I have been bad. I have not posted in forever. I am sorry to all three of you. Really though, I've been nutso busy and I have no excuse except that it involves work, friends, booze, cheap women, a classy woman, and sleep. I also jumped in a frozen ocean, but I'll let you sort that all out.
Showing posts with label Totally Uncalled For. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Totally Uncalled For. Show all posts
Monday, January 26, 2009
There is no excuse for me
Posted by Jason at 10:08 PM 0 comments
Labels: Batman, Damman, Drinking, Totally Uncalled For
Wednesday, December 03, 2008
Ultra-douche incarnate
So if you have not heard this quote from Sean Avery of the Dallas Stars yet, well here it is:
Back story: Avery has nabbed some hotties before and a few have gone on to date other NHL players. In this case, before facing the Flames, Avery was calling attention to Dion Phaneuf of the Flames, who is dating Elisha Cuthbert.
The NHL has erupted in outrage over his comment, with the head office suspending him and calling him to NYC to meat with GB. Players all over have called him out on it, and at first, well I defended him. I have wanted a heroes and villains world in the NHL forever. They could market these kind of stories so well, and it would be the kind of back story that allowed you to grow fan base without circus acts like the Winter Classic (See my prior rant). I didn't think this was something warranting suspension, maybe a sharp fine, but not a vacation from the ice.
I have changed my mind on this since this morning. It is degrading to women, a bad influence for kids, and overall a nasty comment. I still don't think the league itself has any right stepping in on this when they let blatant head hits and dirty play go un-suspended on a weekly basis. The Stars claim they would have given him the noose themselves, and that is where the suspension should have come from. At the end of the day Avery will get his, and I really hope it comes in the form of Jack Bauer. Or ol Dion. Pretty much the same result.
Uh, I'm really happy to be back in Calgary. I love Canada. And I just want to comment on how it's become like a common thing in the NHL for guys to fall in love with my sloppy seconds. I don't know what that's about. Enjoy the game tonight.
Back story: Avery has nabbed some hotties before and a few have gone on to date other NHL players. In this case, before facing the Flames, Avery was calling attention to Dion Phaneuf of the Flames, who is dating Elisha Cuthbert.
The NHL has erupted in outrage over his comment, with the head office suspending him and calling him to NYC to meat with GB. Players all over have called him out on it, and at first, well I defended him. I have wanted a heroes and villains world in the NHL forever. They could market these kind of stories so well, and it would be the kind of back story that allowed you to grow fan base without circus acts like the Winter Classic (See my prior rant). I didn't think this was something warranting suspension, maybe a sharp fine, but not a vacation from the ice.
I have changed my mind on this since this morning. It is degrading to women, a bad influence for kids, and overall a nasty comment. I still don't think the league itself has any right stepping in on this when they let blatant head hits and dirty play go un-suspended on a weekly basis. The Stars claim they would have given him the noose themselves, and that is where the suspension should have come from. At the end of the day Avery will get his, and I really hope it comes in the form of Jack Bauer. Or ol Dion. Pretty much the same result.
Posted by Jason at 5:58 PM 0 comments
Labels: Dallas Stars, Hockey, Rant, Sean Avery, Totally Uncalled For
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Karma is an asshole
Well didn’t this lil man just have an interesting night last night. Per usual, whenever my bad influence comes into town, shenanigans follow. With Korey suggesting this could be one of the last trips he makes to Baltimore, I ventured out for one drink that naturally turned into a few more. What can I say, I need booze to suffer through his dominance of me in all of the bar games we play.
Well fast forward to the Waterfront where we are playing billiards. As I humbly sit aside and watch Korey play some dude, I enjoy sips of Sam’s in between insults about my choice to wear a scarf. It was friggin cold alright? Then out of nowhere, like Wal-mart Wolverine on a price drop, Mickey descended upon me. Mickey can best be summed up as such: Over 40 woman, Iranian decent, decent appearance for her age if you like the skuzzy Balmore type who reeks of smoke and seafood. While draped over my shoulder, sniffing my hair and groping various areas, she informed me we were now pool partners, she was recently divorced, and she was horny.
Now normally I have a great sense of humor, I love when this shit happens to OTHERS, but tonight with the look in Baby Bop and associates’ eyes, I knew I had to suffer through this one for the team. So in between texts about getting man raped and drink after drink to make this situation a little more tolerable, I took solace in the fact that somehow, somewhere, Mike Ford was smiling.
Let us turn focus to the hilaaarious image accompanying this post. Yes my friends, the new Xbox experience is upon us, and my avatar has already bludgeoned Damman’s. This thing might just catch on. I am impressed for the most part. The system seems to run faster, information is laid out in a way which makes sense. I love the Gamertag and Game blades, which show information in an easy system, where before you had to dig through multiple layers to see what achievements could be had and were accomplished.
It will take time to see how it fleshes out in terms of user interaction, but party set up, and avatar games could add a decent Wii like influence to the console. Bravo M$, it took you four years, but you finally have an OS that makes sense.
Well fast forward to the Waterfront where we are playing billiards. As I humbly sit aside and watch Korey play some dude, I enjoy sips of Sam’s in between insults about my choice to wear a scarf. It was friggin cold alright? Then out of nowhere, like Wal-mart Wolverine on a price drop, Mickey descended upon me. Mickey can best be summed up as such: Over 40 woman, Iranian decent, decent appearance for her age if you like the skuzzy Balmore type who reeks of smoke and seafood. While draped over my shoulder, sniffing my hair and groping various areas, she informed me we were now pool partners, she was recently divorced, and she was horny.
Now normally I have a great sense of humor, I love when this shit happens to OTHERS, but tonight with the look in Baby Bop and associates’ eyes, I knew I had to suffer through this one for the team. So in between texts about getting man raped and drink after drink to make this situation a little more tolerable, I took solace in the fact that somehow, somewhere, Mike Ford was smiling.
Let us turn focus to the hilaaarious image accompanying this post. Yes my friends, the new Xbox experience is upon us, and my avatar has already bludgeoned Damman’s. This thing might just catch on. I am impressed for the most part. The system seems to run faster, information is laid out in a way which makes sense. I love the Gamertag and Game blades, which show information in an easy system, where before you had to dig through multiple layers to see what achievements could be had and were accomplished.
It will take time to see how it fleshes out in terms of user interaction, but party set up, and avatar games could add a decent Wii like influence to the console. Bravo M$, it took you four years, but you finally have an OS that makes sense.
Posted by Jason at 9:31 AM 0 comments
Labels: Avatar, Baby Bop, Baltimore, Drinking, NXE, Totally Uncalled For, Xbox 360
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