Scott Fujita, eh? Well, he’s not really a superstar, but at least he’s better than the guys we started last year. And at least we are addressing the linebacker position.
Now if we can get our hands on Drew Brees (like I wanted them to do LAST year) we can trade down a bit and get AJ Hawk. Although I wonder if the signing of Fujita is all we will see at LB.
My nightmare is that we take Vince Young with the second pick. Please don’t do that.
I heard it Mardi Gras day and everybody went crazy when it can on and I saw this guy going to town dancing with a plate of chicken in his hand! I googled it, no good.
Ed. note: And so you did. Here’s the link to Amber’s 2006 Mardi Gras photos.
Doi to me, I figured it out. Too much Mardi Gras.
Bruce Nolan has a quote that captures nicely the way I feel about New Orleans, and choosing to leave it all those years ago. Substitute Atlanta for Chicago:
A friend who used to work at The Times-Picayune wrote me after Katrina. Her heart was breaking for the city. She said she loved New Orleans, but it made her crazy. She moved on. She said, “New Orleans is the man I’ll never get over. But Chicago is the man I’m supposed to marry.”
Here’s the big names by day for the Fest. Greg, I expect you’ll be flying in?
Today I was trying to get a welfare participant to come in for her appointment with me, so that I would not have to close her case. I was explaining that the previous appointment she had missed would not be a problem, as long as she came her rescheduled appointment. I told her to make sure she came to this second appointment, and she gave me a lengthy reassurance that she would be there. My response to this shocked us both, I think. I meant to say “Sounds good to me” or “Great, I’ll see you then.”Â
What came out was “I like you.”Â
I am an imbecile on the phone. What followed was a brief moment of uncomfortable silence, before she said something like “OK, I’ll be there.” We both got off the phone as soon as possible, and we both (I assume) wondered why I just told a 45 year old black woman that I liked her.Â
My coworkers (who know that I am an ass) tried to reassure me, telling me that they had inadvertently told clients that they loved them in the past. Yet this seems understandable. One gets in the habit of ending a conversation with “I love you” when they are talking to their significant others. No one says “I like you.” Because it’s a creepy-ass thing to say. Psycho-killers, the deranged, and weird children…that’s who says it. Proud company indeed.
 So now I am left try to put this phrase into common usage, so I don’t feel so creepy for having said it. I now tell people I like them every chance I get, and I encourage them to do the same. This stigma must be defeated.Â
That said, I would like to let each of you know that I like you very much. Please pass this on. It feels creepy at first, but gets better.
This is a public service announcement.
Tangelos (the abominate offsrping of the orange and grapefruit on sale in the local grocery store) are now officially added to the “Fruits to Juicy for Kent to Eat at Work” list. The FJKEW list previously had only one entry, the kiwi fruit.
Wow, what a load of crap.
After all that patting itself on the back about tackling social issues through film and being the social conscience of America, too.
I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, though. It is Hollywood after all.
I’m also disappointed that Mirrormask didn’t even get nominated for visual effects, costumes, or makeup.
The photo gallery is finally up and running. Let me know if anything is screwy.
Here are the latest additions:
1. Sea Lions at the Georgia Aquarium. I would have taken more, but it was way too crowded.
2. Mardi Gras 2006
1. City of New Orleans: Resilient energy was evident from the Quarter to Cooter Brown’s, and brought tears to my eyes on several occasions. Thank you, New Orleans. I love and miss you.
2. Matt: An unknown contender last year, this cracked-out journalist came into his own in 2006. On Saturday night, after scoring a game-tying touchdown in the annual Mardi Gras Bowl, Matt kicked it by his lonesome on Bourbon Street until the wee hours of the morning. He returned Uptown around 4:30 a.m., taunted those who were sleeping, then headed back to Bourbon Street – a feat never thought to have been accomplished.
3. Kevin: After several disappointing performances in years past, lawyer made a late push up the rankings by sleeping with three girls in four nights.
4. Marnie and Jack: Continually provided starving drunkards with nourishment and furniture. Couldn’t have made it without them.
5. Karen: Strong throughout; peaked by throwing up twice on the way to the airport. Needs more practice.
6. Kent: He drank a lot.
7. David: He drank almost as much, and ended a two-year sexless drought.
8. Ally: Beautiful little girl dominated at Sunday night parades. Her haul included a 4-foot stuffed rabbit.
9. Susan: Bubbling over with obnoxious enthusiasm; lost points for drinking too many Mike’s Hard Lemonades before noon.
10. Beth: MG rookie got off to a slow start but went out with a bang.
Biggest Disappointments
Colleen: Who drinks red wine on Mardi Gras?
Yancy: Looked good on opening night. Didn’t get out of bed the next day.
Amber, BJ, Mark, Mitch: I couldn’t tell you if they were there or not.
Jason-Lisa: Need to drink more and stay longer.
Leslie: Not as surly as usual.