Things You Should Never Tell People

"My poop was green today."

"Midgets really freak me out."

"I confuse Michigan and Wisconsin."

"Oh, I'm writing a novel."

Especially not the last one.

Because when you tell people you're working on a novel they seem to expect you to be constantly working on it and finishing it sometime soon.

I find myself feeling as if I'm not doing it right and incredibly nervous that it's not even going to be good. Especially when they ask the dreaded, "what's it about?"

Because so far every reaction I've gotten to the plot has been, "oh."

WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?

holy crap

The thing about the internet is that everything you do, seems to just float around out there forever.

I have too many blogs under my belt.

Baseball Love

Baseball season is once again upon us. Let us all give a shout of joy!

Selena is waay too excited.

I'm excited I need to go find all my cubs and brewers paraphernalia.

What sucks is that the Sox home opener was postponed today due to the bad weather we had yesterday. Unfortunately for everyone involved today turned out to be a beautiful, sunny (but chilly) day.

I need to buy tickets for the first Cubs Vs. Brewers series. I think it's going to be up in Milwaukee. Can't wait.

Obviously it's love...

Get out the beer and hot dogs, it's time for baseball.

p.s. I forgot to mention that we're working on our second story for Beyond the Game. The Renegades Cheerleaders, because let us remember kiddies Cheerleading is a sport.

March Madness

I couldn't honestly care less about it.

Whenever I think of college sports my eyes glaze over and I start thinking about much more interesting things...like puppies or shoes.

But since I am trying to be a better sports person I tried to read some articles in the Sun-Times and Trib and found myself rereading certain lines over and over again. Boring.

So why do people care so much? That is what I really and truly want to know.

Most people who are rooting for these teams have no real ties to them. They didn't go to the school, their kids or parents didn't go to the school, they don't even live in the same state and yet they go crazy over them.

In an effort to give a crap I was rooting for the Fighting Illini.

My ties:
I live in Illinois...
I know some people who went there.

They lost 66-64 to the West Kentucky Hilltoppers.

Apparently they were a "fifth seed" team. They lost to a "sixteenth seed" team. It was a major upset.

I have a very vague idea as to what these "seeds" mean.

After some Googling I found out this:

Nothing.

Modern technology sucks. I just kept getting sites with other lames guesses and picks. Maybe later I'll find out. I've got other things to do.

I'm going to Mexico in three days. Thank by the time I come back it'll allbe done.

Stay fresh.

ESPN 8--THE OCHO

I am an occassional insomniac. 

I have come to terms with this. 

It's the reason that I have read so many books and seen so many movies. 

The other night, in spite of having had a hectic week and weekend, I had one of these crazy cases of insomnia.  It was midnight and usually by that time I'm out like a light, but for some reason I was wide awake.  I didn't have any book around to read, so I hunted through my DVD's (the small collection that I have) and picked out Dodgeball.

I freaking love that movie.  I can't help it.  Ben Stiller is ridiculously frightening and hilarious and Vince Vaughn...well...he's Vince Vaughn.  I have a mini crush on him.  Not because he's particularly attractive, but because you know he'd be a good, albeit drunken, time.

I think my favorite thing about the movie are the sports commentators from ESPN 8: The Ocho.

Cotton McKnight: Looks like it's going to be a two-on-one, menage trois of pain.

Pepper Brooks: Usually you pay double for that kind of action Cotton.

High-larious!

I think the reason they crack me up so much is because they're not too far from reality.  Jeez, on the few occasions that I do watch sports on tv I hate, hate, hate having to sit through the desk commentary of 3 or 4 guys every 5 minutes.  If I'm watching a game, it's to watch the game, not to see the ugly mugs of these men.

I mean I do enjoy it every so often, but not when I'm seeing someone talking about the game more than the I'm seeing the actual game.

Does this bother anyone else?

Cotton McKnight: I'm being told that Average Joe's does not have enough players and will be forfeiting the championship match.

Pepper Brooks: It's a bold strategy, Cotton.  Let's see if it pays off for them.

P.S. Wouldn't it be great if there really was an ESPN 8: The Ocho?  

Unless there already is...

and I'm just dumb...

hey whatever I don't have cable!

Chicago Polar Plunge

After about a month of saying, "I'm jumping in the lake, I'm jumping in the lake, I'm jumping in the lake... " I finally did it.

I jumped in the lake.

I lost my tail while at it too.

More to come...I need to go to bed.

Happy March!!!

p.s. I finally saw Slumdog Millionare. It was amazing!

Who's badass?

We're badass.

The great state of Illinois that is.

It's been a kind of an odd start to the year for the Land of Lincoln.

First it started on a high note as we watched the senator from Illinois, Barack Obama get sworn in as the first african-american president of the United States.

We were feeling pretty good about ourselves. It was cold, but nobody cared, we were just soaking it all in, enjoying Aretha Franklin's hat (I became a fan of it on facebook) and feeling proud that we produced yet another note-worthy president.

I'm going to throw this picture in, just because when I was googling things for this post I found this and thought it was such a stunning photograph.



So it's January and we're feeling good about our state and then the whole Blago-gate goes down.

Who would have thought that little muppet face would betray us? You know something? We went to the same grammar school and he went to the same high school as my sisters. Andie even met him when he was campaigning for Governor. Jeez it's almost like we're family. How could you Roddy, how could you?

Then there's Roland Burris.

'Nuff said. Although I will give him this...he's spunky.

But we have reason to hold our heads high again and remember how awesome we are as a state. And that reason is the Mt. Rushmore of Sports.

I was sitting around after a long day of editing my news package (it'll air next week, check it out MetroMinutes.TV), getting caught in the rain and being in class. I was eating my hot pocket and reading the Sun-Times starting at the back cover where the sports' section is (but mostly because if I go backwards through the nespaper I can get to the Ziggy cartoon, I so enjoy, and the Funnies section the fastest). I'm going to admit it...I read the newspaper soley for the funnies. ;P

Well as I looked for Ziggy I stumbled across this article about this competition ESPN was having to decide which state had the best possible Mt. Rushmore of sports. Apparently no one could deny that Illinois had it, so we won.

The four famous athletes chosen for the hypothetical monument were, Michael Jordan (I wanna be, wanna be like Mike), Walter Payton (ironically my high school which was named after him had a shitty football team), Ernie Banks (I don't really have a witty aside for him) and the great Mike Ditka (who would win, a hurricane or Mike Ditka? Ditka. What if the hurricane was named Ditka?)

You can check out video for yourself about why (as if we need an explanation) these four were chosen. Linky-linkerson

Just another reminder, no matter how corrupt our politics, it's always a good day to be an Illinois-ian. ;D So take that Forbes, tell me I'm unhappy because I live in Chicago. >:P