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thanks to bad weather in Boston, the Red Sox can't lose tonight.

Good grief, has the sky fallen over Fenway Park yet? The pitching staff looks like a bunch of girls at prom looking over their shoulder to see who's catching them droppin' it like it's hot. Being a pitching coach isn't that hard-work fast, change speeds, keep the ball down. Done and done. Not these guys. And don't get me started on Dice-K. Horrid is too kind of a word. I've never liked him, as a player or especially watching him. His last Sox start can't come soon enough. They will string together some wins, don't fret too much, we're only 2 weeks into the season.

In case you missed some news from Opening Day, a Giants fan was pummeled outside of Dodger Stadium in LA. The man is still in a coma. Really? For a baseball game? As classless as the attackers are, the WOW award goes to the guy who wrote this article. Way to blame the victim, pal. And I suppose girls who get drunk on a Friday night deserve to be raped, too? This guy and his editor need a reality check, like yesterday.

Is anyone else getting creeped out by the amount of moustaches on TV commercials lately? Maybe it's just me, but I swear I see an unmarked white van drive by my house every time that damn DQ Blizzard commercial comes on.

Finally, a political opinion I can support-don't let ignorant people vote!

And lastly, Kobe Bryant used a 'slur' on TV last night, *gasp*, in the heat of competition. Rightly or wrongly, which is more shocking to you-that Kobe said 'faggot' or that I'm defending his right to say whatever the hell he wants? Quite the quandary, isn't it? While you may not like that word, I've got news for you-he can say it. The NBA fining him is pandering to a group of groups who don't want certain language used. My take? You put microphones all around a bench and you're bound to catch all sorts of language you don't like. And don't start calling it the 'F-word', that one is already taken. Look at the source, and tell me you're really all that surprised. C'mon now, really?
This brings up an interesting couple of points. One I will tackle right here, right now-I'm starting to be reminded that there are certain types of people on this planet that just live to be offended, and in doing so, feel the need to correct you. You may think I'm ignorant, I could care less. Read this or don't. Tell your friends or don't. I don't do this blog for you. It's my current creative outlet. And while I'm not a huge fan of certain words, when I say something I'm not looking for a history lesson nor a discussion of how shitty this country has been in the past or the constant differences in skin-tone and all that happens to reflect on society. If you don't want my opinion, don't ask for it. I'm too damn old and too tired to care about your sensitivities. I've stated it before and I'll do it again:

"You don't have the right to not be offended." Now please, get over yourself, look in the mirror and learn to laugh at yourself. If you choose not to, you'll soon suffocate from stupidity-be it your own or that around you that will turn you crazy.

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