February 25, 2009

Check the e-mail list FIRST

Check this here. The mayor of Los Alamitos, CA sent the following photo out via e-mail.

So, of course, I have two questions….

1. When you’re forwarding an e-mail of questionable taste — and we’ve all done it — you typically ask yourself, “will (insert person here) be offended?”  In this case, the unabridged version would be “will Keyanus be offended?

Just read that over again.  ”Will Keyanus be offended?” You don’t even have to play it safe to know the answer to that is “no. You can play it 70-in-a-45-with-no-seat-belt, and you STILL go farther down the list and ask yourself, “what about Key-Key…will she be offended?” Then you keep going, get to “Kimmie” and send away.

Sending the e-mail is one thing. Sending it to KEYANUS? Well, let’s just say you don’t want to be in the mayor’s phone book. This is the fool that pocket dials his ex from the delivery room.

2. So I keep looking at that picture…and it just makes me look forward to summer. I love watermelon. You do, too. Everybody does. Hell, if there really was a watermelon patch in the front lawn of the White House, you’d see a lot more decent people trying to get into politics.

Why? Because decent people like watermelon. Dag, I sure could go for some right now.

Yes, I said it. I said this, too. And I’ll say it again. And if I roll up with some watermelon, spittin’ seeds and juice dripping down my cheeks, you know what you’ll be?

Jealous, that’s what.

February 23, 2009

SSP — The Reminder

Don’t forget I’m gonna be on TV tonight. Schedule here.

An interesting now from the premier — I looked up on the screen and remarked how nice my shirt was. I knew it was nice because it looked awfully nice when I was putting it on before the premier. Looked like I got that one “good shirt.”

I think I’ve got another one. Good shirt, that is. I’m too old to refer to “my good shirt.”

February 16, 2009

I actually wrote something!

Business…check this contribution on college football I made to Rushmore Drive’s Black History Month production. I think it’s good (though a quick hitter).

It’s kinda wild doing one of these posts, seeing how I do them so rarely. Used to be one or two a week just for new stuff. Crazy how the game changes, I suppose.

Speaking of the game changing, one thing stays the same…SSP!

Check out the HBO documentary “The Battle for Tobacco Road,” a look at the UNC-Duke rivalry. I’m in it, and I manage to neither embarrass myself or the family name. Considering they caught me on a “candid” day, that’s a miracle. I saw the doc at the premier last week, and it’s really good. Thanks to the director, George Roy, for giving me the call and not leaving my entire carcass on the cutting room floor.

Here’s a trailer.

February 8, 2009

What does voluptuous mean in England?

Reading the Daily Mail, and I came across some story about how Kate Winslet has finally learned to appreciate her “voluptuous bottom.” 

Sorry, but if that’s how your ass looks in HEELS, there’s a better word to use than “voluptuous.”  God bless cultural relativity, ha?

February 6, 2009

Is Facebook killing my blog?

I love this blog.  I’m one of the least sentimental people you’ll ever meet, but I have an attachment to it and readers past and present that I probably won’t shake.  Much of what I’ve done professionally started, in one form or fashion, here.  Been doing this almost five years ago.  If I had the blog four years earlier, I’d probably be farther along.  If I started it today, I’d be blogging from the parents’ basement.  It’s that serious.

With that in mind, I apologize for not blogging much lately.

That said, it ain’t my fault.  It’s Facebook’s fault.

I haven’t blogged in more than a week, but I flip up my Facebook page like I don’t want the cops to catch onto what I’m doing.  Writing notes and all that stuff.  Changing pictures.  

I’ll say this for the folks that made FB — they hit the mother lode.  Their genius is in figuring out countless mechanisms to keep you on the page, which drives up the average time spent viewing, which drives the ad revenue.  And in a time where broadcast ads are a tough sell, being able to stay on an Internet page is huge.  It’s like getting someone to park in front of a billboard for 15-20 minutes at a time.

And they’ve had a way of getting me.

I was actually sort of ashamed of how much I had done over there, relative to here.  Blogging is way more fun, and I’m way more likely to say something worth thinking about here.  It’s funny, but I’m more open and prone to things like profanity on my blog, as if this isn’t easier to get to than my Facebook page.  I never purported to be that bright, btw.

So yeah, it’s Facebook’s fault.  The dirty tricks they use to keep you logged on ’bout all day and all of that.  And, the immediate feedback from people you know, which evokes a slightly different feeling than getting hit back on the blog.  It’s hard to explain, but I think you know what I’m saying.

So yeah, my bad.  I’m back, though.  I think…if for no other reason than I’ll be on TV soon and have to get back on that good SSP.  You know how it is.