Wings Lose....Leave Me Alone!

Well, as if shit wasn't going downhill alot of places already, the Wings drop last night's game 4-1 against Boston. If the Wings slump now, it's gonna be a tough week to get through without letting ol' uncle Jack ease the pain a little.

Diddy Follows in Obama' Footsteps (Or Tries To Anyway)

I don't like P.Diddy, or Puff Daddy, or Diddy, or whatever the hell he's calling himself these days. In my opinion, he's like Prince, but with only a sliver of the talent. His latest adventure into the realm of entertainment, or let's be honest, marketing, because we all know Diddy's wealth comes not from being a good entertainer (his raps suck, just ask Biggie), but from being a good enterprenuer. Which is fine and dandy, do what you do, you know? But know the over-ambitious mogul wants to break into acting, becoming, in the spirit of Barack Obama, the first black James Bond. Now I'm not opposed to the idea, I'm just opposed to Diddy being that black man. If you want an authentic Bond, I'd go with a guy like Denzel Washington. Diddy can stick to making fragrances and playing golf.

This Thanksgiving I'm Thankful for......Everything but the Lions

It's almost funny how bad things are for the Detroit Lions this season. As the numerous fans in the audience during yesterday's Thanksgiving match-up indicated with their homemade signs, the only ones in worse need of a bailout than Wall Street are the 0-12 Lions. Rumor has it that the folks in L.A. are clamoring for the Lions to move there, a historic football city which was once the home of the Rams, now out of St. Louis, and the Raiders, now out of Oakland. I don't think they want a football team bad enough to take on this franchise, but if they want em, they can sure as hell have em. We'll start from scratch if we have to. Call our team the Detroit Big African Game Hunters

Potential Stanley Cup Matchup a letdown

Damn. In what I had personally predicted to be this year's Stanley Cup finals matchup, The Detroit Redwings and the Montreal Canadiens met last night in Detroit, for what I had hoped would be an exciting, high-powered offensive game indicative of the kind of play each club would exhibit in the postseason. However, I was to be dissapointed as the Wings got deftly defeated by the Habs. I'm a little prejudice, but I'm willing to bet that if the Wings would have had fresh legs (they were fresh off a 4 game west-caost road stint), the story would have been a little different.

God Help Us

I hate reality television, and usually when I'm surfing channels late at night I can pass by a disgusting reality program without problems, but one I ran into last night stopped me dead in my tracks. Yes, as I passed the cultural cesspool that is MTV, I had the extreme displeasure of being exposed to Paris Hilton: My New BFF. LIKE, OH MY GOD! FRIENDSHIP, TO ME, IS LIKE, DOING WELL IN PRE-SCHEDULED REALITY TV EVENTS AND LIVING COMFORTABLY IN A HOUSE WITH SIX OTHER ANNOYING BLOND BITCHES! God help us!

Here is an quick summary of one of the episodes, straight from MTV.com: The game is on for the BFFs who held nothing back during their last visit with Paris. After hitting the streets of Hollywood and bearing it all in a hot tub, who will go home and who will be in the final running to be Paris' new BFF?

Wow, can't wait to tune in for this one? Am I wrong here or does this competition (if you can call it that) seem to be all about which one of these airheads can emulate the Queen Airhead of them all the best? News Flash to any terrorists reading my blog: THIS is the part of American Culture you should be working to destroy!

Ah the Irony

I read today that a recent survey showed that talking on a hands-free phone while driving is actually more dangerous than conversing with a passenger while driving, contrary to popular belief. How ironic is that? The study showed that drivers on a hands-free device were more likely to drift out of their lane and miss right turns. Take that Bluetooth! Maybe now people will wait till they get out of their cars to make their precious phonecalls eh?

What the????

So I get up to go to class at 9:25 this morning, and there's no snow on the ground, on the trees, or on my roommates cars. I get out of class at 10:40 and there's a freakin' inch of snow on the ground, with more fat wet flakes pouring down on my head by the second. And to think I almost forgot I was living in Michigan........

21st Birthday, Not Mine Though....

Tonight I'm going to a party commemorating the 21st birthday of one of my good friends, and it's got me to thinking about my own coming of age. I won't be 21 until March 26th of next year, but for some reason that date feels as though it's already come and gone. The excitement of reaching legal drinking age is virtually non-existent these days, because let's face it: if some one under 21 wants alcohol, especially in Grand Rapids, they can get their hands on some booze. The first beer I crack open at the bar on my 21st won't be my first beer by a long shot, just my most expensive one to date, and I don't know if I'll even venture to the bar to buy it. For my generation, the rite of passage that is drinking started at the same time as my father's generation, 18, but the difference is that for them it was legal, and for us it's not. I would argue that there are just as many 18 year olds drinking now than there was before the law change, if not more. By the time our rite of passage, our 21st, rolls around, our generation just shrugs our collective shoulders in indifference. So what does my 21st mean for me? The fact that I've effectively earned a right to pay more for my beer, served in a classier fashion.

Oilers-Wings: Round Two Tonight

Can't wait for this rematch tonight! The Oilers shoot in the offensive zone as if they were wearing blindfolds! They couldn't hit the net if it was soccer regulation size! I'm predicting another Detroit stomp, this time on Canadian soil. My prediction: Wings 6, Oilers 0, with big goals from Big Hoss and The Franz.

DAMN YOU BIGBY'S!!!!!

Well that's it! I'm personally damning Bigby's coffee to eternal hellfire, if that's even possible for me to do. I went out to MSU yesterday only to find out that my girlfriend had to work midnight to six in the morning, and she hadn't known that earlier because her manager messed up the schedule! Thanks Bigby Bitch! Now I'm stuck sucking down Moosehead waiting for a.) the sun to rise, and b.) my girlfriend to get home from work. Ahhhhhh. the beer tastes bittersweet!

Wanna Get Away?

You know those Southwest Airline commercials, the one's where someone does something embarassing or implicating, then wishes they could be transported far far away. Well I'm feeling something similar today thanks to the stress that's building in my life. Thankfully, I don't need a plane to get away from my problems, so I'm driving to MSU to see my baby and leaving my bills and worries behind.

Power of Oil Useless Against Wings

In a victory both for the team and against the fossil fuel crisis ( a stretch I know) The Red Wings took out the Edmonton Oilers tonight in a brezzy 4-0 win. New nicknames for players: Marian Hossa is now Big Hoss, Johan Franzen is now The Franz. EeHHHHHHH. Not getting these? Watch more hockey!

Damn You Bigbys!

I would like to quickly send out a personal message of frustration and hatred to Bigby's Coffe Company, whose East Lansing location had been making my girlfriend's life a living hell for the last month or so. Today, she works the graveyard shift, starting at midnight and ending at six in the morning, and it is her fourth straight night of doing so! Not only do such late hours render her unreachable all the next day (she is usually sleeping), but her hair is starting to permanantly smell like roasted coffee beans. Too much effort for not enough reward, but that's just my opinion.

Change I don't need

Well it's official. As two of my roommates informed me today, they will be joining my third roommate in moving back home for the next academic semester, rendering our lease in our current house defunct after December. This election has sure brought change to or house, with each of us unexpectedly going our separate ways halfway through the academic year. So change has come, but its change that I neither needed nor foresaw having to deal with.

Redwings Redeemed!

I'll make this one short. Redwings redeem themselves with a victory last night over the Tampa Bay Lightning, who's coach I have hated for some time. Who the hell watches hockey in Tampa Bay anyway.....

Payback is a bitch!

I ahve a funny story to share today: last week two of my jackass friends (who shall remain unnamed) decided to steal our TV in the middle of the night, leaving us to awaken surprised the next morning to assume that our house had been raided by Eastown's finest. Then, a few days later, they snuck the TV back into our house while I was in the shower, leaving me to wonder just what sort of spirits we;re roaming around the place. Well, last night I finally had a chance to pay my friends back. They were over hanging out and drinking some whiskey before heading to a concert, and I was upstairs watching a movie. Before they left, one of my friends decided to repeat the TV gag, hauling our set out to his car, parked in the car wash adjacent to my house, in the drunken hopes that I (being far more sober) would not discover it. Well, due to my average intelligence, I came downsatirs later to find it gone, and after a few minutes of searching, found it in my friends backseat. His car was unlocked of course (stupid drunk-ass) and I couldn't help but take the opportunity for revenge. I took my television back inside, hid it well, and procedded to load everything of value from my friend's car into a trash bag. He was so plastered when they got back from the show, that he didn't even bother to check in his car. I pretended to be asleep when they came in, and then made a big pretend fuss over my missing tv the next morning. My friend groggily assured me it was alright, that he had my set out in his car, and much to my delight, took me outside to show me. Not only did he discover that my tv was not there, but that his Ipod, cigarettes, CD's, clothes, workboots, and even a power sander, were missing from his vehicle. My friend is now convinced his car was broken into, and he's promised to bring us a new television set tonight. Ah sweet victory! How long should I wait before I give him his shit back? I say let him suffer.

What the Fuck!!!!!

Wow! Well I really ate my post from yesterday...... Wings lose 7-6 in OT, blowing both a two goal and a three goal lead, the latter in the third period. When the Pens were celebrating, Crosby's grin made me want to vomit all over my living room. I blame the loss on my sketchy Comcastic cable television service, which cut out for a good 5 minutes in the second period. This one was a real bummer.....

Rematch!

I've waited for this one for awhile! Rematch tonight between my beloved Detroit Red Wings and the hated Pittsburg Penguins with their NHL posterboy captain Sidney (Cindy) Crosby. As every hockey fan knows, the WIngs trounced the Pens this past June, winning 4 games to 2 and once again bringing Lord Stanley's cup back where it belongs: Hockeytown. My prediction: Wings 5, Pens 2

Pride and Prejudice

I'm reading Pride and Prejudice in Novel class right now, a novel whcih my instructor frequently touts as "the best novel written in Engligh". Do I agree? No. And frankly I'm getting tired of lectures where he is far too proud of Jane Austens great literary acomplishment, and far too prejudice about the (in my opinion) paltry social commentary the novel makes.

Ouch

Remember that birthday I told you about yesterday. Well, because of that birthday, all I have the strength to write today is: Ouch, where the hell is the asprin?

Another One

It's Saturday, but not just any old Saturday. Today marks a great day in my house, as it is the birthday of one of the Roomates. As a tradition in my house, we usually start the drinking early on birthdays, and continue well on into the evening hours. However, this does not always bode well with the other birthday customs we have, such as cooking a nice birthday meal. Today we're doing porterhouse steaks, and judging from the agonizing howls I'm hearing from the front porch, my roomate most likely burned the steaks. Never trust a porterhouse to a drunken grillmaster.....unless of course its his birthday, then you smile and choke down your charred piece of beef, cracking another beer for good measure.

My landlord is.....Headed for the border?

Another quick development in my current housign crisis has had quite an unsettling effect on my roomates and I. Coincidence is a funny thing, and it just so happens that ever since we recieved a forclosure notice in the mail, we haven't been able to get in contact with our landlord. Weird huh? He's a young guy, prolly 27 or so, and has seemed a little more than shady during the 1.5 years or so we've been paying him rent. guess all that rent money we were giving him in cash wasn't exactly goin in the bank to pay the mortgage eh? My guess, he's halfway to Mexico by now...

Finally

Well, I didn't ever think the housing and loan crisis would ever affect me so directly as it has done today. I just got word that my landlord, who owns the house in Eastown where my roomates and I rent, has received a letter telling him that his mortgage has been defaulted on, and that it is going to be auctioned December 3rd, meaning that my roomates and I are out of a place to live come then. Ah, nothing adds to the stress of final exams like finding a new place to live smack in the middle of the school year!

Obama!........doesn't take office until January 20th

In the wake of the excitement generated by Obama's election, it's easy to forget that we still have two and a half months of W and company to suffer through before we can roll our collective sleeves up and get started. Now as an official lame duck President, Bush will likely sit on his ass some more, enjoying the luxuries of the White House while waiting to be escorted from the premise Jan.20th with more pomp and circumstance than he deserves, probably off to Crawford Ranch where he'll spend the rest of his days laughing his monkey laugh on the porch with Cheney and the gang as the remember how bad they screwed us all. And isn't that just exactly what we need considering the multitude of problems we currently face as a nation? A do-nothing approach for the next two and a half months? Hell no it isn't.

Election 2008: I think I'm dreaming, pinch me!

Wow. Just watched every news network (FOX included) declare Obama the winner by a landslide. I have to say I thought the contest would be alot closer than this, as well as a lot more controversial. Now all we have left is to wait and see just what kind of CHANGE comes to America. Hopefully, it's change that we truly do need, that is to become once again a country whose strength, as Obama so deftly called for, "comes not from our the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity, and unyielding hope."

Yes We Can,
But Will We Do?

Freedom of Speech

On the day before this year's election, a man in Santa Barbra California was taken into custody by police for standing on a highway overpass waving a gun while holding an American flag and wearing a ski-mask. The reason for this according to a local officer? An apparent demonstration against the war. A guy in a ski-mask waving a gun like a loony............because he's anti-war. Canada anyone? Eh?

Not Happy with Dumars

So Joe Dumars just gave up two of my favorite Detroit Pistons, Antonio McDyse and Chauncey Billups, in a trade to Denver for, get this, Allen Iverson. Yup, the same guy who told his coach he needed time off to work on his "rap" album a few years back. I was under the impression that we were looking for athletes in the motor city, not egotistical, vain, assholes like Mr. Iverson. Once again, for the manual on how to run a sports team, especially in Detroit, look no further than the Detroit RedWings.

BCS WOES

Just watched Texas Tech cap off an impressive win over undefeated Texas. Enjoyed it immensely. What I did not enjoy was the tidal wave of over-analysis on the state of the BCS rankings that followed. The way the commentators were shouting and gesturing wildly you would have thought you were watching the O'Reily Factor or something! Enough of this BCS bullshit and just have a playoff, leave the bickering and arguing over process and procedure to politicians and pundits.