sports loyalty

As I am watching the Lions game (sigh) on this thanksgiving early afternoon, I can't help but question my loyalty to them.  It is hard to back a team that is just this bad.  But the other part of me thinks that I have to support them because I have all my life.  And it isn't like this is one bad season, oh no, the Lions can't do that.  Hell, they can't even have a winning season (it hasn't happened since 2001).  And we won't even get into the playoff situation (not since the early 90's) and the last time they were the best team in football, they didn't even have the Super Bowl, it was the football championship game and that was back in the fifties.  

I point to the 2006 Tigers for my defense of supporting a team.  For years and years the Tigers were awful.  In 2005 they had the worst record in major league baseball and the next year things fell into place and made it to the World Series.  Everyone was a Tigers fan in 2006, but this year they were down and people jumped off the bandwagon again.  And those of us who are on the bandwagon for so long don't just jump off after a bad season.  So I will stay on the Lions bandwagon just so when they become a good team again (and they will) I can help people climb back on the wagon...

even if they are good for just one season. 

writing outbust

Listening to the Dewayn Brothers again.  It beats listening to the obamas and barbara walters that is on the tv right now.  

As I was checking this today, I noticed that I have posted over one hundred times this year.  Compared to the previous years, that is impressive.  But why?  I don't know.  Looking back by the months there was nothing really significant that has happened this year, I just find an urge to write some stuff down and do it.  

I rather enjoy it.  I do feel that I have lost the wanting to write creatively like I did in school.  Maybe because I was paying to do it, the classes were a lot of fun.  I just don't have a purpose for writing now.  So I suppose this is the outlet.  Just getting it out there and out of my mind.  

the FCC and janet jackson

'One Piece at a Time' by Johnny Cash is playing right now.  No wonder the auto industry is going under.  

So A had the TV on cnn for some reason (they are just as bad as fox news, just on the other side of center).  The ticker on the bottom had a headline that said 'FCC wants supreme court to investigate the wardrobe malfunction of Janet Jackson from super bowl performance in 2004'.   Seriously?  Who cares if some has been flashed the entire world.  I sure am glad my tax money may be wasted on something everyone can see for free on the internet.  

There were no more details on the story, and I hope that the supreme court just laughs at the fcc.  This pisses me off more than supreme court hearings on sports.  Open your eyes people, athletes are cheating.  You don't need to spend all this time (and money) talking to people who are lying to you about shooting drugs to get paid more.  

Stephen King books and movies

I woke up this morning with a thought going through my head....why are most Stephen King books made into bad movies?  

And I suppose I should extend that thought now that I am awake and twiddling my thumbs as I wait to go to work.  There are three fantastic movies that stick out in my mind that can argue that point.

• The Shawshank Redemption
• Stand By Me
• The Shining

That is it.  Carrie, Children of the Corn, Pet Cemetary, Secret Window are all decent movies, but none that I would have a need to own.  And maybe it is the fact that some of these movies were made twenty and thirty years ago, but they just seem cheap.  You can't capture the imagination on film.

...and then there are the made for tv movies.  The Stand, The Langoliers, It, Nightmares and Dreamscapes, The Shining.  What the hell were they thinking trying to remake the Shining?  You can't top Nicholson.  

For the most part, I will watch a movie based on a Stephen King novel or short story because I want to see how it compares to the book.  But I find my self disappointed time and time again.  

Six word essay

I was watching Mike and Mike this morning before work and they had someone on their show yesterday or a two days ago and they were talking about how a six word essay is harder to write than a six hundred word essay.  So, at five o'clock this morning, while sipping on some coffee, my mind starts going, and it went all day.  While I was working, I was trying to think of a six word essay, while I was eating lunch, I was thinking about it, while I sit here and type, I still am thinking about it.  

It is difficult because you have to get all the information out there in six little words.  It has to be strong and with no flaws.  With a six hundred word essay, you can deliver both sides of an argument and state your case for your opinion citing sources and examples.  

I have come up with one, and it is a political one.  One that will make many of my friends smile, and one that will make some of my friends cringe:

-George Bush fucked it up, royally.  

Odd comment

Listening to Moby at the moment.  It is great background music because it is just kind of there.  

I was at work yesterday and helped someone find some product they were looking for.  Something I do every day at work, not a big deal.  But as I was walking away, she said to me 'that beard looks good on you.  not everyone looks good with a beard.'  What do you say to that?  I was floored, it is one of those comments where the only thing you can really say is 'ummm, thanks.' or I guess it could be punctuated with a question mark.  

It made me think of the only other time I have been floored by a random comment by someone I had no idea who they were.  The second year I worked on Mackinac Island, I was headed down to the docks with three co-workers to head to the mainland to do an overnight work program.  So we all had backpacks and stuff for sleeping.  I was carrying my pillow in front of me and some lady walked out of a store, pointed at me and said 'Now that is a man after my own heart.' and continued on her way.  The four of us stopped and just kind of stared at each other and couldn't do anything but laugh about it for quite some time after that.  And I'm not talking about mentioning it later that day or two days later, I'm talking months afterwards, one of us would say it and would have to explain it to people who weren't there.  It never seemed as funny to others as it did to us.  

HOLY SHIT!

I know that every year it seems that Christmas is getting earlier and earlier.  The store had Christmas lights out before Halloween was done.  Yes, before the month of November, Christmas lights were out on the shelves.  Why is this important right now?  

Because Dr. Seuess's How the Grinch Stole Christmas is on the television right now.  Seriously, I know that it is a classic.  We are still watching it now, but Thanksgiving hasn't even happened.  

Seattle trip

We made it back to Wichita from our trip to Seattle.  The flights were good and  went smoothly.  It was great to see Chuck and meet Lauren.  Very relaxing.  We didn't do a whole lot.  We went to Pike Place Market (the place where they throw fish all over the place), a music museum, the Sci-Fi hall of fame/museum and did some shopping.  I found a few records at a used record store.  There are lots of those.  All of the hippies settled in the Pacific Northwest after the seventies ended.  They gave up the grass and sold their records to invest in Starbucks and other coffee shops.  More music for me! 

I don't know if I would want to live there though.  The weather would get to me.  And the drivers.  They are horrible!  The speed limit is fifty, they go forty-eight.  I was only there for four days and I was getting pissed about it.  

If you live in the ICT area, I will apologize for bringing this crappy weather back here from Washington state.  It was been over cast and rainy the entire day.  Apologies.  

In Seattle

On the way to Seattle, I was stuck next to an airplane talker.  Yup, someone I don't know who found it necessary to small talk.  I'm sorry, but I don't give a shit where you are from, where you are going, or what you do.  

Sure a little small talk is fine, but when you start a conversation about what you do for a living, I really want to draw the line.  Unfortunately, I am not a huge douche bag and I talked to this guy out of....well, convenience isn't the right word, and 'niceness' isn't either.  I can't find the right word.  We went out drinking tonight and m grammar isn't up to par.  Deal with it.  

Basically, I hate people who find it necessary to make extended conversation just because you are sitting next to me for a couple of hours.  Don't you have a book to read or music to listen to?  

quickly now.

just a quick blip.  

If you don't vote, you can't complain.  Plain and simple.  If you don't take part in your democratic right, how am I suppose to value any opinion you have on the next four years?

I can't.