So I kind of giggle a lot at this time of year, people do reviews of the year/decade, best movies, shows, people, crap, etc. Instead, they should all resolve to be better people, to themselves, their friends and their families, that would make the world go 'round a whole lot better. I have a few things to spout off about before I get to my resolutions (I know what I just typed above, doesn't mean I don't have my own ideas on how to work on myself...sheesh).
Kobe Bryant and Lakers fans-thank you so much for proving you don't have what it takes to win the whole thing come summer. Kobe, you've once again proven to me that while you've been given ample opportunity and stage to prove worthy of a basketball diety, you sir, suck as a human. You can't handle conflict or stress. A player with a lesser name would have been chucked out of that game on national TV on Christmas faster than most can type. Your display was horrid. And your douchey move of running over Mo Williams for no reason was beyond amateur. I just wish ABC and the NBA would stop promoting this one trick pony phony. Kobe must be douchenese for 'whiny bitch'. And Lakers fans, chucking foam fingers when your team isn't winning is laughable. At least people in Philly boo Santa Claus, and in Cleveland they throw dog bones. You stay classy, Fakers fans. How about booing your team for not showing up? And this little nugget-the Fakers have played 17 of their first 21 games at home...have fun on the road in March, where you'll be tested.
Brett Favre and Vikings personnel-you get what you pay for. I could bitch and moan and laugh, but I'll give Brett Fav-ruh this: he played his ass off Monday Night, at least in the 2nd half. Oh, and he did help me win a fantasy football league. But the whole blow up about benching him is hilarious and y'all can't be surprised. LeRoy Butler, a former GB teammate of Fav-ruh, called him a Diva...and no one seemed to dispute it. So there you have it, I guess.
NYY fan-good luck. You'll have no joy in watching your team try and win the World Series. How's it feel to purchase everything? Got to be kind of boring, unlike other teams that try and develop talent. Look at that roster, and who is from the farm? Jeter, Pettitte, Rivera and Posada are all circa 1996. Since then, the only everyday player they've developed is Cano. And if their payroll is like $80 million more than the 2nd highest payroll team, where's the competition? What's the point in playing? And I'm a Red Sox fan!!
To those that bitch about fantasy sports-if you don't like it, don't play. It's supposed to be a little bit fun. Of course, I think winning is fun, but I'm weird like that. I won 2 leagues and came in 3rd in another after starting 0-5...and that's the team I'm happiest about.
Indianapolis Colts-Unbelievably, I think Tedy Bruschi summed up Colts fans feelings about the team yanking it's starters halfway thru the 3rd quarter up 15-10 on the Jets....Cowards!!! That's the way I feel. I'm thrilled I'm not a Colts fan, as I'd feel cheated. Look, sports is an escape, and when you have a chance to do something that's never been done before, it's a thrill to watch. While I'm still pissed that the Pats lost their chance at perfection to a lucky catch and an improbable QB scramble, at least they went for it. What happens if the Colts don't lose the rest of the way, and they end up at 18-1? What happens if they lose in their first playoff game because of rust? How is this any different than a crappy team taking a dive to gain a better draft pick? See how many questions pop up...amazing what happens if you had just played to win the game.
LaMarr Woodley, LB, Pittsburgh Steelers-I swear I think he tried the Jedi Mind trick yesterday with his comments. Didn't hear them or read them? Here you go: "All of them lay down," Woodley said Wednesday. "No one wants to see Pittsburgh in it. That's just how it is. Everybody knows we're a dangerous team once we get into the playoffs, no matter how we played the whole year. Once we get into the playoffs, the Pittsburgh Steelers is a playoff team."
I'm not sure how to type how hard I'm laughing. No, not LOL. Not LMFAO. Not RFLMAO. Nope, none of them come close. For this simple reason...hey LaMarr, worry about your own damn team! You and your Steelers ilk 'deserve' to make the playoffs. Want to know why? Easy-you lost 5 games in a row. Ya lost to the Raiders...at home! You were given a gift of a win against Minnesota. You also lost to the Chiefs and the Browns. And you think you're a dangerous team? Please, someone 'allow' the Steelers in the playoffs. I hope your offense enjoys the pass rush, because they can't run the ball and your QB is about 2 more concussions from having the intellect of a 5 year old. Dude, shut up. You are what your record says you are...and right now, you're a team in need of a boat load of help. How about beating Miami, and going from there?
A shout out to the Bengals-that team has had to deal with the death of the team Mom and now a teammate. I have a soft spot for them, and hope they beat the snot out of the NY Jets on Sunday night. But they have nothing to play for. Damn the Jets if they back into the playoffs.
My trip-well, this trip-I surprised my Mom for Christmas. And boy was she ever shocked. Big props to my boy Jay for picking me up at the airport and driving me to Mom's house. I landed at 10:30, the man sleeps barely 4 hours a night thanks to my 9 month old Godson and was nowhere near the area. But there he was, Dunkin' Donuts in hand, willing to help out. I am blessed to have a friend like him, this much I know for certain.
Christmas was mellow, a day spent watching 'A Christmas Story' and now 'Christmas Vacation'. Oh, and chinese take-out. Yummy. Then the drama happened. Why? Because it always happens. My Mom and I went to my Uncle Pete's Christmas night, as we always do. Mom had 2 drinks, then we left, as she had to work in the morning. Except she missed a step on the way out and took a complete digger. So she cut up her hand pretty good, scraping up a thumb and taking a decent chunk out of her middle finger. And scratched her glasses. Her ego was bruised a bit. But between the booze, the fall, and the day without my Pops-this was really like the first Christmas without him. Last year we were all kind of numb just staring at each other. Not that this year was great, but I'm glad I could be there for Mom. Of course we miss him, but who wouldn't miss a guy that makes awesome breakfast sandwiches that the fire dept. has to come to the house for the bacon smoke pillowing out of the windows? Exactly my point. So Mom was a little emotional. And I got to fix her up and take care of her.
The day after Christmas we went down to my Aunt's house and got the new thing I'm getting tired of. I've been noticing people are lacking tact lately, and it seems to be coming up more and more during a meal. My cousin is an EMT, but seriously, we can wait to talk about some stuff after food is done being plated, cut and eaten. Instead, he wouldn't shut the hell up. My brother and I were giving him 'the stare', which pretty much tells you to switch the subject. And he was unclear on the concept. Good kid, but he was all excited to see my brother and I, so he gets a pass. But still, can we bring some sense of decorum back to eating dinner??
Sunday was great, I got to go to a friends house, and my friend Heather drove me up to hang out and watch football. I've known Heather since high school, when she was dating one of my best friends when she was a freshman (Yes, we gave him crap forever about it.) She decided to bust out the prom picture...damn, that felt like a lifetime ago. And no, you can't see it. It was a successful Sunday, my teams all won in the last of fantasy football, so it was also a lucrative day.
Monday was even better. I got to hang out with Jay, his wife and my Godson. He's now crawling, only backwards, and giving out raspberries. It's always good to hang out with your friends and laugh. Jay and I always do that. Now, Jay isn't thrilled with the rest of the crew, because not a whole lot of people are stepping up to hang out. And he knows if I were there, well, beers would be consumed and I'd hang out.
Tuesday was the perfect bookend to this whole year for me. See, back in March I was supposed to go out to Boston to visit someone I like very much. She got the flu, or that nasty bug that was going around. Well, I had that ticket still sitting around as a credit, so I got to use it to fly out to surprise my Mom. Tuesday afternoon I got to have lunch with Uncle Pete, who curses like a sailor on leave, and got to have Sheperd's Pie. Awesome. But the highlight was seeing the same person I was supposed to see back in March. We had a blast. Well, at least I did. I think she did, too. Ever meet someone and never get bored talking to them, or listening to them? Yup, that's her. And we had fun talking, eating and drinking. She's slammed because of her job this time of year, so I'm glad she made the time to hang out.
Then I was up at 4 AM to make my flight out of Boston, and took a 4 hour nap after I got home. I'm still a little bit tired, but I'm back in Denver.
Alright, here are two quick lists to close up this blog and 2009.
Favorite artists albums downloaded this year (in other words I can always listen to them), in no particular order:
Kid Cudi
Anberlin
John Mayer
Jay-Z
Airborne Toxic Event
Asher Roth
J Dilla
Joell Oritz
Kev Brown
Mos Def
really disappointed in Rakim and Q-Tip
Now, I stated before about lists and resolutions, and here's certain takes on them, from askmen and some resolutions that we fail to keep up with.
My resolutions for 2010 are simple:
1. Cut down on the cussin'
2. Get back on stage to do standup
3. Exercise, it's not just for physical health, it's for my mental well-being, too.
4. Continue to learn and grow, and smile (apparently they're contagious)
Others like to reflect on the past year or past decade, etc, but I'm going to leave you with two decisions that now in hindsight I'm glad I made:
1. I went to Bentley College (now university) instead of Syracuse. While I'm not the TV/Radio commentator I wanted to be, I have two of the best friends any person could ever ask for. For them, I am truly blessed. Just wasn't my path, and I never would have made it out to Colorado and live the life I lead. If I had never left Boston I'd be a fat slob with a fat wife, on heart medication because I'm fat, with two fat kids being thankful to get a humski on my birthday. Sorry, that ain't living. That's death by tiny little cuts. I'll take where I am now over that life everyday and twice on every Sunday from here to eternity.
2. I've only quit one thing in my life, a job at a place I dispised. I have learned so much and become such a better person for leaving that situation that I will never tell anyone not to quit a pitiful situation in my life. Life's too short to be unhappy. Money will come if you are stable in your life, I believe this. I'm living it. My brother nicknamed me 'Even Steven' a couple of years ago, but I'm a firm believer that what you put out there you get back. Think it over for yourself.
Two last tidbits and I'm gone:
1. I'm going to start giving out books as presents from here on out. Even if it's something goofy, like 'Clifford's Big Red Truck'. People who read are generally better for it. At least that's the case with me.
2. I always listen to the SugarHill Gang's "Rappers Delight" on the descent when flying. Why? Because you can't be in a bad mood listening to them. I dare you to be pissed when thinking about the song and what it means to you. For me, it means my friends and roller skating. Now that's just damn funny.
Happy 2010 to you, be safe out there, and take care of yourself-it ain't illegal yet.
Kobe Bryant and Lakers fans-thank you so much for proving you don't have what it takes to win the whole thing come summer. Kobe, you've once again proven to me that while you've been given ample opportunity and stage to prove worthy of a basketball diety, you sir, suck as a human. You can't handle conflict or stress. A player with a lesser name would have been chucked out of that game on national TV on Christmas faster than most can type. Your display was horrid. And your douchey move of running over Mo Williams for no reason was beyond amateur. I just wish ABC and the NBA would stop promoting this one trick pony phony. Kobe must be douchenese for 'whiny bitch'. And Lakers fans, chucking foam fingers when your team isn't winning is laughable. At least people in Philly boo Santa Claus, and in Cleveland they throw dog bones. You stay classy, Fakers fans. How about booing your team for not showing up? And this little nugget-the Fakers have played 17 of their first 21 games at home...have fun on the road in March, where you'll be tested.
Brett Favre and Vikings personnel-you get what you pay for. I could bitch and moan and laugh, but I'll give Brett Fav-ruh this: he played his ass off Monday Night, at least in the 2nd half. Oh, and he did help me win a fantasy football league. But the whole blow up about benching him is hilarious and y'all can't be surprised. LeRoy Butler, a former GB teammate of Fav-ruh, called him a Diva...and no one seemed to dispute it. So there you have it, I guess.
NYY fan-good luck. You'll have no joy in watching your team try and win the World Series. How's it feel to purchase everything? Got to be kind of boring, unlike other teams that try and develop talent. Look at that roster, and who is from the farm? Jeter, Pettitte, Rivera and Posada are all circa 1996. Since then, the only everyday player they've developed is Cano. And if their payroll is like $80 million more than the 2nd highest payroll team, where's the competition? What's the point in playing? And I'm a Red Sox fan!!
To those that bitch about fantasy sports-if you don't like it, don't play. It's supposed to be a little bit fun. Of course, I think winning is fun, but I'm weird like that. I won 2 leagues and came in 3rd in another after starting 0-5...and that's the team I'm happiest about.
Indianapolis Colts-Unbelievably, I think Tedy Bruschi summed up Colts fans feelings about the team yanking it's starters halfway thru the 3rd quarter up 15-10 on the Jets....Cowards!!! That's the way I feel. I'm thrilled I'm not a Colts fan, as I'd feel cheated. Look, sports is an escape, and when you have a chance to do something that's never been done before, it's a thrill to watch. While I'm still pissed that the Pats lost their chance at perfection to a lucky catch and an improbable QB scramble, at least they went for it. What happens if the Colts don't lose the rest of the way, and they end up at 18-1? What happens if they lose in their first playoff game because of rust? How is this any different than a crappy team taking a dive to gain a better draft pick? See how many questions pop up...amazing what happens if you had just played to win the game.
LaMarr Woodley, LB, Pittsburgh Steelers-I swear I think he tried the Jedi Mind trick yesterday with his comments. Didn't hear them or read them? Here you go: "All of them lay down," Woodley said Wednesday. "No one wants to see Pittsburgh in it. That's just how it is. Everybody knows we're a dangerous team once we get into the playoffs, no matter how we played the whole year. Once we get into the playoffs, the Pittsburgh Steelers is a playoff team."
I'm not sure how to type how hard I'm laughing. No, not LOL. Not LMFAO. Not RFLMAO. Nope, none of them come close. For this simple reason...hey LaMarr, worry about your own damn team! You and your Steelers ilk 'deserve' to make the playoffs. Want to know why? Easy-you lost 5 games in a row. Ya lost to the Raiders...at home! You were given a gift of a win against Minnesota. You also lost to the Chiefs and the Browns. And you think you're a dangerous team? Please, someone 'allow' the Steelers in the playoffs. I hope your offense enjoys the pass rush, because they can't run the ball and your QB is about 2 more concussions from having the intellect of a 5 year old. Dude, shut up. You are what your record says you are...and right now, you're a team in need of a boat load of help. How about beating Miami, and going from there?
A shout out to the Bengals-that team has had to deal with the death of the team Mom and now a teammate. I have a soft spot for them, and hope they beat the snot out of the NY Jets on Sunday night. But they have nothing to play for. Damn the Jets if they back into the playoffs.
My trip-well, this trip-I surprised my Mom for Christmas. And boy was she ever shocked. Big props to my boy Jay for picking me up at the airport and driving me to Mom's house. I landed at 10:30, the man sleeps barely 4 hours a night thanks to my 9 month old Godson and was nowhere near the area. But there he was, Dunkin' Donuts in hand, willing to help out. I am blessed to have a friend like him, this much I know for certain.
Christmas was mellow, a day spent watching 'A Christmas Story' and now 'Christmas Vacation'. Oh, and chinese take-out. Yummy. Then the drama happened. Why? Because it always happens. My Mom and I went to my Uncle Pete's Christmas night, as we always do. Mom had 2 drinks, then we left, as she had to work in the morning. Except she missed a step on the way out and took a complete digger. So she cut up her hand pretty good, scraping up a thumb and taking a decent chunk out of her middle finger. And scratched her glasses. Her ego was bruised a bit. But between the booze, the fall, and the day without my Pops-this was really like the first Christmas without him. Last year we were all kind of numb just staring at each other. Not that this year was great, but I'm glad I could be there for Mom. Of course we miss him, but who wouldn't miss a guy that makes awesome breakfast sandwiches that the fire dept. has to come to the house for the bacon smoke pillowing out of the windows? Exactly my point. So Mom was a little emotional. And I got to fix her up and take care of her.
The day after Christmas we went down to my Aunt's house and got the new thing I'm getting tired of. I've been noticing people are lacking tact lately, and it seems to be coming up more and more during a meal. My cousin is an EMT, but seriously, we can wait to talk about some stuff after food is done being plated, cut and eaten. Instead, he wouldn't shut the hell up. My brother and I were giving him 'the stare', which pretty much tells you to switch the subject. And he was unclear on the concept. Good kid, but he was all excited to see my brother and I, so he gets a pass. But still, can we bring some sense of decorum back to eating dinner??
Sunday was great, I got to go to a friends house, and my friend Heather drove me up to hang out and watch football. I've known Heather since high school, when she was dating one of my best friends when she was a freshman (Yes, we gave him crap forever about it.) She decided to bust out the prom picture...damn, that felt like a lifetime ago. And no, you can't see it. It was a successful Sunday, my teams all won in the last of fantasy football, so it was also a lucrative day.
Monday was even better. I got to hang out with Jay, his wife and my Godson. He's now crawling, only backwards, and giving out raspberries. It's always good to hang out with your friends and laugh. Jay and I always do that. Now, Jay isn't thrilled with the rest of the crew, because not a whole lot of people are stepping up to hang out. And he knows if I were there, well, beers would be consumed and I'd hang out.
Tuesday was the perfect bookend to this whole year for me. See, back in March I was supposed to go out to Boston to visit someone I like very much. She got the flu, or that nasty bug that was going around. Well, I had that ticket still sitting around as a credit, so I got to use it to fly out to surprise my Mom. Tuesday afternoon I got to have lunch with Uncle Pete, who curses like a sailor on leave, and got to have Sheperd's Pie. Awesome. But the highlight was seeing the same person I was supposed to see back in March. We had a blast. Well, at least I did. I think she did, too. Ever meet someone and never get bored talking to them, or listening to them? Yup, that's her. And we had fun talking, eating and drinking. She's slammed because of her job this time of year, so I'm glad she made the time to hang out.
Then I was up at 4 AM to make my flight out of Boston, and took a 4 hour nap after I got home. I'm still a little bit tired, but I'm back in Denver.
Alright, here are two quick lists to close up this blog and 2009.
Favorite artists albums downloaded this year (in other words I can always listen to them), in no particular order:
Kid Cudi
Anberlin
John Mayer
Jay-Z
Airborne Toxic Event
Asher Roth
J Dilla
Joell Oritz
Kev Brown
Mos Def
really disappointed in Rakim and Q-Tip
Now, I stated before about lists and resolutions, and here's certain takes on them, from askmen and some resolutions that we fail to keep up with.
My resolutions for 2010 are simple:
1. Cut down on the cussin'
2. Get back on stage to do standup
3. Exercise, it's not just for physical health, it's for my mental well-being, too.
4. Continue to learn and grow, and smile (apparently they're contagious)
Others like to reflect on the past year or past decade, etc, but I'm going to leave you with two decisions that now in hindsight I'm glad I made:
1. I went to Bentley College (now university) instead of Syracuse. While I'm not the TV/Radio commentator I wanted to be, I have two of the best friends any person could ever ask for. For them, I am truly blessed. Just wasn't my path, and I never would have made it out to Colorado and live the life I lead. If I had never left Boston I'd be a fat slob with a fat wife, on heart medication because I'm fat, with two fat kids being thankful to get a humski on my birthday. Sorry, that ain't living. That's death by tiny little cuts. I'll take where I am now over that life everyday and twice on every Sunday from here to eternity.
2. I've only quit one thing in my life, a job at a place I dispised. I have learned so much and become such a better person for leaving that situation that I will never tell anyone not to quit a pitiful situation in my life. Life's too short to be unhappy. Money will come if you are stable in your life, I believe this. I'm living it. My brother nicknamed me 'Even Steven' a couple of years ago, but I'm a firm believer that what you put out there you get back. Think it over for yourself.
Two last tidbits and I'm gone:
1. I'm going to start giving out books as presents from here on out. Even if it's something goofy, like 'Clifford's Big Red Truck'. People who read are generally better for it. At least that's the case with me.
2. I always listen to the SugarHill Gang's "Rappers Delight" on the descent when flying. Why? Because you can't be in a bad mood listening to them. I dare you to be pissed when thinking about the song and what it means to you. For me, it means my friends and roller skating. Now that's just damn funny.
Happy 2010 to you, be safe out there, and take care of yourself-it ain't illegal yet.
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