I found this picture of the Rapture.
Author: mrunstoppable
Who’s Crazy Now?
I just got done playing basketball with my brother Chuck. We play about 5 times a week. Usually our games are friendly. Today was different.
We play a game called 21. For the uninitiated, you play to 21 points, with the caveat that – like the card game, you cannot go over 21. This is not really important. The important part is that Chuck made every shot he put up. He was up 20 to 0 like 5 minutes into the game. I responded by going insane.
I kept getting more and more frustrated and angry. I stopped talking to him. I kicked the ball. I threw it at him. After losing twice, I attempted to walk off the court during the third game because I felt that Chuck was no longer playing hard. He had to convince me to come back and finish the game – which I won.
What in god’s name is wrong with me?
Happy Birthday Chuck!
You can dance!
You can jive!
Having the time of your life!
I love you big brother!
Sports Question of the Half-Year
Everyone knows that football is the most popular game of this era. Does it have anything to do with the fact that they seem to have the CBA that most heavily benefits the owners? Does the fact that franchises can just cut someone loose with out having a Steve Francis situation make competititveness more feasible year in and year out?
I guess what i’m asking is this:
As far as being good for the game, is what’s good for the owners good for the sport?
Posted per Kent’s request.
Handicapped Jerk Handler
Yesterday the wife and I were on our way home from a firework display by our house. While we were on one of those little ramps that goes from the intersection to the sidewalk, I noticed that I had to tie my shoe. So I bent over for literally like 5 seconds to resecure the laces, so I didn’t trip and kill myself. Well, I’m not down there 3 seconds, when I hear “Excuse me.”
I look up and it’s a woman pushing another woman in a wheelchair. She needs the ramp. That’s fine. But why can’t she wait like 2 more seconds. She can see what I’m doing. It’s not like I’m setting up camp. I’m tying my freaking shoe. Let me finish up, and I will be out of your way. There was no poisonous gas seeping down on us. Just a person who feels like she doesn’t have to wait. I guess I’m just saying handicapped people think they are royalty in our country. And they should all be killed.
My New Best Friend
Foods I Enjoy That Most People Think Are Gross
1) McDonalds – I love McDonalds. It is my theory that everyone loves McDonalds, but no one wants to admit it.
2) Little Chocolate Donuts, aka Donettes – For one, if I ever started a band, we would be called the Donettes. The chocolate tastes like wax, yet they are still so good.
3) Cold Coffee – I like coffee after it is no longer hot. I attribute this to laziness.
4) Sausage in mass quantities – I can’t eat just one.
5) Beef stick and cream cheese – Good and good for you.
6) Any variety of meat fat (steak, bacon, ham, what-have-you) – The fat is the best part of all meat. Wake up, people.
7) Twinkies – It’s great the way these were good enough for all of you when you were a kid, but now you think you are too cool.
8) Rare meat – Someday I will die of a parasite or something. Then we’ll see who’s smart.
Actually this list isn’t very extensive, but I was able to eat 3 Donettes while I wrote it.
WTF
Please weigh in…
Two major changes in Brent’s life:
1) New Birds
2) Wife’s New Haircut
Which is the bigger deal. I need to know for when I send out my mid-year newsletter.
Look At These Birds!
Chelsey and I just bought these badass birds. The blue one is named Harry, and the Green one is Louise. They enjoy sitting on their perch, chewing nervously, and quietly distancing themselves from their owners. Every time we get close they take a few steps away. Yesterday Harry kept walking to the very back of his cage, desperate to get away from us.
Hopefully this will change soon. Chelsey is making us both lifelike bird costumes to help bridge the human/bird gap.