britney Spears - Lucky
Coldplay - In My Place
Coldplay - Clocks
Coldplay - The Scientist
Eminem - 8 Mile Road
Eminem - Superman
Five for Fighting - Superman
LL Cool J - Big Mama
Ms. Jade f. Nelly Furtado & Timbaland - Ching Ching
Nelly - Air Force Ones
Puddle of Mudd - Drift and Die
Radiohead - Creep
Radiohead - Lucky
Smashing Pumpkins - Landslide
Smashing Pumpkins - Perfect
Stone Temple Pilots - Creep
Tori Amos - A Sorta Fairy Tale
TLC - Creep
Once in a while, I like to do weird things like put songs on my playlist only because their titles match.
That Nelly song is hilarious. I wish I had friends who talked like that in real life.
Saturday, November 23, 2002
Thursday, November 21, 2002
Things That Piss Me Off
Here is a list of things that piss me off. Kind of like pet peeves, but not exactly.
- Those older cars with turn signals that blink way too fast. It makes me want to electrically engineer a sort of delayer circuit and go install it. Like a clock doubler, maybe. All it takes is a couple J-K flip-flops, I think.
- Tiny font on other people's blogs drives me nuts. Especially on a dark background when the font is kind of dark too. Good thing none of the blogs I regularly read are like that.
- When I see finger marks on the trunk of a nice car. I'm not talking about finger prints, I'm talking about those long streaks where the dust has been rubbed off and it looks like half a handprint on your trunk. Caused by the way people close their trunks. Don't close your trunk that way, fools.
- Those stupid quizzes you take to find out which Carebear, Star Wars character, or color of the rainbow you are. Then I see them on every person's blog/xanga. Seriously, I saw one girl's page was almost completely made up of entries that were cut and pasted from those quiz things. I mean, one or two, maybe, even I might do the Star Wars one if I'm bored some day, but this is out of control.
- Trucks on the highway that have pieces of dirt or rocks flying off and hitting my car. Every time this happens, I wanna start my own gang of green-Civic driving punks and hijack these truck drivers for causing all the chips on my hood or small cracks on my windshield. Seriously, there needs to be a law that says trucks need to keep themselves clean and not have crap flying off hitting other cars. It's just plain inconsiderate.
- Lane whores. You know what I'm talking about, that stupid driver during rush hour that switches lanes every 2 seconds, thinking that he or she is gonna save major time this way. I always love when some idiot cuts me off and is zigzagging away, then I see him 30 minutes later getting off the same exit and stopped next to me at the stoplight. Way to go, bud.
- The Bachelor. That show is so bad, so so bad. First of all, the guy is a major tool. It is painful just to listen to him talk. And here are all these girls who want him just because he is inheriting a banking empire from his parents. If the Victoria's Secret fashion show is trash for guys, this is trash for girls. They're the same thing. One is showing guys unrealistic and impossible things that they want but can't have - hot girls wearing almost no clothes struttin their stuff. The other is what girls want but can't have - a really really rich guy, fantasy dates where they get to do stuff no ordinary guy could provide, a fairy tale proposal set upon a backdrop of a huge garden by the lake where no ordinary guy could take them, and one of the biggest rocks I have ever seen in my life put on an engagement ring. All said, it's a good thing he chose Helene, Miss I-like-to-talk-when-I-kiss, cause Brooke was a wack-job. But they still aren't gonna last more than 6 months, I'll tell you that much from just watching the last 20 minutes of the last episode.
- Fantasy football. Yes, I am still bitter because I lost once again to Dave. But for some reason I never, ever, ever have a good team. I might as well just write a yearly check for $10 to Piya or Friedman and save myself the agony of a 17 week season.
- Bears football. It's sad when the only positive stat they can show about your whole team is on the kicker. And if John Shoop calls one more of those short little screen passes that never works, I am gonna flip. Visit this site Chras sent me: Fire John Shoop it's pretty funny. I am impressed at how dedicated some Bears fans are. Also check this picture:
Credit for that one goes to the Goods.
Here is a list of things that piss me off. Kind of like pet peeves, but not exactly.
- Those older cars with turn signals that blink way too fast. It makes me want to electrically engineer a sort of delayer circuit and go install it. Like a clock doubler, maybe. All it takes is a couple J-K flip-flops, I think.
- Tiny font on other people's blogs drives me nuts. Especially on a dark background when the font is kind of dark too. Good thing none of the blogs I regularly read are like that.
- When I see finger marks on the trunk of a nice car. I'm not talking about finger prints, I'm talking about those long streaks where the dust has been rubbed off and it looks like half a handprint on your trunk. Caused by the way people close their trunks. Don't close your trunk that way, fools.
- Those stupid quizzes you take to find out which Carebear, Star Wars character, or color of the rainbow you are. Then I see them on every person's blog/xanga. Seriously, I saw one girl's page was almost completely made up of entries that were cut and pasted from those quiz things. I mean, one or two, maybe, even I might do the Star Wars one if I'm bored some day, but this is out of control.
- Trucks on the highway that have pieces of dirt or rocks flying off and hitting my car. Every time this happens, I wanna start my own gang of green-Civic driving punks and hijack these truck drivers for causing all the chips on my hood or small cracks on my windshield. Seriously, there needs to be a law that says trucks need to keep themselves clean and not have crap flying off hitting other cars. It's just plain inconsiderate.
- Lane whores. You know what I'm talking about, that stupid driver during rush hour that switches lanes every 2 seconds, thinking that he or she is gonna save major time this way. I always love when some idiot cuts me off and is zigzagging away, then I see him 30 minutes later getting off the same exit and stopped next to me at the stoplight. Way to go, bud.
- The Bachelor. That show is so bad, so so bad. First of all, the guy is a major tool. It is painful just to listen to him talk. And here are all these girls who want him just because he is inheriting a banking empire from his parents. If the Victoria's Secret fashion show is trash for guys, this is trash for girls. They're the same thing. One is showing guys unrealistic and impossible things that they want but can't have - hot girls wearing almost no clothes struttin their stuff. The other is what girls want but can't have - a really really rich guy, fantasy dates where they get to do stuff no ordinary guy could provide, a fairy tale proposal set upon a backdrop of a huge garden by the lake where no ordinary guy could take them, and one of the biggest rocks I have ever seen in my life put on an engagement ring. All said, it's a good thing he chose Helene, Miss I-like-to-talk-when-I-kiss, cause Brooke was a wack-job. But they still aren't gonna last more than 6 months, I'll tell you that much from just watching the last 20 minutes of the last episode.
- Fantasy football. Yes, I am still bitter because I lost once again to Dave. But for some reason I never, ever, ever have a good team. I might as well just write a yearly check for $10 to Piya or Friedman and save myself the agony of a 17 week season.
- Bears football. It's sad when the only positive stat they can show about your whole team is on the kicker. And if John Shoop calls one more of those short little screen passes that never works, I am gonna flip. Visit this site Chras sent me: Fire John Shoop it's pretty funny. I am impressed at how dedicated some Bears fans are. Also check this picture:
Credit for that one goes to the Goods.
Wednesday, November 20, 2002
Get A Life
Anybody see the news last week? For the Victoria's Secret fashion show, PETA protesters ran on the stage with big signs that said stuff like "Gisele Fur Scum" before these security guys ran on and tackled them off the stage. It was hilarious.
If you didn't know, PETA stands for People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals. These people devote their entire lives to saving animals from "unethical" treatment. Which I'm all for, cause animals are cool, but I can't believe how extreme this organization is.
For example, a couple months ago they harrassed the Milwaukee Brewers because during their games, their "Sausage Race" didn't include a vegetarian sausage. A year ago, they put up ads of Rudy Giuliani with a milk mustache saying "Got Prostate Cancer?" suggesting that his cancer was due to drinking milk. (They eventually had to apologize after he threatened to sue, but that should give you an idea of what kind of things they do).
If you visit their site, www.peta.org, it is one of the most well done, organized, and complete sites that I have ever seen. They also get some pretty famous celebrities to support their cause by appearing in ads or leading public campaigns.
Now, like I said, animals are great and I love them. I would never like to see unnecessary killing of any animals and I do agree that fur coats and things like that are probably too much. But, seeing how much effort PETA pours into their cause makes me wonder how much real good they could accomplish if they just channeled their energy to a more worthy cause.
Sure, they might succeed in convincing some people not to buy leather products, eat meat, or use cosmetic brands which employ animal testing, but how much does that contribute to this world? How does this improve society?
There are entire countries dying of starvation in this world. There are children being beaten and abused by their parents in this country, and fetuses being aborted every day by selfish and careless teenagers. Why not try to help some of them instead?
It's sad to me that a great deal of these same PETA members could care less about something like abortion in which human life is killed. I think there is a certain degree of hypocrisy to that, where people say to themselves, "If I don't see it, it's ok."
I really doubt that these people care about the fact that animals are dying, as much as they care about appeasing their own conscience when they see "cute" animals being killed. Why aren't there animal rights groups protesting mousetraps? And does every member of PETA care about the senseless killing of mosquitoes and spiders that occurs daily in everyone's homes? No, I doubt it, because there is a sort of double standard here. If you see a cute little guinea pig dying so that people can conduct research, or a pig that looks like the one from "Babe" being slaughtered so we can have bacon and pork chops, then it's wrong.
I, for one, love bacon and pork chops. To me, there's nothing wrong with killing a pig if it is for a good purpose - so that I can eat. Maybe that's insensitive, but that's how life goes, that's nature. Eat, or be eaten. Just cause a cow doesn't seem like she enjoys being milked don't mean that we shouldn't drink milk. Nobody's gonna tell me otherwise. If that cow was smart enough to rule this earth, you think it would have mercy on us? Yeah right...
The real problem here is that certain people have nothing to do, so they end up spending their lives doing stupid stuff like that. If these guys had bills to pay, kids to feed, a 9-5 job to contend with, we wouldn't see them planning silly protests at some Victoria's Secret fashion show. To these people, I say, PLEASE GET A LIFE.
Anybody see the news last week? For the Victoria's Secret fashion show, PETA protesters ran on the stage with big signs that said stuff like "Gisele Fur Scum" before these security guys ran on and tackled them off the stage. It was hilarious.
If you didn't know, PETA stands for People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals. These people devote their entire lives to saving animals from "unethical" treatment. Which I'm all for, cause animals are cool, but I can't believe how extreme this organization is.
For example, a couple months ago they harrassed the Milwaukee Brewers because during their games, their "Sausage Race" didn't include a vegetarian sausage. A year ago, they put up ads of Rudy Giuliani with a milk mustache saying "Got Prostate Cancer?" suggesting that his cancer was due to drinking milk. (They eventually had to apologize after he threatened to sue, but that should give you an idea of what kind of things they do).
If you visit their site, www.peta.org, it is one of the most well done, organized, and complete sites that I have ever seen. They also get some pretty famous celebrities to support their cause by appearing in ads or leading public campaigns.
Now, like I said, animals are great and I love them. I would never like to see unnecessary killing of any animals and I do agree that fur coats and things like that are probably too much. But, seeing how much effort PETA pours into their cause makes me wonder how much real good they could accomplish if they just channeled their energy to a more worthy cause.
Sure, they might succeed in convincing some people not to buy leather products, eat meat, or use cosmetic brands which employ animal testing, but how much does that contribute to this world? How does this improve society?
There are entire countries dying of starvation in this world. There are children being beaten and abused by their parents in this country, and fetuses being aborted every day by selfish and careless teenagers. Why not try to help some of them instead?
It's sad to me that a great deal of these same PETA members could care less about something like abortion in which human life is killed. I think there is a certain degree of hypocrisy to that, where people say to themselves, "If I don't see it, it's ok."
I really doubt that these people care about the fact that animals are dying, as much as they care about appeasing their own conscience when they see "cute" animals being killed. Why aren't there animal rights groups protesting mousetraps? And does every member of PETA care about the senseless killing of mosquitoes and spiders that occurs daily in everyone's homes? No, I doubt it, because there is a sort of double standard here. If you see a cute little guinea pig dying so that people can conduct research, or a pig that looks like the one from "Babe" being slaughtered so we can have bacon and pork chops, then it's wrong.
I, for one, love bacon and pork chops. To me, there's nothing wrong with killing a pig if it is for a good purpose - so that I can eat. Maybe that's insensitive, but that's how life goes, that's nature. Eat, or be eaten. Just cause a cow doesn't seem like she enjoys being milked don't mean that we shouldn't drink milk. Nobody's gonna tell me otherwise. If that cow was smart enough to rule this earth, you think it would have mercy on us? Yeah right...
The real problem here is that certain people have nothing to do, so they end up spending their lives doing stupid stuff like that. If these guys had bills to pay, kids to feed, a 9-5 job to contend with, we wouldn't see them planning silly protests at some Victoria's Secret fashion show. To these people, I say, PLEASE GET A LIFE.
Thursday, November 14, 2002
Why I Hate Dave Chan
Every year, there are 2 or 3 weeks during which everything else I am doing comes to a halt and my entire focus shifts to one thing: fantasy football. This is one of those weeks. What makes this week any different from any other? Because my beloved fantasy football team is going up against the most hated franchise of all time, the one owned by Dave.
If you have not been in our league these past few years, it will be hard for you to imagine why I harbor so much hatred for one guy and his silly fantasy bunch. Well, here is some history:
I think my first ever game in the McNown league was a matchup against Dave. I don't remember much of anything that happened that entire season, but this game sticks in my mind because of just how painful it was. Having drafted what I thought was a pretty good team, I went into this game pretty confident, and early Sunday I was feeling even better since my TE, some unknown guy named Itula Mili, scored a touchdown. Unless you have Tony Gonzalez, pretty much any production from the TE spot is a huge bonus. So anyways, I'm happily watching football and enjoying the day, when I realize that my kicker, Mike Hollis, is injured. An ominous sign, but no biggie. This, however, would be followed by a worse sign: his tight end, some schmoe named Jackie Harris, scored a touchdown too. This made me mad, but I didn't panic. It couldn't come down to something as little as this, right? Well, it did. The next day, our scores were tied. Since I am the luckiest fantasy player in the world, the tiebreaker happened to be point total for each team's Kicker. So I lost.
Big deal, you might say, but you don't understand. Dave is one of those guys who seems like a nice guy, but he talks so much smack it's unbelievable. You don't ever, ever, ever want to lose to a guy like Dave because he he will rub it in more than you thought was possible. Believe me, after playing plenty of video games against that kid, I can say that there is not a single person you should fear losing to more than that guy. So the Jackie Harris thing is something that I will never ever forget.
Which brings me to the next season. (If you were wondering what happened in season 1, I lost the other 2 meetings to Dave too). My team didn't have to face Dave until week 6 or 7. At this time, I was coming off a huge emotional victory against first-place Kansas (Piya's team), finding myself perched atop the league with the most feared roster for the first time in my life - QB Donovan McNabb, WR Marvin Harrison, Jimmy Smith, RB LaDanian Tomlinson, Corey Dillon, and Eddie George. Dave's team, meanwhile, was a struggling team on which not a single player was worth mentioning. He was so scared that he changed his team name to from "Joe's Mamas" to "Joe's Bitches" not thinking that there was a chance in the world he could win this game.
Well, it turns out that his team played the game of its life to beat mine, and after that week, my team reeled off 10 or 11 straight losses to finish the season. Needless to say, I did not win the league that year and there was much smack-talking I heard from his punkass afterwards.
Anyways, fast forward to this year. After years consisting of many matchups against his team, no matter in what situation, I have NEVER won against Dave. That is one of the things he likes to brag about the most every time I see him (which isn't often anymore, but still gets under my skin). I don't understand why I always lose, but I do. He is like Michigan to my Ohio State, except I am owned in such a lopsided way that it isn't even funny anymore.
Could this week be the week? Only time will tell. I can only have my delicate little heart broken so many times before it dies completely.
The Matchup: Dudalisks vs. Mossy's Possy
Marc Bulger vs. Daunte Culpepper
Joe Horn vs. Hines Ward
Corey Dillon vs. Deuce McAllister
Mikhael Ricks vs. Jeremy Shockey
Clinton Portis vs. Randy Moss
Keyshawn Johnson vs. Fred Taylor
Michael Bennett vs. Tiki Barber
Jason Elam vs. Adam Vinatieri
Takeo Spikes vs. Julius Peppers
William Bartee vs. Derrick Brooks
Al Wilson vs. Rod Woodson
Every year, there are 2 or 3 weeks during which everything else I am doing comes to a halt and my entire focus shifts to one thing: fantasy football. This is one of those weeks. What makes this week any different from any other? Because my beloved fantasy football team is going up against the most hated franchise of all time, the one owned by Dave.
If you have not been in our league these past few years, it will be hard for you to imagine why I harbor so much hatred for one guy and his silly fantasy bunch. Well, here is some history:
I think my first ever game in the McNown league was a matchup against Dave. I don't remember much of anything that happened that entire season, but this game sticks in my mind because of just how painful it was. Having drafted what I thought was a pretty good team, I went into this game pretty confident, and early Sunday I was feeling even better since my TE, some unknown guy named Itula Mili, scored a touchdown. Unless you have Tony Gonzalez, pretty much any production from the TE spot is a huge bonus. So anyways, I'm happily watching football and enjoying the day, when I realize that my kicker, Mike Hollis, is injured. An ominous sign, but no biggie. This, however, would be followed by a worse sign: his tight end, some schmoe named Jackie Harris, scored a touchdown too. This made me mad, but I didn't panic. It couldn't come down to something as little as this, right? Well, it did. The next day, our scores were tied. Since I am the luckiest fantasy player in the world, the tiebreaker happened to be point total for each team's Kicker. So I lost.
Big deal, you might say, but you don't understand. Dave is one of those guys who seems like a nice guy, but he talks so much smack it's unbelievable. You don't ever, ever, ever want to lose to a guy like Dave because he he will rub it in more than you thought was possible. Believe me, after playing plenty of video games against that kid, I can say that there is not a single person you should fear losing to more than that guy. So the Jackie Harris thing is something that I will never ever forget.
Which brings me to the next season. (If you were wondering what happened in season 1, I lost the other 2 meetings to Dave too). My team didn't have to face Dave until week 6 or 7. At this time, I was coming off a huge emotional victory against first-place Kansas (Piya's team), finding myself perched atop the league with the most feared roster for the first time in my life - QB Donovan McNabb, WR Marvin Harrison, Jimmy Smith, RB LaDanian Tomlinson, Corey Dillon, and Eddie George. Dave's team, meanwhile, was a struggling team on which not a single player was worth mentioning. He was so scared that he changed his team name to from "Joe's Mamas" to "Joe's Bitches" not thinking that there was a chance in the world he could win this game.
Well, it turns out that his team played the game of its life to beat mine, and after that week, my team reeled off 10 or 11 straight losses to finish the season. Needless to say, I did not win the league that year and there was much smack-talking I heard from his punkass afterwards.
Anyways, fast forward to this year. After years consisting of many matchups against his team, no matter in what situation, I have NEVER won against Dave. That is one of the things he likes to brag about the most every time I see him (which isn't often anymore, but still gets under my skin). I don't understand why I always lose, but I do. He is like Michigan to my Ohio State, except I am owned in such a lopsided way that it isn't even funny anymore.
Could this week be the week? Only time will tell. I can only have my delicate little heart broken so many times before it dies completely.
The Matchup: Dudalisks vs. Mossy's Possy
Marc Bulger vs. Daunte Culpepper
Joe Horn vs. Hines Ward
Corey Dillon vs. Deuce McAllister
Mikhael Ricks vs. Jeremy Shockey
Clinton Portis vs. Randy Moss
Keyshawn Johnson vs. Fred Taylor
Michael Bennett vs. Tiki Barber
Jason Elam vs. Adam Vinatieri
Takeo Spikes vs. Julius Peppers
William Bartee vs. Derrick Brooks
Al Wilson vs. Rod Woodson
Tuesday, November 12, 2002
Showing Leg
I was wearing my tearaway pants at home, with the bottom few buttons undone, when I walked by the mirror and happened to check myself out. And dang, my legs are ugly. I guess that is why only girls get to wear skirts or dresses with a slit down the side. Props for that. None for me, but thank goodness that the rest of my bod is so fine so it makes up for my lackluster legs.
Coldplay
I gotta say, their new CD is one of the most solid albums I have heard by any artist in a long time. I can't get the song "Clocks" out of my head right now. It is very U2-ish, but still a fresh sound. Highly recommended by the Dudo509 Blogspot entertainment division.
I was wearing my tearaway pants at home, with the bottom few buttons undone, when I walked by the mirror and happened to check myself out. And dang, my legs are ugly. I guess that is why only girls get to wear skirts or dresses with a slit down the side. Props for that. None for me, but thank goodness that the rest of my bod is so fine so it makes up for my lackluster legs.
Coldplay
I gotta say, their new CD is one of the most solid albums I have heard by any artist in a long time. I can't get the song "Clocks" out of my head right now. It is very U2-ish, but still a fresh sound. Highly recommended by the Dudo509 Blogspot entertainment division.
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