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Spring Cleaning
How I Got A Second Cat
I brushed the first one -
how 'bout that?
Turns out he isn't fat.
(c) AJL
posted by Headless-in-GR @ 4/27/2008 12:03:00 AM | (1) comments
Dirk Models 'Turn The Other Cheek'
Dirk Nowitzki gives the world a look at "turn the other cheek."
During the fourth quarter of the Dallas/New Orleans play-off game, David West walks up to Dirk and *sticks his fingers* all over Dirk's face. As far as I can tell, Dirk didn't say a word - and didn't even look angry.
And promptly went on to lose game one.
A couple of years ago, I came to an understanding about that whole "turning the other cheek" thing. You don't turn your cheek because you deserve to be hit again. You don't turn your cheek because God wants to see how bad you'll hurt for him.
You turn your cheek because you can. Because at the end of the day, you are cherished, loved, safe and you wish this for others.
It's the same in action, but your position isn't from the bottom of the interaction, but from the top. You are the one with power. You are *acting* not being passive. You are *giving* mercy and kindness.
Good job, Dirk. I don't know how that plays out in basketball, but I wished the Mavericks had won. I always wonder what this sort of thing says about competition...
But regardless, let those who have eyes, see.
(Edit: The reports are that there was an exchange of words. I didn't see it, but ok. Still...David West was *poking* that place between your jaw and your neck. Too bad there's not a better picture!)
posted by Headless-in-GR @ 4/19/2008 11:29:00 PM | (0) comments
And At The Wire, It's...
It's official. Nobody wins the 2008 Kentucky Derby.
Yipee! Go Nobody!
I have never seen such a mess. First, there was War Pass, the undefeated two-year old champ, who this year won one, then finished dead last, then came back for a second place on polytrack and is now out with an injury.
Then Pyro, who was (again) undefeated before his last race in which he finished 10th.
And those were the two horses at the top of everyone's lists.
That is, before the Florida Derby. Big Brown looks like a monster. No, really. Only one little problem - he's only run three times in his life. Yes, he won them all, but "all" three? And only one of them a graded stakes? I hope he wins the Derby though cause he's the only one who looks like he deserves it.
Then there's Colonel John, the only other horse who has actually won more than one stakes race - and he won them consecutively - and he won them on polytrack... He's never even raced on dirt before - who knows what that means.
After War Pass (who is out), Pyro (who threw a clunker), Big Brown (undefeated in *three*!), and Colonel John (what's dirt?), the rest of this year's Derby contenders are out to lunch. Half of them are going into the Derby having never run on dirt while the other half is going in having only run twice this year!
It's possible Eight Bells will run in the Derby instead of the Oaks. If so, she'll be the second or third betting choice - which is probably the highest a filly has ever been (but I don't know that, I'm just guessing).
Who is waiting for Derby day to be "discovered"?
Could be anyone.
Or maybe Nobody.
posted by Headless-in-GR @ 4/19/2008 10:21:00 PM | (0) comments
Really Long Titles For Pretend Articles Can Be Fun When It's Possible To Hyphanate Everything But You Don't.
Yeah, I don't know what the hell her problem is...
I hope he wins - and I hope a whole buncha people buy the book.
In other news, I am going to write an article entitled:
"People Who Turn On The Lights And Really Think The Front Three Rows Are Accidentally Empty Five Minutes Before Curtain."
Who are those people!?
You know who I'm talking about, right? Imagine a classroom at nine in the morning. Five people sit in the gentle semi-darkness of the filtered morning sun kissing the windows. Peace...
And then someone walks in and flips on the fluorescents - without flinching or hesitating or anything! What kind of person does that? What are they thinking when they do it? Do they really believe that all five people "didn't realize" the lights were off? What, in goshdurndiddly, right do they have to turn on the lights when their classmates are doing fine? The teacher can turn on the lights, but if you walk in and find a contingency of peaceful people in morning sun - getcha damn hands offa switch!
Then there's these folks - the ones that show up five minutes before the beginning of a lecture/play/concert/whatever. They walk in and look over the crowded, crowded, really crowded auditorium, and suddenly their eyes light upon empty seats in the first three rows. So they walk past all the short little old ladies sitting behind the football team, the hard of hearing in the back row, the eager beaver student who's car died and forced him to run 5 miles to get here to hear this speaker but sadly, he'll have to sit so far to peripheral that he spends the lecture admiring the speakers earlobes - they walk past all of these folks, right up to the front, and then spy with amazement-- A rope. A sign. A string of colored crepe paper. And they, utterly put-out, turn and announce to each other with shock and incredulity, "They're saved!"
No shit, Sherlock.
Who are these people?
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posted by Headless-in-GR @ 4/18/2008 10:51:00 PM | (0) comments
'Rowling?' Jack Asked
I think the Potter books are great - in case you didn't know.
And I even think J. K. Rowling is also (probably) pretty great - but her handlers need training cause they've been making an ass out of her lately.
Here's a good way to put it...
And this is a fun read too.
posted by Headless-in-GR @ 4/15/2008 11:48:00 PM | (0) comments
Isaiah 65
Lions and Lambs (actually, it's wolves...and actually it's chics...)
posted by Headless-in-GR @ 4/15/2008 11:25:00 PM | (0) comments
Eff!
My dad had a high school English teacher who told him (and the class, presumably he wasn't being singled out) that profanity was simply an illiterate mind trying to express itself.
Well, call me illiterate, because the only thing I can think to say about this requires some combination of a common garden fertilizer, a fiery destination and the f-bomb.
I'm telling you, this guy was seriously missing some normal part of the human brain.
(Be sure to scroll down through the article for actual pictures of the insanity. They start four pictures down.)
posted by Headless-in-GR @ 4/05/2008 08:45:00 PM | (1) comments
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