This is a tough one for me, the Vikings are playing the Texans for Monday night pre-season. Being a Houstonian, I’m a big Texans supporter, and while my hometown team has yet to finish better than 8-8, they have been making improvements and have some solid weapons in Andre Johnson and Mario Williams (finally). Tonight’s game marks the first time Brett Favre plays the Texans draped in the offending colors of the Minnesota Vikings, and despite talk of a possible cracked rib it looks as though Favre is playing the whole first half of the game.
My impressions of the first half are that the Vikings look good defensively, but not as good as the Packers. The Texans have surprised me with their quickness to adjust to the Minnesota receivers after Adrian Peterson snuck in a TD run in the opening seconds. Matt Schaub is still looking like a walking liability, though — hey, maybe we can get a deal on a used Vikings quarterback?
I dunno, I could see a few Texans players showcasing the sleeper spot on my fantasy roster this year – what say you? Foosball fans, let’s hear your picks.
(Oh, and P.S. I think I have a little crush on Jon Gruden in the booth, such a babyface!)
I survived the small talk, Vern’s corny jokes — “Do you have a twin? No? Because you look just like the woman who lives across the street!” — extremely dry chicken breasts topped with orange juice and burnt rosemary needles, frozen vegetables still frozen in the middle, and grace, oh yes, grace. (more…)
I am totally in cock rock mode today! I blame it on the Monster Ballads commercial I kept seeing last night and the combo of Maui Wowie, buttercream frosting and High Life I’ve been mainlining all week. If I find a neon pink scrunchie and a denim jacket to dance around the house in, it is ovah.
Some of you may have wondered what became of The Trimbles. I too wondered for a couple of weeks. After I told Minnie I was a two-time divorcee, I didn’t hear a word from her for two weeks. I really thought I’d thrown her off my trail, and yet was vaguely insulted by it as well. It didn’t seem very Christian to reject me because I married poorly. And the second one dumped MY ass, Minnie! Some compassion!
But guess what! Minnie’s back! And I’m having dinner at her house tomorrow night! And then, in three weeks, she’s hosting a party welcoming me and my son to the neighborhood, and inviting all the neighbors! (more…)
I’m not sure what to make of this “Dove Evolution” parody video that transforms an apparently fastidious (gay) boy into a (hetero) slob (NOTE: That may be my reading).
While I applaud the artistry, attention to detail, and tremendous competency of the video, I am confused as to what message I am supposed to gain from it. Is it a comment on modern, sedentary lifestyles? Simply a reverse-”parody” without a punchline? Why do I identify the model as gay, and is it meaningful that I do? So, no one wants to look at ugly people?: That doesn’t seem like a hugely plausible argument in favor of airbrushing. If you have any observations or conclusions, please share.
If you have not seen the original video, which was part of Dove’s “Campaign for Real Beauty,” it can be viewed here. The original video was intended to illustrate the vast difference between the original, unaltered appearance of a model and the enhanced version the public views in an advertisement.
You ever been absent in your own life? That’s sort of where I am right now, although I’m hoping things are heading back to tolerable. This blog, which I think about every day, is really important to me. I’m not under the illusion that folk check in to consume my (and my co-writers’) every word, but I am so very happy with this tiny corner of the internet we’ve set up and the incredibly cool people who choose to hang out with us. I know every regular commenter by heart, and I actually do hang onto their words, because it’s sort of like wandering into my favorite cafe and joining my random group of friends who always have the table in the back with the busted seats and it’s our space. It’s like an awesomely ragtag group of people who are arguing about politics, laughing at a fashion magazine, and comparing oral sex travesties in a raucous manner and there’s always an interesting story to walk into.
So, I’ve basically been absent for six weeks or so, which is my longest “break” from the blog since we started it up. And, honestly, it’s been both bad and good. Here’s what’s been up with me:
1) I got swine flu. Okay, it wasn’t officially diagnosed, but that’s what I got. I was exposed to it the weekend of July 4th by a friend who has a fully-functioning immune system (I do not), and about three days later I got sick. It was undoubtedly the sickest I’ve been in a long time, but I went into work every day because we had a bunch of important meetings and this is not the economy in which I felt I could take a few sick days without imperiling my job. For whatever reason, I always think of the flu as vomiting/nauseau/diarrhea (incorrect). Since I didn’t have exactly those symptoms, I didn’t even consider swine flu until I was past the point of contagion and had been dragging my ass into the office every day for almost two weeks. I went to bed at 8:00 every night and would get up feeling like death even after 11 hours sleep. By the time it was pointed out to me that I had flu, and I practically crawled to the office of my GP, I was greeted with a sign that said “IF YOU THINK YOU HAVE SWINE FLU GO HOME.” (more…)
But why am I eating a mealy, bland peach grown in California when I am living in a part of the world where peaches, and many other varieties of fruits and vegetables, are abundant and in season right now? Why am I spitting out a mushy hot-house tomatoes and flavorless, woody plums in the middle of the summer??? Why???
Back in my socialist, fascist country where we provide health insurance to all and do not wait for months for care no matter what your Republican congressman tells you, you could get fresh local produce in grocery stores all spring, summer and fall. There were signs indicating which produce was locally grown — it was a “Foodland Ontario” sign in my province. I just assumed that’s how it would work here too. (more…)
This is a tough one for me, the Vikings are playing the Texans for Monday night pre-season. Being a Houstonian, I’m a big Texans supporter, and while my hometown team has yet to finish better than 8-8, they have been making improvements and have some solid weapons in Andre Johnson and Mario Williams (finally). Tonight’s game marks the first time Brett Favre plays the Texans draped in the offending colors of the Minnesota Vikings, and despite talk of a possible cracked rib it looks as though Favre is playing the whole first half of the game.
You ever been absent in your own life? That’s sort of where I am right now, although I’m hoping things are heading back to tolerable. This blog, which I think about every day, is really important to me. I’m not under the illusion that folk check in to consume my (and my co-writers’) every word, but I am so very happy with this tiny corner of the internet we’ve set up and the incredibly cool people who choose to hang out with us. I know every regular commenter by heart, and I actually do hang onto their words, because it’s sort of like wandering into my favorite cafe and joining my random group of friends who always have the table in the back with the busted seats and it’s our space. It’s like an awesomely ragtag group of people who are arguing about politics, laughing at a fashion magazine, and comparing oral sex travesties in a raucous manner and there’s always an interesting story to walk into.
