QOTD

"I wonder if guys wore makeup if I'd be a lot more gorgeous." --My roommate Evan (does this come as a surprise to anyone?), thinking aloud to me the other day.



The worst part? He wasn't joking.

At all.

QOTD (it's baaaaack baaaaaack baaaaack....)

GOCATS5: It's snowing in Boulder
GOCATS5: the Rox game was rained out
GOCATS5: last night it was rained/snowed out
GOCATS5: crazy CO weather
Gohuskers14: haha
Gohuskers14: so whenever we get clouds....they get snow
Gohuskers14: we sip cris...they drink piss

Phoenix weekend weather:
Friday - 75/54 (Sunny)
Saturday - 80/58 (Mostly Sunny)
Sunday - 82/57 (Mostly Sunny)

Boulder weekend weather:
Friday - 38/30 (Snow)
Saturday - 53/34 (Partly Cloudy)
Sunday - 49/37 (Rain/Snow)

It's good to be the king....

Long Overdue

The title of this post speaks volumes for me, I don't really know how else to say it, but it's true. I've noticed that not having your own computer really inhibits the availabilty (and motivation) for blogging. Back in the good old days (pre-computer-crashing), I would get a thought, hop on the laptop, and post it right up. Now it actually takes effort, as I have to get up and walk all the way over to the lab my dorm has.

Needless to say, that is why the post frequency has decreased immensely.

Also, this blog is primarily sports-based, and what do I have to write about this time of year? The Nuggets snuck a W out of Game 1 (SA's shooting down the stretch couldn't have had anything to do with it, as evidenced by their 28 point demolition which was close for approximately zero seconds tonight). The best way I can describe it is this: I don't think the Nuggets will win. Now, I am a fan of them and will not stop cheering and hoping and getting excited if it looks like they have a chance, but I still say this team is about one piece away from really putting it all together. Maybe it's a shooter, maybe it's something else, but you just have to think the Nugs are about one player and one full George Karl season away from being an actual threat. Until then, I'll be subject to hoping for a miracle.

Sticking with my NBA theme, I'm kind of feeling conflicted here. I am in no way a Suns fan, and could really care less if they win or lose. But should I root for them because it's interesting being in a city where there is so much hype and hysteria (and because the Suns are fun to watch because they play about 30 seconds total of defense each game and shoot about 45 three's)? The hysteria is a double-edged sword: I like reading and seeing and feeling the pulse of the city, but the problem is that the city isn't Boston or Philly or some actual sports town, it's Phoenix. These are the fans notorious for being fair-weathered. They sold out SIX games last year at AWA: SIX. Now everyone loves the Suns - EVERYONE. I even know people who are cheering for the Suns AND the Heat (how does that even work?). So part of me wants to see the Suns, a "regional" team for me, do well just so some East coast team doesn't win (I have the bias, yes), but another part of me wants to see Phoenix get destroyed Indianapolis Colts style (I don't like seeing teams that break the basic championship-caliber rules ever succeed). That's another thing, it's not just the fans: teams that don't play D should never succeed in the long run. They should be awarded the "Peyton Manning Annual Regular Season Statistical Champs" award, which should consist of front-row tickets to the ACTUAL Super Bowl/Finals, along with obligatory trips to Mexico under the alias of Javier Lopez (Click Here if you don't know what I mean by this).

Here's another topic that encompasses the two most important things in my life (temporally, anyway): Girls and Sports. I was talking with E.Dubb today, and I have a dilemma. Growing up, I always thought it would be so cool to meet a girl that was in love with sports, a girl that knew a lot about it and would love to sit down and watch SportsCenter with me. In my mind, the more she knew, the better. But now I feel like I need to backtrack a little: perhaps about four or five steps actually. See, after actually MEETING a few girls that are crazy-good with sports, and getting to know their personality in ADDITION to the sports thing, I'm not sure if I should be in love or be running away plugging my ears and changing my phone number. I liken it to the age-old debate on whether some guys feel intimidated/uncomfortable when their girlfriend is smarter than them. It's gotten to the point now where it's almost like I want the girl's knowledge of sports to be equal to the education level an oppressive dictator desires from his subjects: enough to understand how to function, but not so much where she wants to rise up and overthrow me. Now, the whole oppressive thing might set off alarms of sexism here, but that's not what I'm getting at in any way. I would love it if she liked sports, enjoyed SportsCenter, and even knew stuff about sports (team cities and names are an absolute MUST, and names and basic facts are cool too). But once it gets to the point where she starts challenging things, telling YOU news from ESPN, almost knowing a little TOO much for her (and my) own good, that's when it gets scary.

See, I have a friend with a girlfriend that is the former one described (knowing enough to where she's cool), and just the other day we were watching TV and she made some awesome comments and just knew what was going on, but she never tries to correct us or make us look/feel stupid about sports. And it's almost refreshing if she ever rolls her eyes or makes a "are you still talking about that?" comment/face. I've known other girls that try to correct or get in way over their heads, even going so far as to challenge me unprovoked. This problem is made 1,000,000 times worse if the girl: a) has no clue what the heck she's talking about, or b) if her stat/opinion is blatantly wrong, being exact by both sexes is a must - mistakes are not taken well by me.

Well I'm not quite sure what prompted what will definitely be perceived as the most sexist post of all-time, but perhaps only the most stereotypical would be in order. I wouldn't mind being friends with and hanging out with the afmorementioned sports girl, but I would be scared/annoyed out of my mind if she were ever my girlfriend. Now, if you think I'm totally wrong and completely off-base, don't freak out on me. Instead, click the little "comments" box and tell me where I have erred and I will consider such advice and re-adjust my stance as necessary.

Now, I feel like this post will suffice for the next day or two, but I'll try to sneak back on when I get the chance/motivation and give some more from the world that is mine.

I really am still blogging, I swear....

It seems like I really haven't had anything to say on here other than the obligatory QOTD. I wish I had more time to say what's on my mind, (because there really is plenty there) but life is really made more difficult when the hard drive that was replaced last October goes bad on you (so much for it being a "software failure"). I guess the only consolation is that it's under warranty so the money I thought I'd have to spend fixing became a sunk cost on the debacle that was supposed to be the Nuggets-Suns game at AWA last night (a 44-25 first quarter will do that to you).

But "when the Suns win, so do I!!!!" $50 for parking, good seats (1st row on the second level, center court), free large fry from McDonalds (Suns W), two free tacos from Jack In The Box (Suns scored over 99 - I think they're going to have to change it to over 120 next year), "The Gorilla" bobblehead (fan appreciation night), and some idiot guy (who knows absolutely nothing about basketball but has a wife that did actually) who played the role of "that guy" for the night.

All in all, it was a good night. We got to sit outside and "people watch" while waiting for Ticket Master to release their seats back to the Suns box office 30 minutes before game time, try to get hustled by three of the dirtiest people on the face of the planet (or at least anywhere outside of Apache Junction), laugh at the scalpers as they futilely tried to rip people off (that's harder and harder to do these days with your run-of-the-mill sort of sporting events, and guess the ages of the girls that "I'd allow my mom to see me walking with" sort of way, there were plenty of girls that dressed the part of somone you'd see on Van Buren (or Colfax for the Colorado folk); Youngest girl to pass (guestimate here): 15, Oldest: 40 (remember, not someone I was actually into, just someone that was good-looking but had on enough clothes to cover up at more than 1/16 of their body).

Anyway, the game itself was still entertaining and fun (watching the Suns is like watching the Colts, love 'em or hate 'em you'll at least get to see a bunch of numbers get thrown up on the scoreboard. The Nugs lost, but thanks to some trash buckets in the final couple of minutes (and the Suns ninth-thirteenth guys), the final score was 128-114 (could have easily been 180-95 though). All in all, it was a much-needed respite that I thoroughly enjoyed.

Now it's back to the grind for a big econ. test before "I'm going going, back back, to Cali Cali."

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"Have a good night....good luck with the whole life thing." --My friend Jenni , before going to bed Tuesday night.

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"I'm the Kevin Eubanks to your Jay Leno." --My floormate Aaron, on his role in my life.

Awesome....

So another great happening regarding the investment that has been my computer. After paying a nice little chunk of money to fix a hard drive failure last fall, now the operating system (XP) has decided to malfunction and force a full system recovery scan. However, due to documents that cannot be lost and a few other technical things that need to be done in addition to restore (all of which I am clueless on how to do), I will have to take it in to a tech shop and have them do it for me. So I lost a full afternoon yesterday and all the money I'm about to spend fixing this baby. Gotta love it right?

So since I haven't had a laptop to surf through ESPN.com and I was busy yesterday on the phone with tech support, I feel like I've lost a full day in the world of sports. All I know is that the Rockies lost yet again (go figure eh?) and the Nuggets won again (another go figure eh?). In their last 22, Denver is freaking 22-0 against teams not named the Phoenix Suns. Karl is an absolute stud. My question though: why? Why did it take so long? Management wasn't behind Bizz last SUMMER, and I told Brandon (Prince) last summer/fall that we needed a new coach. Then, when Denver was obviously struggling (sinking is more like it), they sat back and tried to see if Melo or K-Mart could right the ship on their own (not happening). Karl is JUST what these guys needed. They are a great group of talent, but were clearly lacking the "crack the whip" type of coach to get them to bust their butts and live up to expectations.

Now do I think they would have had what it takes to overtake Seattle if Karl would have been here from the start? Too hard to tell - Seattle got off to a quick start and didn't really look back for a while (although I would LOVE a first round matchup against Seattle right now), but it sure would have been a fun battle to watch down the stretch. Still, as it stands right now, Denver still has a shot at the six seed and that coveted first round matchup against GK's old team of the Sonics. And, as any Denver fan should know, the Nuggets do okay against Seattle in the playoffs.

So anyway, that's about all I feel qualified to comment on at this time. I don't even want to touch the issue of Jorge Piedra and his steriods -- errrr -- "painkillers." I'm just happy that I'll be gone for the next two years of the Rockies new direction of home-growing their talent. I just hope Heloton's still here when I get back (and maybe ONE other good free agent signing or trade aquisition wouldn't hurt).

I don't know when I'll get the chance to drop another post on here (thanks to the computer issues), but hopefully I'll find some time. Until then, school school school school school school (sucks huh?).

At least it's 84 here today.

And I'm going to California next week.

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"No, I don't like her (that way) - I treat all attractive girls like that!" --My roommate (who else) Evan, on why he was so nice to a good-looking girl from our Ward.

Contradiction?

Since I may have a new influx of readers meandering on over to see if dantheheel knew what he was doing when he linked my blog from his I thought I might take this opportunity to clear up what might be seen as a huge contradiction.

One reading this will quickly pick up on two themes: 1) I love Arizona basketball, 2) I hate Duke basketball.

While I am sure the latter will resonate well with about 95% of my readers (sorry E.Dubb, Daner, and Grant), it's the former that may be perplexing and hard to register for some. For as one looks at my location, it is quickly noted that I reside in Tempe, AZ and not Tucson, AZ. I am a huge sports fan and know that such is similar to going to Nebraska and cheering for CU when they come to town, but I can explain (really I can).

You see, UA has been my team from the start. My late grandmother used to live in Phoenix, and we always used to come visit her down here when I was little. For some reason I thought the STATE school had to be in the smaller city, so I thought UA was in Phoenix. Thus, I equated going on vacation to Phoenix with UA, and coupled that with watching UA on TV. I was sold, and by the time I was in third or fourth grade and figured out ASU was the local school, it was too late: I was a Wildcat fan.

Now, I hadn't even planned on going to school in Arizona, so I thought I'd be alright. But when things changed course, ASU came calling with a scholarship. So that and the fact that I wasn't going pre-med, UA was pretty much ruled out. And I really feel like a stiff because I never even liked UA in anything other than bball (that's all I ever saw on TV), so I cheered for ASU this year in everything else (and in bball when they weren't playing UA). Luckily this whole problem will be resolved soon enough: I'm heading out on a two-year Church mission and will be transferring from ASU when I return, so I'll be able to unabashedly cheer for the Cats again.

So now that I have that off my chest, I'll move on to my two Colorado-sports motivated tidbits of today:

1) Don't drink from DU Goalie Peter Mannino's water bottle (See SportsCenter for reasoning)!

2) Nuggets: 21-2 in their last 23, 28-6 (15-1) Overall under Karl. Everyone better steer clear of Denver in the playoffs!

And finally: Max-X is a really funny show. Nothing funnier than people doing crazy/stupid things and a sarcastic/snide announcer to narrate. Gotta love it!

I love it....

Now, I created this blog for anyone to read. It's a fun way to just put my thoughts, post things I find to be funny, and just an all-around way for me to vent at times. I very much enjoy getting comments and think most of them are hilarious (sometimes because the person meant to be funny and sometimes because humor was the last possible intention of the post). Frankly, I don't care who reads the post or what they think of it. My goal, of course, is to make it entertaining and fun for all to read. But what's awesome about this whole internet deal is that if you don't like it, you can just move right along (or post a comment as to why you don't like it or why you don't like me - lol).

However, one thing I hate about this site is that it allows you to post anonymous comments. For example, in the course of a post (from 07 April) designed with rhetoric meant to be taken in a satirical manner, I posted how happy I was to have another Duke hater in the house (and a smart one at that). Of coure someone immediately took issue (in anonymous form of course) and posted something which I took to be in just the same satirical form. I responded with a quip about Duke and Coach K, and logged on this afternoon to find this:

"keep on getting disappointed in life so you can continue to be an a**h*** to everyone you know "

Now I've long since learned to develop a thick layer of skin, so the words themselves incite no disdain within and in fact evoke nothing more than a passing grin. So it is not the message sent within the words that bothers me, it is the message sent by he who wrote them. You see, I am a big fan of First Amendment rights and would love for anyone to say whatever he feels prompted to, and trying to censor said rights in an open forum such as this one would be both hypocritcal and juvenile. So I make no effort to impede or abase those that wish to write any disdainful or unkind thing about me or what I have to say, whether they be of merit or incredulous makes no difference to me.

So what is the problem? Well, if you will notice, I attach my name to everything which is written on this site. I consider myself a man of principle and feel I would be going against my ways if I did not. And it was one of the first matters of business that was explained and taken care of by Mr. Mark Newton in both his journalism class and on the school newspaper. In fact, it is standard principle and goes without saying in the world of journalism. What credit can be given to one who will not step up and have the confidence to put his name and reputation on the line in regards to what he is saying.

I love criticism; for one, it makes me a better person because I can work to change what it is that is not favorable about myself. Also, it makes the compliments given by the same person mean so much more and gives them more merit.

Even when it is not criticism but an all-out attack on me that is designed not to be constructive or funny but instead serves a sole purpose of attempted to encourage me to become agitated, such is okay. I don't respect it but will not pass judgement on the person for doing so. Instead, I will be grateful for their showing of character, for it will allow me to see who I do and do not wish to associate myself with and spend time with. Life is very short and I know I live an already blessed life, and I love my friends and feel so honored to have them as spiritual and motivational rocks in my life. And I would greatly appreciate someone being so honest and to show his dislike for me so I could know to love them, as we are all children of God, but to know to avoid such poison in my life and ensure I am around only those that will help me to grow.

As a result, I will not publicly dignify such comments unless there is a name attached and there is a rhyme or reason for me to respond. I use this post only as a reflection for what this entire blog was designed for, as a way for me to express and convey my thoughts on the many issues of my life. I guess the one thing I am grateful for and pleased about is that this person hiding cowardly behind this cloak of anonymoty has caused me to reflect and ponder much about this subject on what is an absolutely gorgeous and relaxing Friday in the Desert. It's great because this has also caused me to reflect on those that really DO mean a lot to me and has even prompted me to ensure that they know just how much they mean to me and how much I love having them in my life and what great examples they are to me. So I hate to disappoint and mean this in the most sincere manner, but I'm afraid your comment had an adverse effect contrary to that with which it was originally intended. It has left me stronger, happier, and even more steadfast in my system of beliefs than before. Your rudimentary form of (attempted) aggravation instead made my Friday even better!

To all of my friends and family: Thank You. Thank you for being the people you are, for being the support you are, the breaths of fresh air, and the great examples for which I can only hope to aspire.

To the contrary (not all others, just the contrary): Thank You as well. Thank you for being the people YOU are, for being the support YOU are, and for setting forth an example as to which I never want to aspire. I have no personal bad feelings toward you and instead pray hard that one day your hearts may be softened and that I can love you even more in spite of how my temporal mind might want to feel. It is you that makes me want to work harder and get better and get rid of all that is negative about me. And mostly, without evil how might man know good? It is because of you that I can appreciate and love my friends and family that much more and can more easily distinguish that which is positive from that which is not in my life. ¡Muchos gracias a Ud.!

That is all for this beast of a post. I commend all of you who made it through and encourage any and all to comment on this as you see fit. You do NOT have to register to put your name, and if you can't figure out how to do it the other way, still click anonymous but just affix your name within the text of the comment box itself. Thanks and I cannot wait to see what (if anything) this will generate.

¡Es el fin de semana!

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GOCATS5: and the genius is on our side
GOCATS5: beautiful
Gohuskers14: hahha....he knows better than to join the scumbags
Gohuskers14: he appaluded me...i feel smart

Yes yes boys and girls, dantheheel has entered our realm.

And as he is still undoubtedly in the midst of utter eupohoria from that one game some of you might have seen on Monday, he was feeling generous enough to remind Dane (and all the other apologists for that American Express endorsee/sellout) that the Devils really are still Blue (but at least Monique Curry is coming back!).

And no matter what anyone says in rebuttal, all I say is this: he is smarter than you.

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"It's okay, it's cold outside anyway." --Amber, Jennifer Hawkins' (a girl I recently hung out with for the first time in 9 years) friend last weekend, as to why she was putting up with hanging out with us instead of going to a party down the road.

Arizona owns Duke

Final rankings from the 2004-2005 NCAA Men's Basketball season:

6. Arizona

7. Duke




That is all.

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Blind Guy (to my roommate Evan): "Hey, can you tell me how to get to the (Memorial Union)?"
Evan: "Yeah, make a right and keep going that way."
Blind Guy (obviously perterbed and more than a little annoyed): "Man, there's a FENCE right there!"
Evan: "Oh, well then go up like 200 yards and THEN turn right."

Who needed help from who?

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"She wasn't fat, she just didn't have a 'pop culture' body!!!!"
--Another anonymous QOTD....people really need to step up and take some responsibility here huh?