April 18th, 2012

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gaucho [gou-choh; Sp. gou-chaw] n. a native cowboy of the South American pampas, usually of mixed Spanish and Indian ancestry

birthday

Samuel P. Huntington (1927), James Woods (1947), Rick Moranis (1953), Eric Roberts (1956), Eric McCormack (1963), Conan O’Brien (1963), Maria Bello (1967)

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I’ve been thinking a lot about this old blog of mine and trying to figure out why I’ve been unmotivated to update as much as I have in the past.

And then I revisited my first blog, the one I used to do on Blogger.com. and it struck me that I actually liked doing that one more in a few ways.

One, there wasn’t a stringent format. It consisted of random posts. When something entered my mind, I wrote about it instead of filing it away for an eventual post on this site.

Two, it was more multimedia friendly. Pictures and videos were much easier to include in posts. And, let’s face it, that’s much more fun anyway.

Third, the analytics were extensive. For those of you who don’t work on the web or blog, that doesn’t mean much of anything but, trust me, it’s important.

So now I’m in the middle of plotting my next move. I’m gonna think on it this week. I’ll let you know what I decide.

Thanks for reading.

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Don’t worry about growing older or pleasing others. Please yourself. ↔ David Brown

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I’ve been listening to the latest album from The Shins, Port Of Morrow. So far, I’m digging on “No Way Down.”

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→ I couldn’t be happier about hockey right now. The Flyers are absolutely embarrassing the Pittsburgh Penguins. The only way I could be happier is if I actually got to watch one of these games in person. And that’ll be happening tonight. CAN YOU DIG IT?!?!?!?

→ Speaking of the phrase, “CAN YOU DIG IT?!?!?!?,” those of you who also follow me on Facebook might be wondering why I use it at the end of my status updates regarding the Flyers. Well, it’s an homage to my best friend, the late Harvey Forsyth. So now you know.

→ I saw Moneyball over the weekend and I liked it a lot. You should check it out.

November 4, 2011

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obscurantism [uhb-skyooruhn-tiz-uhm, ob-skyooran-tiz-uhm] n. 1. opposition to the increase and spread of knowledge 2. deliberate obscurity or evasion of clarity

birthday

Will Rogers (1879), Walter Cronkite (1916), Art Carney (1918), Freddy Heineken (1923), Doris Roberts (1930), Laura Bush (1946), Robert Mapplethorpe (1946), Markie Post (1950), Kathy Griffin (1960), Ralph Macchio (1961), Jeff Probst (1962), Sean Combs (1969), Matthew McConaughey (1969)

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I like to draw from time to time. I don’t do it enough but when I do actually sit down to draw, I’m always pleased with the results.

Here are some samples of what I’ve drawn. I apologize for the resolution since I had to take pictures of them because I don’t have a scanner. But I think you’ll get the idea.

This is a simple viewpoint from the living room of the house that Harv and I lived in on Maiden St.

Five weird guys just hanging out.

A drunken rendering of the sunrise in Avalon.

The bottom of a tree outside the library at Saint Joseph's University.

Some weird creature I drew with lines.

I have a lot more but I think I need to wait to get a scanner. These were just the best ones that came out with crude photography.

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Yeah, I’m cocky and I am arrogant. But that doesn’t mean I’m not a nice person. ↔ Jeremy Roenick

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You might recognize Cloud Cult‘s “Lucky Today” from a tv ad that aired a while back but it’s also kind of my theme song from time to time.

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Louis C.K. was on Conan last night. It wasn’t as good as the last time.

→ In the sports world today, the NBA and the NBA Players Association are still nowhere near a compromise. And no one’s all that broken up about it.

→ Here’s Why Being The Office Jerk Could Pay Off. I got nothing left in the tank. Take from it what you will.

07.25.11 – a monday

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flivver [fliv-er] n. 1. Older Slang. an automobile, especially one that is small, inexpensive and old 2. Slang. something of unsatisfactory quality or inferior grade

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Thomas Eakins (1844), Estelle Getty (1923), Matt LeBlanc (1967), Brad Renfro (1982)

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So I’m sure you’re all tiring of my excuses (or lack thereof) for not updating as much as we’ve all grown accustomed. But shit just keeps getting in the way. For instance, last week I wrenched my back due to an unfortunate sneeze (lame, I know) and it was really all I could do to get up and down the stairs for a day or two.

But here’s some stuff I was concentrating/obsessing on while I was laid up.

→ I’m off the whole James Spader appearance on the season finale of The Office for the time being (almost). My latest thing is Conan O’Brien and “It looks good!” I’ve been annoying everyone with it, especially my exceedingly patient girlfriend who I’m assuming understands I just need to get it out of my system. Here’s a sample of what I’m referring to:

It’s positively addicting.

→ The NFL lockout. What a bunch of complete nonsense. There will be an NFL season, people. In the oft chance I’m wrong and the parties can’t come to an agreement, I’ll probably just going on living life as usual.

→ Next year sometime, there’s going to be a movie released, starring Robert De Niro, with the best title ever: Another Bullshit Night in Suck City. Come on, you know you’re curious.

→ Last, and I guess most important, I was reading about the US debt ceiling talks between John Boehner and President Obama breaking down and now it seems that both the Republican and Democratic parties are prepping for action. And it made me think of the term cluster fuck which was originally a military term used to describe a situation in which there were too many officers involved in solving a problem that basically required only one clear cut decision.  If you’re a conscientious thinker (or at the very least masquerade as one) then the time has come when you need to re-evaluate just what in the hell is going on around you. You hate Obama and his flaky liberal agenda? Fine. You think the Republican party is comprised of close-minded gasbags? Fine. You have the sneaking suspicion that maybe Ralph Nader wasn’t batshit crazy? Fine (maybe). Whichever way you lean or don’t, it’s essentially defunct nowadays. It’s paramount that, as of today, we start catechizing the political dogma we’ve been forever spoon-fed and begin formulating a new way of doing things because, and I know this is an unpopular mindset, this shit just ain’t working.

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Lots of people talk to animals…Not very many listen, though…That’s the problem. ↔ Benjamin Hoff

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I always loved this version of “Crying, Waiting, Hoping” by Marshall Crenshaw from the Lou Diamond Phillips‘ classic film, La Bamba.

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→ Everyone always said that they could see it coming but it doesn’t make the death of 27 year old Amy Winehouse any less tragic. Rest in peace, troubled soul.

→ I’m pretty sure the only person dismayed by this is Sarah Palin. Christ, could she be more laughable?

→ Looks like my chance purchase of Washed Out’s Within and Without created quite a buzz. I mean, it could just be a coincidence that Ernest Greene‘s album has taken off into the stratosphere since I wrote about it on this very blog last week but I wouldn’t be shocked if there’s all ready a thank you letter headed my way.