Something done right

Deuce signs rich 7-year extension

Deuce Deuce McAllister agreed to a seven-year contract extension with the New Orleans Saints on Thursday, a deal that McAllister said would make him one of the highest paid running backs in the NFL.

“I basically know that they’re putting everything on my shoulders and I’m big enough that I can carry it,” McAllister said. “I want the pressure. I want the ball because I want to get us in the playoffs where we haven’t been” during McAllister’s four years as a pro.

The deal was announced a half-hour before the Saints’ first mandatory meeting of training camp, although McAllister said he never planned to hold out.

Pay the man, dammit. He’s worth it.

Oh, and:

Jammal Brown, the Saints top pick in this year’s draft, did not show up Thursday night. He became the Saints’ sixth top pick in a row to report late because of a contract holdout. Brown and injured fourth-round pick Chase Lyman, who is injured, were the only two players who did not show up.

There should be a set salary for rookies, depending on the round in which they were taken. They get that salaray for one year, then they can negotiate a better deal, depending on how well they played their first season.

Dear Publix Bagger Boy

I love you.

I was watching you as you bagged my groceries. I watched you separate and combine like with like. I saw you push the pork to the side and keep it there until it was the right time to put it in the cart. I watched you delicately place the eggs in their bag. I watched you gingerly bag the fruits and vegetables so there would be no unisghtly bruising. When I saw that you had placed the bread and rice cakes on their end, backed by the flat pack of bacon for support, I thought I was in heaven.

Thank you thank you thank you, Publix Bagger Boy.

Cool map thingie

This is way cool: http://www.webdevref.com/wjr/. It’s a web app that works with google maps to measure distances. It’s billed as a running/jogging/exercise thing, but some of us actually walk to get to places, and its useful for us too.

You can zoom in and get pretty exact. My walk to work is 1.18 miles according to this thing. .04 miles to the bar where we play trivia.

Which we tanked at last night.

Democracy grows out of the barrel of a gun.

I love love love the social realist style of Soviet propoganda, so I think this was made just for me:

Democracy grows out of the barrel of a gun.

from Kirk Anderson, Minnesota, via slate.com: http://cagle.slate.msn.com/politicalcartoons/PCcartoons/PCbest30.asp

UPDATE: You can purchase these now at: http://www.cafepress.com/molotov_comix. Nice that he split them up into several different posters.

About Atlanta, a rant, nothing new, please move on

I was going to post this on Metroblogs, but I decided maybe I shouldn’t drag my fellow bloggers there into a feud with Joy Johnston. Joy Johnston

When I first moved here and was looking for information about the city, the Atlanta “blog” from about.com worked its way into my rss reader.

Perhaps its bad form to moan about another local “blog,” but since there is no way to post comments on that site, I am left with no recourse.

What a piece of junk. I don’t know why I haven’t deleted its feed yet, but there it sits, and I dutifully read the new entries. about.com is an internet dead end. A black hole. All the links link to another page on about.com, which link to another page on about.com.

I’m always looking for local bands to check out, and today there was a mention of one I hadn’t heard of (I haven’t heard of many), 13 Stories. Great, I think, I’ll check out their website and see what they are. Not from about.com, I’m not. I’m going to keep checking out the same page on about.com. Over and over. I can’t escape without (the horror) actually having to type “13 Stories” into google and searching myself.

Maybe I’m lazy. If looking for basic functionality on a website is lazy, then I’m lazy. Perhaps I am too picky. I’m sorry, when your link reads “Visit Their Web Site” I want it to *gasp* go to their website.

I know everyone knows this about about.com. I’m basically saying “McDonald’s hamburgers are made from soy!”

And I still haven’t gone to the band’s website.

It’s a shame to move Pac-Man down

But I have to.

Apparently one of my posts over at Atlanta Metblogs pissed off a local Boy Scout troop leader. Steve Barton, of Troop 764 in Dunwoody, to be exact.

I bashed the Boy Scouts of America for discriminating against homosexuals and for a recent scandal here in Atlanta in which they inflated their statistics for inner city memberships so they could get more funding from the United Way. Even after they got caught, they still asked for the $1 million dollars that they would have gotten for inner city programs because of their inflated statistics. That takes a lot of guts.

In my opinion, they are lucky to get anything from the United Way in the first place. Many local United Ways cut off BSA funding over their discrimination against gays and athiests. I know it happened in Philadelphia when I was there.

Its sad, the Boy Scouts have the resources to do so much good for boys, especially inner city boys, who may not have the positive male role models that suburban kids have. And despite what Mr. Barton says (“Scouts teaches nothing bad about homosexuals”), they do in fact teach that homosexuals are dangerous, subversive, and prone to child molestation by not welcoming them into their organization. They discount the fact that it is possible to be gay and be a positive role model for children. Every homosexual is a bad seed in their eyes.

I wonder what the statistics are on child molestation comparing straight men to gay men.

Perhaps I shouldn’t have been as condescending in my response to Mr. Barton, but I couldn’t help myself.

Pac-Man!

Pac-Man

Titans’ top pick Jones arrested on assault charges
The Tennessee Titans’ top draft pick, cornerback Adam “Pacman” Jones, surrendered to police Wednesday on charges of assault and vandalism stemming from a nightclub altercation.

In a court appearance, nightclub owner Robert Gaddy said Jones grabbed his shirt, hit him and broke his necklace after Gaddy asked three of Jones’ friends to leave the club. Gaddy told police he asked Jones’ friends to leave because “they were smoking drugs.”

I was a huge fan of the Saints trading up in the draft and taking Pac-Man Jones. Good thing I’m not the GM, I guess.

Karl Rove’s Plumbing Service

That’s right. The Tuesday update is all about trivia. Leslie and I went by ourselves. Everyone else crapped out. We weren’t sure if we should stay at first, and did pretty poorly at first. In the end, however, our 2-person team in a field of nine teams finished in 3rd place.

Not too shabby at all for two people. Thanks for nothing team. When we drink our winnings, the last ten dollars in all Leslie and mine.