December 17, 2007

You’ve got to take a test to get a license…

…but anyone can get a record deal?  Or should the test be given to the person handing out the record deals?  You’ve absolutely got to be kidding me.  With each passing day, that story about trying to help women learn from her “mistakes” seems less and less legit.  Eh, no benefit of the doubt for Ms. Steffans at this point.

And Eddie…Eddie…Eddie.  Why, sir?  This is an even worse idea than when Rick James let Eddie do “Party All The Time.”

December 14, 2007

Today’s lesson in irony

Check David Justice’s response to being named in the Mitchell Report.  An angry man he is, and an angry man he should be if he did not use steroids and was listed in the report.  I get that.

But just in case you haven’t seen the report, lemme run a highlight of Justice’s portion by you.

Justice denied using performance enhancing substances himself, but he
provided the names of many players who, he suspected, had used steroids.  He emphasized,
however, that he did not have direct knowledge of any use by these players.  He stated that he
had had “thousands” of conversations about possible steroid use in baseball.

Forgive me, but it’s hard for him to elicit much sympathy when, admittedly with no evidence, he was down to put a lot of people in the same situation he’s in now.

December 14, 2007

Ugh

And just as I posted that, Big Nose Ken made me call Tech Support.  It didn’t actually say you had a big nose, you big nosed clown.

December 14, 2007

Nothing’s more fun than randomness

So I’m doing an online chat session with the makers of my printer.  For some reason, in everything online that discusses how to set the printer up to the wireless network, it only speaks Windows.  Boo.

Anyway, I got the chat window open with (what I presume to be) a man named Ken.  But right under the window is a picture of a woman with a sizable schnozz.  For some reason, that’s hilarious to me.

December 13, 2007

Disaster averted

Thanks to all those that know the databases, but I figured out my problem.

OK, the only person that cared enough to hit me back was my agent, Funzo Goodstein.  And he’s just in it for the money.

December 13, 2007

Baba needs help!

Is anyone here proficient in either MS Access or the database on NeoOffice?  If you’re good with either, could you please send me an e-mail?  I’ve got a problem that’s driving me every kind of bonkers.

December 12, 2007

The Wire Countdown has officially begun

I’ve spent the better part of the last week and a half cranking out a massive database.  I’m not sure exactly how many records, but I’m guessing about 6,000.  The best part–each record required me click-and-drag some information from a .pdf.  That’s clicking and dragging 6,000 times using a trackpad.  I might be in occupational therapy next month.  Seriously.  My thumbs hurt.

And it certainly doesn’t help that my hobby of choice during breaks is playing Guitar Hero III.

So today, I’m playing it easy.  Ran a couple of queries and now I don’t have too much to do.  Last day of break for a long time, so I may as well have some fun with it.

Therefore, I’m treating myself to a few episodes of Season Four of the Wire on DVD.

Sesaon Five starts January 8.  I can’t wait.  I realize there’s going to be a big problem, though.

I’ve spent the last year watching the Wire on DVD.  I’ve run through seasons in two days.  One episode’s over?  Time to watch another.  It’s like flipping to another chapter in a book and, next thing you know, you’re on page 250.

I don’t know how I’ll be able to deal with getting just one episode a week.  I need a quicker gratification than that.

Gonna be a tough life for me, especially since I can’t get OnDemand.

Anyway, I figure I’ve got a bunch of Wire posts I can do, so I’ll drop a few here and there.  And if you won’t know what we’re talking about, go rent the DVDs.

December 11, 2007

Good Move, Nigga

From Q…I have no words.

Actually, yes I do.  It’s good dude got this straight before he got to the States, but I figure he lost a lot of money by making this decision.  I don’t know about you, but I’d pay to whoop somebody’s ass behind something like this.  That is more than worth the price of a concert ticket.

December 11, 2007

C’mon Alex…

Alex Trebek had a minor heart attack.  Thank goodness they said “minor,” cuz I might have been broken down otherwise.

We’re all defined, to an extent, by irrelevant things about ourselves.  It’s not a big deal in the grand scheme, but Michael Jordan is known for being a boss basketball player.  Doesn’t matter what he does for starving African children.  Bono can write songs like “One.”  That’s what’s crucial.

Me?  I am a bit of an endless repository for useless trivia.  I’m not the boss I used to be about sports, but my brother was stunned over Thanksgiving that he couldn’t randomly throw out the number of a Packers defensive tackle and I didn’t know the dude’s name.  Said that had never happened before.

On other stuff, I just know things that, quite honestly, are holding up space for more important stuff, some of which is the rack of stuff my fiancee swears she told me of which I have no recollection.  I know so much of that stuff that I’m in a Hall of Fame for it.  Seriously, check it out (scroll to the bottom).
Much of that is because of Alex Trebek.  See, I went to school 25 miles from where I lived.  There wasn’t any going home after school.  There was riding the school bus, getting off at the barber shop, sweeping the floor to get enough dough for a snack and, eventually, going to my mother’s office.

That normally happened after Jeopardy! went off.

Usually didn’t get to the barber shop until after the start of Double Jeopardy, but you’d be amazed how much minutaie you can pick up just watching Jeopardy!  It hasn’t been good for but so much, but people have stood over my shoulder at bars while I play the trivia games by myself.  It’s a pretty cool parlor trick, I must say.  Better than being the dude that threw up and entire shot of Jager through his nose, lemme tell ya.

Losing Alex Trebek would be like losing a mentor, really.  Part of the draw for Trebek is that he’s actually pretty cool.  I don’t think Alex Trebek has much trouble with the sexy young ladies…and he conveys this while rattling off the nerdiest stuff there is!  That’s pimpin’.  His game is premium like octane.

Not a bad dude for a kid to watch every day after school, I have to say.

So keep on truckin’, Alex.  Things wouldn’t be the same without you.

December 10, 2007

Branching out to Kentucky Sports Radio

Well, while I’ve got stuff I’m working on, very little of it is actual writing.  That’s not good for me, so my man Matt Jones is allowing me to post on the blog for Kentucky Sports Radio.  I do an appearance on their radio show once a week now, but it’s fun to do more with them.

So, when you get a chance, check out Kentucky Sports Radio.  It’s on the blogroll, also.