An IC Movember to Remember??I assume you savvy gents know about the growing a mustache for Movember movement, correct? Grow a mustache, look ridiculous, raise funds/awareness for prostate cancer. Here's the link: http://movember.com/.

I shaved yesterday and am beginning mustache cultivation season today. Last week, I shaved a two-week old beard into a 'stache for a trial run and looked like Jon Gruden. It was gross.

I think we should all do this. 29 days of mustaches, including updates, photos, stories, etc. If we really wanted to, we could register a team at the Movember site as well. Faust, group organizer?

For me, this is of personal significance because my stepdad, a man proudly known as Bob Cooter, had prostate cancer this year. He's fine now, but prostate cancer is dangerous animal. There's a likelihood that one of us will get it at some time after 50.

So, mustaches, all month. Who's in?

Texas Tears

I know I'm late on commenting about the WS, but I needed some time to fully digest what happened. The last few nights have been difficult. Thursday through Saturday I didn't sleep very well. Often during conversations over the weekend, my eyes glazed over and I stared off into space thinking about 2-strike, 2-out counts, Nelson Cruz not covering enough ground in right, and ultimately, how if it was difficult for me to sleep, imagine how hard it must be for Neftali Feliz.

Truth is, I didn't watch Game 7. I had a trip to an indigenous community planned for a story during the games 3-4 weekend and bumped it back a week for the WS. The photographer that planned to go with me was pissed, though I said enough soothing things to calm her down. We rescheduled the trip for Friday, a day after the originally scheduled Game 7. Then it rained Wednesday, games pushed back. If the Rangers didn't win Thursday, I wasn't going to see Game 7. The town I went to didn't have electricity (think 2nd and a half world).

Part of me is glad I didn't see it. I came home yesterday to my internet world and watched the final out. I bit my lip and almost cried. I can't remember the last time I cared about a team so much as I did the 2011 TX Rangers. I've never been so excited, crushed, elated, sucker-punched and then depressed as Thursday night. First team to give up runs in the 8th, 9th, 10th and 11th innings in a WS game. I assume they were the first team to ever be one strike away from a WS series win in consecutive innings and go on to lose. Salt in the wounds is 2nd WS loss in a row and I had already poured champagne in the glasses of my neighbors and girlfriend during the 9th inning. I read in the FW Star-Telegram that boxes of "Texas Rangers World Series Champs" shirts were delivered to the press box in the 9th and 10th innings of Game 6.

Had a couple of thoughts. Would I have preferred an 81-81 regular season without the WS agony? Heard some people say that. No. Playoffs were great, WS, even though horrifying in the end, was fantastic.

My other thought was: Now I know how it feels to be a 1990s Buffalo Bills fan, a Holland fan during the 2010 World Cup final, a Russian watching the 1980 Olympics Gold medal hockey game (and then reliving it with a bad movie 20-odd years later), or a 2008 Memphis Tigers fan when Derrick Rose and the boys squandered a 9-point lead during the final two minutes of the NCAA final by missing 4-of-5 free-throws and allowed Mario Chalmers to throw in a prayer 3-pointer with 2 seconds left to go to OT, resulting in an eventual loss.

You never really think about what is it like to be a player or fan on those teams until it happens to you. Then when it does, it makes you want to call Scott Norwood and take him out for ice cream and a drive-in movie.

Shit hurts. I woke up this morning with the Rangers still on my mind but I have a feeling this was the last mourning of my mourning. Lots of consoling comments at work today, but I imagine that by tomorrow or Wednesday, all baseball talk will pass.

I think the "What Ifs?", like when anything goes dreadfully awry, are the most haunting. What if Feliz had blown one by Freese, or Cruz had timed his jump, or Beltre had thrown home in the 10th instead of going to first, or Napoli had called a different pitch for Feldman, or we could have gotten f'ing David Descalso or John slumping Jay out to begin the 10th? What if anything that happened, didn't happen? How much better would I feel today?

I think the only positive I take from the end of baseball season is that I no longer have 3.5 hour commitment blocks in my schedule. Seventeen games in 25 days is a lot of time. I'll see my girlfriend more now, probably do my job better and maybe take up jogging again.

Hopefully during the next six weeks I'll be able to forget about Game 6, and when I read the Year In Sports review in the Dallas Morning News when I go home for Christmas, my urge to cry for what could have been, what should have been, and what wasn't, will be very distant memories. I hope sports never make me feel like this again.

I'm quite certain ninjas live among us.

"This field, this game, is a part of our past, Ray. It reminds us of all that was once good, and what could be good again."

The Lonsome kicker. Go redbirds!

Similarites?

Maybe I am premature in posting this, and maybe this is a ridiculous claim, but am I wrong to see similarities in the way the Dallas Mavericks won the title and the way the Texas Rangers might do so Wednesday night? Probably. Comparing basketball to baseball is like comparing Ramadan to Kwanza, but it seems like there is a very similar pattern to how the two series played out.

So...

* Mavs lose game 1 in Miami, make unthinkable 15-point 4th quarter comeback to win game 2. Same with Rangers, getting two sac flies in top 9th to steal game 2 in STL.

* Mavs get beat in game 3, comeback to win games 4&5, as unheralded star J. Terry throws in 3-ptrs from everywhere. Same with Rangers, swap Jet for potential series MVP Mike Napoli, who throws out tons of baserunners and gets biggest hits of games 4&5.

* Mavs had never won an NBA title, losing their only previous appearance. Ditto with Rangers.

Is this analogy a stretch? Yes, but I think it is worth mentioning. This has been undoubtedly the best year in DFW sports (which includes TCU's Jan. 1, 2011 Rose Bowl win) and the thought of two long-suffering franchises winning their first titles six months apart is pretty amazing.

That said, TX could easily lose both games 6&7 and most analysts will point to this post as the reason for the collapse.

Other notes:
* Pujols is MLB's Michael Jordan.
* Big win for Rangers, only made better by the fact that staff "Ace" CJ can't-throw-strikes Wilson is done for the season. Worst pitcher in the rotation and the Cards could have blown game 5 wide open on several occasions.
* Yadier Molina is the best defensive catcher in baseball. Neck tattoos make for good catchers.
* I love Josh Hamilton, but why did he wait until the WS to announce to the press that his groin hurt? To me, that is like a sprinter that is losing a race and comes up lame down the home stretch and hobbles across the finish line holding his hamstring to validate his poor performance. Wait until after the series to tell everyone how much pain you were in. He didn't look like he was in pain when he made a running catch against the wall in Game 6 of the ALCS, but four days later after a bad game 1 he told everyone how bad he was hurting. I will forgive him if he hits a Kirk Gibson shot in Game 6 and drags his leg around the bases.

* Please start posting again. I'd like to see if we can get something going for Xmas/NYE. Possible?

nostalgia. algae. uh.

http://adamfaust.blogspot.com/

go rangers.

Friendly Wager?

I like this World Series matchup, as well as the IC rivalry that accompanies it. Chambers is a Rangers fan (sort of), so we're STL Butz-Faust and TEX Chambers-Williams.

I also think this is the best two teams in baseball right now, so that's cool. One thing I do not think is cool is giving WS homefield advantage based on the winner of the All-Star game in July. That is dumb. Has to be one of the silliest league governing decisions in sports. Rangers won their division and finished six games ahead of the Cards, though will start the series on the road. Shouldn't record be the determining factor, and not some meaningless scrimmage game four months ago between superstar strangers?

Regardless, I think the Rangers are going to win this series. Rangers in 6.

I'll put $100 on the Rangers? Any takers?

Come Visit. Or at least enter to win a free vacation.

lets all write the background story here.

Game 5
Three game 5s coming up in the next two days. Got me thinking:

What is the best way to win a playoff series?

Walk-off Homerun

Game-tying run gunned down at the plate for final out

(Think Pudge Rodriguez blocking the plate like a caveman in 2003)

Bloop Single

Who cares as long as A-Rod gets bashed in the face?

(I think Varitek asked him "Why would we throw at a .160 hitter?")

Fucking Frogs

Fuckity fuck fuck fuck!

(sorry for the vulgarity)


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baron cohen maraca tambourine reflux.

Wacky Wild Card Finale

Game 162 and the Red Sox-Devil Rays and Cards-Braves are tied. Pretty epic collapses by both the Red Sox and Braves. I'm hoping Cards get in and beat the Dreamteam Phillies, and the hapless Red Sox get in and come to Arlington, TX for the first two games of a 3-game sweep.

Brewers, D-Backs, Tigers, Rangers, Yanks, Phillies and two WCs.
I think its going to be a pretty gnarly month for baseball.

ESPN FILMS: CATCHING HELL



This premiers tonight on ESPN. This was suppose to be part of the 30 for 30 documentaries but was not ready in time. Should be very intriguing.

I think this was the beginning of the end for my Cubs allegiance. The amount of hate this poor guy received just made me uncomfortable. Shame on Moises Alou and shame on Cubs fans for blaming an innocent fan.

As someone who has fully committed to the NFL schedule in life, I see the college games on Saturday pass by in the periphery. Still, I watched the first half of the Alabama and Arkansas game and thought "Damb, this is such a good product".

There is nothing wrong with the college football being played on the field. The problem is entirely off it. The rise of the super conference is the derivative of the BCS. The fractured-decentralized structure, where the power is in the hands of a few, is now evolving to the creation of the super conferences.

Closer to home, where it leaves our Alma Mater remains to be seen. It could be either a watered-down Big East, which would be disappointing, being that they should be in a conference with other football schools - but still competitively advantageous as we might end up in a weak ass BCS pool and have a walkway to a national championship game. Or the Big 12 could come into play somehow.

Regardless the issues that are coming into play in college football - explempified by the willingness of the school presidents to defend the BCS behind the blanket of tradition but happily destroy the rivalries their schools were built on -now parallel the way that I see boxing as a sport versus MMA. The UFC is a single entity, with an organized, talented and competitive line-up, which enables consistent high value fights. Much the same way as the NFL enables its game to be some good fucking week-to-week. College football however, is now becoming more and more pointlessly divided among itself, just as boxing is to the point that I have no idea which belts are required to make someone an undisputed champion.

But with the quality of the play still at such a high level, and the pageantry such in important part of the experience, the stands will continue to be filled and the T.V.s will continue to be on. It looks to be a long time still before we see the second order derivative of the BCS, that is the fully formed structure that will become the Super Conferences.

Two left to pay

Thank you, Mazur. Just waiting on Weiss and Lubahn.

This dude is crazy, but Quiddich is no more of a reality than ever.

The Room

I desperately want to see this with all of you while on substances. This is a real movie and, though it looks from a USA Up All Night clip from 1987, it was made in 2003.

I had Salisbury Steak yesterday for lunch and was reminded of Chet Steadman. Happy Friday.

Headline Contest

Please submit your headline for the weirdest story ever:

In “The Rogue: Searching for the Real Sarah Palin,” Joe McGinniss’ soon-to-be-published book for former Alaska governor and vice-presidential candidate, one tidbit, passed along by the National Enquirer, concerns former NBA player Glen Rice. Palin, according to the book, had a fling thing with Rice in 1987, while he was in college and she was a sports reporter fresh out of college and working at KTUU in Alaska. Rice was a junior at the University of Michigan at the time and their one-night stand occurred while he and the Wolverines were playing in the Great Alaska Shootout. Less than a year afterward, Palin, hockey mom and former basketball player (she used this memorable hoops analogy in 2009), married her husband Todd.
  
Here are mine: 
"One Steamy Night with Rice,"
" Rice, Rice, Baby." 
"Rice hits from Downtown, Anchorage."

Louis CK is Fucking Awesome

I was this when I was 20.

Tough day at the office

As a job requirement, I have to go the Red Hot Chilli Peppers concert tonight and write a review on it. What a drag.

Since being here, Aerosmith, Green Day, Metallica, Depeche Mode, and in a few weeks Pearl Jam, have come to Costa Rica. (as well as some other bums)

If you had to see one band from the 80s-90s that you listened to growing up, who would it be? Pearl Jam "Ten" was my first CD, so I'm pretty pumped for that one. I think Def Leoppard would also arouse my Girbaud jeans.

Apparently, Nick Butt had the best draft. 

OK, OK, so I missed on the last video.  Is this funnier?

It's Time

Vote for ME!

Was nominated for a journalism award in CR. Apparently I am good at writing about hotels and beaches because I was nominated by a tourism agency.

Go here, scroll down to like number 14, vote Gringo name and hit submit at the bottom.
http://www.surveymonkey.com/s/MTCYM8D

If I win I get some ridiculous travel discounts for a year and will fly everyone down for 11.7 bananas and 19 papayas.

Michael & Kris Full Episode | Part 1
Tags: Tr3s

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

INNER CIRCLE!!!

Even though the first post came July 6 of 2006 (which was basically a rant by Williams about his discomfort with modern society & social networking - weirdo), the 2nd post came August 31, 2006 which is when Williams decided to invite us into his bizarro blogger world. It took a few weeks, but before we knew it, we were blogging machines (except for Butz who was initially kicked out because of his 0% attendance). The blog instigated the Chicago trip (for better or worse) and continued to keep us together over the past five years as we all spread out across the state/country/world. I must say, I truly believe we have all stayed closer together because of this blog. Even though some might not post as much as others, we are still held together by this website. Our thoughts have been circled among these 11 friends for 5 years, and had it not been for this site, this circle would look more like a flat line.

With that being said, let's take a look back on August 31, 2006...

...wtf is a blog?!?!

Thursday, August 31, 2006

Alright, I would like some feedback from my squad on this post, although it may require login registration.

I have an idea, so please, hear me out. Even you Lee.

Some of us have the luxury of maintaining communication through the glory of Fantasy Sports, yet it is not a linked, ubiquitous ring of friendship. Some of us are not interested in the part-time gig that is Fantasy games. Respectably so.

So I propose this: This. Yes, that is right. A blog.

To explain, I've seen and worked with people who maintain communication with their most intricate group of friends through a Blog. Just go to the site and read the latest publication from a dear friend. It bridges distancing friendships and keeps you in touch with your best crew.

My thoughts are to have free range of posts, be it about their job, a funny story, a hook up, masturbation, meerkats or women named Korvette. At the same time, I think it would be a little more interesting to encourage each contributor with a topic to post upon every once in a while. Like their beat.

For example, Lee posts a poltical commentary once a week. Kevin posts about football or the pangs of Houston humidity. Faust posts his movie review of Little Miss Sunshine. Clint posts about an emerging corporation. Chambers posts on sports or a rave. Weiss posts on a recent Italian-Zambian rapper he's discovered. Mazur posts on new styles of white tennis shoes. Lubahn posts on the rigors of diaper changing and three hours of sleep. I post about saying the wrong thing to a female.

I think you understand. Personally, there's no one I like to read about more than my friends.

Lastly, as I've applied for jobs recently, I've provided writing samples to each company I've visited. All have been interested in my writing capabilities to some degree and are impressed with handing them clips, of any type.
My point is that you are going to write until you die. All of you. Almost daily.

All right I'm trying to sell. Whatever. I think it'd be cool to have a communication hub for all my friends. I hope you do too.

Hope to read from you.

Love,

A-Chub

7 comments:

Lee said...

Yes communications are good. Thanks for the invite Williams. The funny thing is that I too have been contemplating a myspace account and was thinking that my out going qoute would be "The war in Iraq has made the world safer and more stable". I would like to post some political stuff where everyone could read it. Or more people than I hear it with now, ie no-one.

Interesting information for anyone who cares (just a disclaimer so read on brown). Guess what I have realized this year? I learned that it is easier to be a socialist when you don't have an income and just sit around getting high one or three times a day. At least I read that somewhere or something.

That does not mean that I have lost respect for my old boheiman ways. It only means that I come home late in the day and feel the life not ripped out of me, just slowly sanded out. Which is where you guys come in. Ah friendship.

1:23 AM

Lee said...

ps. I got a myspace account. My name is Ideotechnical. Props to all who know why.

1:24 AM

Le Faust said...

I concur. Communication is good. Although I will not sign up for myspace. I'm not sure why. I think I fear being found by old allys turned enemies. There are a lot of people out there that I ended communication with for a reason. And the last thing I want is them showing up on my myspace page with a bunch of superficial questions about "What I'm doing?" while they quietly judge me. Wow. Blogs bring out some demons.

Like the bear I started my own blog (you basically have to to sign up.) So I think we can visit each other's blogs and post comments.

Love, Faust of "Faust's House Blog" located at http://adamfaust.blogspot.com/

9:52 AM

Brown said...

Well surprise surprise, Lee has been a socialist since his junior year of high school. Although former roommates could attest to that after asking him to buy the next round. His casual nod and request to stay right here always left me wondering if he would actually come back or if I should go ahead and give him my money for our next round of drinks. Love you dude.

Williams, congrats on the new job and location. I am sure your former roommates in Tennesse are sad to lose the three way split on the bills. I think I'm down for New Years. I'm sure we can embarrass ourselves in any city.

My big fear with the blog arena is the opposite of Faust's fear. I know non of you all will quitely be judging. In fact, I doubt anyone will pass up the opportunity to judge out loud. Looking forward to it fellas.

12:27 PM

Mazuratti said...

Lordy lordy look who's forty. Lee is gonna be that middle aged man driving around in a 5 year old civic with about eleven bumper stickers. All the stickers will be carrying the same theme. The theme being something along the lines of "Out with government in with cool" "Taxes are for pussies" "I didn't vote for him" "Turn them off. TV's own You" "Sharks stole my baby, where's my peyote?" I love you Kid A

Hey brown remember when Lee & Brad fought in our disco kitchen over the war. AMAZING. only time in my life I've witnessed Lee act like faust.

cheers-

6:19 PM

c-bone said...

Well hello there my so called friends...just playin fellas. I am officially popping my blogger cherry. I really wasn't into creating my own b/c well i didn't want to put in the effort. Now I am here and loving it as I spend many lonely days with the most vulgar and dirtiest men on the planet. I had a guy tell me a story that involved the phrase "fuckity fuck fuck...fuck those motha fuckers" only to end with "well fuck me in my ass those fucking bastards". Classy.

I am getting this tingling sensation in my pants and it's not the herpes...i mean...shit

This is a perfect means of communication. Good job A-dub Hub but names gotta change. Anyway I am going to walk around the boat aimlessly and see if I can pick up any other interesting phrases to tell my boss.

Sincerely,

The Bone
(don't know where the nickname came from but it's growing on me like genital warts...my mom would be so proud)

8:02 PM

BDub_210 said...

Myspace is great for networking and making yourself look cool. Plus there is soo much 'vag' out there its ridiculous. To date, I have fucked 56 bitches from my friends list. Nothing tastes sweeter than intergalactic pussy...

4:13 AM

Man I love Central America

Nicaragua would welcome Libya's Gaddafi: Presidential aide

Nicaragua would offer political asylum to Libyan leader Muammar Gaddafi, though no asylum request has been made, an aide to the Central American country's president said on Tuesday.

'If someone were to request asylum we would have to give a positive answer because (Nicaraguan) people were granted asylum when people were being murdered by (Nicaragua's Anasatasio) Somoza dictatorship,' Bayardo Arce, President Daniel Ortega's adviser for economic affairs, told reporters.

Mr Arce did not mention the Libyan leader by name, and said it was not clear how Gaddafi might be moved to Nicaragua in a theoretical asylum request because Managua does not have an embassy in Tripoli.

Local media have speculated Gaddafi might consider exile in Nicaragua because Mr Ortega has been a vocal supporter of the Libyan leader, recently calling him a 'brother' and 'friend.' Mr Ortega once was a leftist rebel who fought against the Somoza dictatorship, which ended in 1979.

 

Football is here.  To make the upcoming season more interesting I would like every one to make one bold prediction for the upcoming season.  Mine: The Houston Texans will be in the AFC Championship.

Texas Monthly is excellent.

Here are some highlights from their Top 20 Reasons Why they Love College Football.


Reason#1: The fans (obligated)

Reason #2: Gary Patterson is still yelling at his players.


Reason#7: Snappy Dressing TCU Fans

It also settles a years long battle I have had with Kevin Dalrymple about how our mighty toad would do in a real fight. Spoiler Alert: Not well.


Williams, get a job here.

my motive isn't to encourage discussion of RP. more of a jon stewart post. the daily show is muy bueno.

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This girl is so cool.

http://www.geekologie.com/2011/08/eye-candy-levitating-girl-natsumi-hayash.php

Feel the Shock!

This song is pretty popular in my region of the 2nd and a half world. One night at Karaoke, my friend saw the following video and sat there, mouth agape, stunned at what he was watching.

Since that night, this has become my new favorite dance. Also, "Siente el choque" translates to "feel the shock" or "feel the collision". Enjoy.

for all who care to vicariously live thru eye--eye am willing and able and in the presents(!!!) of nubile willing and able. i've always thought id end up with an older xx. however, after 3 attempts eye... breathe. if you were college me, would you entertain the multiple advances that have roused loins, accelerated doubts, and always seem to wear bust line explicit garmentry, thigh high dilemma parliamentary. i try garment. i hope all of you are having plenty of fantastic sex. i was. (this post not serious.)

May 1 - August 1 = 3 Months without a puff. Congratulations Adam Faust.

3 weeks to 3 months	Your circulation has substantially improved. Walking has become easier. Your chronic cough, if any, has likely disappeared.
1 to 9 months	Any smoking related sinus congestion, fatigue or shortness of breath have decreased. Cilia have regrown in your lungs thereby increasing their ability to handle mucus, keep your lungs clean, and reduce infections. Your body's overall energy has increased.

Here is Kevin's new workstation.  Is he crazy or a pioneer?  Yes.

Would you be my friend if I started wearing these?

Would you still be my friend if I started wearing these?

A little help from my friends

Dear friends,

Where are you? Why don't I know? Why do I feel obligated to write this post at 10:20 at night and add a Joe Cocker video as a plea, not to get "activity" on our blog, but to actually hear from you so that I have some sort of knowledge of what you are doing and who you are becoming?

Truth is, this is the place where I hope to get a little help from my friends. This is our "social network" that we don't have to share with 321 meaningless acquaintances that give you a "like this" thumbs up when you publicly post something inane about how you hate watery oatmeal.

Sort of tired of coming to this blog with my 10 best friends in the world and crossing my fingers that there will be a new comment.

So I ask, where are you? Where is Brown, where is Chambers, where is Butz, where is Mazur, where is Weiss, where is Lubahn, where o where is Portillo?

I'd really like to know what is happening in the world of my friends. We see each other 6 days a year (maybe) and, for me, this is the tool I use to keep up with everyone. I feel like if we let it die, we'll slowly become strangers and see each other at Miller's bachelor party in seven years and talk about how we used to be friends, or spend most of the time trying to wade through the disappointing awkwardness of the reality that we actually don't have a clue about who each other has become.

We have careers, kids, mortgages, debts and vices, but if they consume all of our time, then I feel like we're choosing them instead of choosing friends. If that is the choice, so be it, but I'm willing to fight it. Willing to take 386 seconds of my precious time and post something stupid about how eating rice and beans for breakfast has grown on me or why I think talking about weather is the worst conversation in the world unless there is a hurricane, mudslide or 10+ inches of snow.

I'm sure this is already too long, so I'll stop now and hope that Mazur posts something insane that makes me laugh and wish I was hanging out with people I cared out, not some jackass named Rodrigo Llantas who thinks whorehouses are cool.

Life in a Day
I think this looks cool. If I'd lived in the First World, I'd see it.


Oscar-winning film director Kevin Macdonald's Life in a Day was born out of a unique partnership between Ridley Scott's Scott Free UK and YouTube. The film is a user-generated, feature-length documentary shot on a single day—July 24, 2010.

Enlisted to capture a moment of the day on camera, the global community responded by submitting more than 80,000 videos to YouTube. The videos contained over 4,500 hours of deeply personal, powerful moments shot by contributors from Australia to Zambia, and from the heart of bustling major cities to some of the most remote places on Earth.

Life in a Day brings together the most compelling footage from YouTube to create a 90-minute film crafted by Macdonald, executive producer Ridley Scott, producer Liza Marshall, and their teams. The film offers a unique experience that shows—with beauty, humor, and joyful honesty—what it's like to be alive on Earth today.

http://movies.nationalgeographic.com/movies/life-in-a-day/

http://movies.nationalgeographic.com/movies/life-in-a-day/theater-listings/

Nipple Foot.
This is real, and it is called Supernumerary breast tissue.

Discuss.

would your girlfriend/wife (were she, for the purpose of this melodrama, my girlfriend/wife) eject, annul, cease, desist, decease, lay waste, stop-short post-haste, monogamy's hectic pace--obviously past three years of relating factor in to this tragic comedy--were she to sniff the following exchange? from facebook:

Brooke Worthington: July 7

OH MY GOSH! Where have you been?? how are you?!!


Marc Miller: July 9

middle east(military), now back at tcu/ftw... gettin some stuff done. how you doin?


Brooke Worthington: July 14

We should do lunch and catch up!


Marc Miller: July 14

512-xxx-xxxx am free next week after thurs... not sure i could explain to the female that's here til then, having a catch-up lunch with with a looker like yourself : )


Brooke Worthington: July 15

mine is 817-xxx-xxxx

added variables for kevin:
1) her current boyfriend is a defensive lineman/deep snapper for the cowboys, a canadian fella named "LP".
2) and for those that remember brooke, well...
3) random poll: is my above communique an open-ended attempt at dragon-slaying bw?


i am morpheus' quixotic camel, and the above is the straw that broke my back. well.. that, piled on with all the other shit.

two broken steel supported legs, two enormous hearts, trustless and tepid, too littled too lated. one average penis, one tempestuous lesson-filled love-affair, thrust aside, now three years later... and i dont know whether im confused, exhausted, or drowning in caustic relief(hers/mine?). as non omnis moriar and all's for the best. she was a great one, graceful and cunning, breezy and numbing, she just so plainly, not for an ass is as me.

was i killing her slowly?

i wouldve asked her to accept me wholly this november. around thanksgiving. she seemed like worth fighting.

love is real.

grit is real too. and in my himmhawing lay love not worth prizing.

boy seeks tenacity, exclusion from tucked-tail dependency, seeks balanced deficiency. seeks somewhat crazy. seeks harlot and lady.

no more week-long we break we. no more curses from folly. no more ask if we happy.

the lord, he did bless, and then did undress me, pressed and caressed me, and now he does test me.

tearfully, there will always be, sweet monika marie.

--no face man


who's making odds, between me and adub, who's happily married first? my calendar just opened up. who wants to sail to horizons of imperfection with me?

My boss just said to me, "I am going to go run some errands, I will be back in a bit."

Is this acceptable?

It's in a book, take a look!

Louis CK is pretty f' brilliant.  I know people have talked about him before, and I may be late to this party- sue me.

His show, "Louie" on FX is ball dropping funny as well.

Any one see it?

Any one have a good show worth sharing?  Or at least a show you think is good and every one else thinks is terrible, and it's really funny when you get called out for enjoying, "Meet the Browns"

Esquire: A Woman We Love

Meet Hayley Atwell

I just thought we should all be made aware of her existence

Kevins Trophy Case

This is my trophy case






This is only 1 side

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Very sad - http://sports.espn.go.com/ncb/news/story?id=6749091

Katie and I met Coach Dougherty at the Houston Airport one time while the team was traveling for a preseason game. He was one of the nicest people I think I have ever met. We ran into him again at a football game about a year later and he actually remembered us from the airport and spoke to us again. I know a lot of Horned Frog alumni were not fond of him during his brief coaching period at TCU, but I always appreciated his sincerity as a human.

Happy 30th Kevin!!

Also, any good pics from Chambers wedding?

The great umbilical cord beckons

Come one, come all.

Just hit my two-year mark and don't know how much longer I'll be living in tropical paradise and rainforest country. I encourage visits and re-visits within the next 6-12 months or forever hold your Paz.

VIVA LA PLAGA

Did anyone watch the U.S.-Mexico Gold Cup Final on Saturday night at the Rose Bowl? I did, with my Dad, in Texas, USA on Univision in Espanol (ESPN was showing race car highlights).

We listened to commentary of former US player Marcelo Balboa as a commentator (with his Argentine accent), cringed every time Mexican fans yelled "PUTO!" when US keeper Tim Howard took a goal kick, and talked about how much it sucked to watch the Rose Bowl - a slice of Americana, historic college football games and 4th of July celebrations - fill with 80,000 Mexican fans out of 93,000 in attendance.

This was a tournament final in the US of A with the US of A national team playing, yet the game turned into a Mexican home game. Unsurprisingly, Mexico, which is the better team, won 4-2. The trophy celebration was held in Spanish and after the game Howard said:

"CONCACAF should be ashamed of themselves. I think it was a fucking disgrace that the entire postmatch ceremony was in Spanish. You can bet your ass that if we were in Mexico City, it wouldn't be all in English."
http://sports.espn.go.com/los-angeles/soccer/news/story?id=6705473

Bill Plaschke (Around the Horn) wrote a column called "Red, White and Booo" about the fans at the game.
http://www.latimes.com/sports/la-sp-0626-plaschke-gold-cup-20110626,0,7072114.column

My question is: Where else in the world would this happen? What other national team in the world is Booed on their home turf by an overwhelming majority of opposing fans?

I've tried to answer this. I've looked up immigration stats and tried to think of other scenarios. For certain events, there'd probably be a lot of Turkish fans at a game in Germany, Ukranian fans in Russia or Bangladeshis in attendence in India (perhaps for cricket). But it doesn't compare. We are the porous borders "Come one, come all" capital of the world.

And watching the Gold Cup final on Saturday night, I suddenly became pissed off, xenophobic and Arizonian. Home for 10 days and watching the news about unemployment, the economy, the 2012 elections, etc, and then Saturday night decidely thinking "Immigration IS a problem". Nowhere in the world do immigrants enter a country to suckle at a Teet more than they do on Uncle Sam's. Trust me, I live in Central America, which is essentially an udder from the US that everyone is trying to nurse from (see foreign investment, the Panama Canal and banana republics)

This is long, yes, I know.

I titled this "Viva La Plaga" because, as a joke, Gringos living in Central and South America are known as "La Plaga" or "the plague" because we infiltrate these countries with young drunken tourists, shitty Spanish and entitled mannerisms.

Well, at least we don't call your goalkeeper a "Bitch" every time he takes a goal kick on his home field. I'd like to think we have a little more class than that.

Happy Pride!






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Faust is Tucked

WEEKEND SUCCESS


And a Special Happy 30th Birthday to this guy ->

King Me

Every time you come 'round my city, ring, ring.

Who's buying parade tickets?

the waning days of hair.