Aside from the bizarre change from curly to straight hair as noted above, Justin Timberlake is a pretty cool dude. His most recent album, the 20/20 experience, just sold 968,000 copies in its first week according to billboard. I’ve been listening to it on Spotify because I keep my mind open to everything and it’s really not that bad. It plays in the background and it doesn’t bother me whatsoever and is actually soothing. Music that can play in the background without noticing is generally favored upon over something that gets on your nerves like his old NSync music. It’s kind of like Barry White music with a high singing voice. He seems to evolve with the times. I’d say give Pusher Love Girl a listen. It kind of annoying when you think how much a guy has accomplished and he’s only 2 years older than me.
Starting with the Mickey Mouse Club, to NSync, to solo artist, to movie star (Social Network & Friends with Benefits), his parents can be pretty proud of their child. He also has his own brand of tequila called 901; the name comes in part from the area code of his hometown of Memphis. He’s launched a clothing line called William Rast with a childhood friend. His golf handicap is a 6. Oh and let’s not forget he’s married to Jessica Biel! And he can hold his liquor (video first saw on Barstool by me)! What can’t this guy do?
Fake reality TV like The Kardashians, The Hills, Jersey Shore, or The Bachelor are the epitome of “reality” TV. Essentially the episodes get scripted by creative writers and the actors act out the scenes. 2013 has come a long way since TV that was closer to reality like Real World (1992) & Survivor (2000),The Osbornes (2002) were pioneering reality TV. Those shows felt like there was minimal persuasion from directors. Today the audience has bought into the idea that reality is better (which I agree with) but it’s gotten so out of hand that reality has now transferred back to scripted television. I don’t really have a problem with it as long as everyone realizes that what they are watching isn’t reality. Here are a few examples of shows that actually try to act like it’s real life compared to shows on E! and the networks.
Hardcore Pawn
There is really no need to watch the clip but essentially the microphone pack comes out of the guest and it makes sense that a reality TV show wouldn’t mic guests walking into the store. What I really like about the video (you still don’t have to watch it) is that the person who made it keeps saying how much he enjoys it. For me once the effect of a show being produced and created is dawned on me, I stop liking it. After watching about 3 Hardcore Pawns you come to this realization but it just makes you wonder what the hell is the point of the bartering? I think coming up with ideas and crazy people acting would get difficult.
World’s Worst Tenants
I actually find this show pretty funny. The tenants go nuts and are pretty good actors. The end credits say the show is inspired by real events with names/places changed. They are all actors. It is not real. The last few episodes I saw were hilarious though. One dude drove an RV through a gate, another pointed a gun at the bros, and people were having sex on the balcony which were actually dolls! It’s on FX which probably gets overlooked often.
Storage Wars
I was pretty big on Storage Wars and it’s STILL the main source of traffic for my site. I wrote articles on why I thought it was fake back in 2011 and it still continues today. This entry still gets major traffic. I completely stopped watching it around this time. Dave Hester even came out saying it was fake and I was browsing an episode recently and it seems like he’s off the show. Why on Earth would people continue watching it if they know it’s fake? The items are planted, the bidding is staged, and the whole premise is pointless…
I guess at this point I’m not bringing anything groundbreaking to the scene because it’s fairly obviously. I dug up this quote from an actor on some show I don’t watch. The situations are “all false,” Hart says, yet, “the real reality comes from us playing ourselves. We’re making fun of ourselves.” But ultimately a semi-scripted, semi-improvised show like Real Husbands is not that much different from celebrity-driven reality shows that feature stars reacting to manufactured situations.” I think that is a pretty good description of what is happening. I wonder how many people understand that though. Once cops goes fake, we know we are in trouble. Let’s all admit Pawn Stars has jumped the sharked as well.
I have never used a wink. in my lifetime for any purpose other than making sure two people are on the same page without the 3rd person knowing. I take that back, we’ve played the game drug dealer before and that requires a wink. The reason I even thought about this post is because I’ve been winked at twice in the past 2 days. I read the wikipedia description of the wink and for the most part it is used for backstabbing and flirting. I’m fairly certain that the two winks that went my way were neither.
The first was from a 250 lb poker female dealer who winked at me. I’m not sure if she was going to deal me a good hand or give me a good hand, either way I was confused. I sort of looked at her and laughed like I understood what the hell she was winking at but in reality was scared to death what she meant by it. The other was even more bizarre because I was in the elevator going down to work out and this random bro was also heading down. He was dressed in running attire and we sort of looked at each other. I gave him a silent head nod acknowledgement and he gave me this wink smile which was baffling. I asked him if he was doing the Broad St and in a thick Ukrainian accent (total guess) he told me he was. I’m not sure if winking is a normal greeting in the Ukraine or if he caught some dust in his eye but I anxiously waited for the elevator to get to the floor. Both situations were odd and it made me realize I never use the wink and that I probably never will.
However, due to the intrigue of the blog and the social experiment that can go along with the wink, I’m going to try to use it on 5 separate occasions to attractive girls who are complete strangers. I’ve actually never attempted a wink at a person before so I have to make sure I’m doing it right to get the full effect but I think with some practice I can perfect it. In a future post I’ll document the results which I”m sure will be stellar.
Over the years I’ve become an expert on the topic of dehydration and alcohol. I even recently read over this website which is great research on what happens when you drink. Casual drinkers don’t understand it, scientists only can write what is supposed to happen, but I can comment on the experience first hand. I’ve grown leaps and bounds from my nights of every weekend blackouts but that doesn’t mean that I still don’t get carried away and succumb to the joys of alcohol. This past weekend was another example of the effects of alcohol entering real life.
I’m going to recap what I drank over what periods of time to understand my intake and the aftermath. Starting Saturday, I had my first beer at 11:30 am. I than drank about 5 dixie cup beers playing poker. Next I had a Heineken, a shot of Jameson, and a Yuengling before 4pm. After checking in to our room I drank 2 more Bud Lights. While playing Pai Gow I drank 3 Captain and Cokes and preceded back to the room to drink another beer and have one shot of Jameson. Next, we went downstairs and did an Irish Car Bomb. At this point it was around 9pm and I believe I had a beer to sip on and that was the last bit of alcohol I had until after the concert which ended at 11 or so. At this point I lost count of every single drink I took but I drank a beer consistently until 6:30 am. The break of not drinking anything during the concert was the saving grace as I didn’t black out the entire night and remember virtually everything. With this summary of my drinking, this takes me to Sunday morning. A final note is that I ate a bagel for breakfast and a burger at around 2pm.
When I got back on Sunday I slept for a few hours till about 4pm. Adam wanted to know if I wanted to watch the games with him and I told him I could barely move. I was trying to drink water throughout the day but my intake of liquid and food is in complete disarray. I was unable to work out and didn’t do anything the entire day. I feel asleep at around midnight and woke at 8am feeling better but far from perfect. I was able to eat some breakfast and drink some coffee but my body still wasn’t right. If you stick your tongue out and there is a white film covering it, you’re still dehydrated. So I basically started chugging water but what happens is that your body just pisses it out. I urinated about 10 times today trying to rehydrate my body. My motor skills are also completely out of whack and typing is challenging. Also I don’t feel happy. The alcohol and lack of water make you feel down and depressed. Everything about days like this are painful and you really need to get them over with and heal with time. The other hard part is that the sleep you get isn’t real strong sleep. You don’t wake up rejuvenated but still with the fuck this shit feeling. The only real solution is being a man about it, continue drinking water, and knowing it will pass.
So why do I put myself through this? Probably because I had the best time at the AWOLNation concert in lord knows how long. I wouldn’t have been able to “rage” like that if it wasn’t for alcohol. You think Pat would be able to crowd surf without it? It was something that could never happen without alcohol. I don’t care how awesome people who are sober say being sober is, you can’t enjoy a concert like that standing around. So it’s basically putting up with some pain for a concert/weekend experiencing you’ll never forget. Take your pick.
This was one of the better weekends I’ve had in a while. On Friday I headed to the suburbs and watched the tourney games with some friends. My brackets are still up in the air which is good because I did a pretty shitty job of picking the first round games. I turned in early on Friday because Saturday was an Awolnation concert in AC that Jeff had purchased tickets to a while back. Evan and I left at around 10 am on Sat morning and got to AC in 1 hour and 4 minutes. We stayed at the Showboat because that was where the concert took place.
Jeff arrived at around noon and we settled in for a poker session at the Taj. I played pretty terribly and ended up dropping a hundred bucks in the 2 or so hours. We then decided to get some food and play some blackjack which only had one interesting tidbit. About midway through the first shoe I didn’t double down on a A3 vs a dealer 5 and the results were not good. I ended up taking too many cards, one of which would have been the dealer break card and this guy who probably had 400 bucks on 2 hands was none to pleased. He basically said, “you fucked it up, that shoe was pretty good and you fucked it up.” That pretty much set the tone for the rest of the shoe and it didn’t go well. He actually ended up leaving after that hand which was the smart/right thing to do. After that beating we checked into the room. We played some Pai Gow while we were waiting for a few of Jeff’s friends to arrive and that was pretty fun. Once Pat, Mael, and Steve got there, the concert wasn’t far off.
Blondfire and some other band opened for Awol and we only got to see the end of Blondfire. Awol came on time and pretty much blew the crowd away. If you go to an Awol concert and sit in the balcony, you aren’t getting the full experience. The scene was great with people crowd surfing and just generally going nuts. Probably the most fun 1.5 hours I’ve spent in a long time. After Awol we chilled at the Showboat and then headed to a Revel club. We waited for a half hour and then decided to not pay the 30 dollar cover charge which didn’t make a ton of sense. While hanging around we bumped into these two smoking chicks who wanted to go to the strip club so Pat, Jeff and myself did so and Jeff paid a cover charge and left 2 minutes after. We hung there for a while getting nowhere with the two chicks we came with and left at lord knows what time. We then met back up with Jeff and Mael and played blackjack till 6:30 in the morning. It was a pretty long night and I was completely beat at the end.
I’m still feeling the effects today as I did virtually nothing yesterday. It was definitely a fun time though and something out of the ordinary. My wallet is a bit slimmer but that’s going to happen sometimes.
– who overheard these men at a conference and tweeted this –
– and everyone got fired. Two guys were talking about “forking” and “dongles” at a nerd convention, this woman overheard them talking, took their picture and posted it to twitter portraying them as male chauvinists. This is her opinion on the matter, “Richards explained her perspective on her blog, But You’re a Girl, saying she took the comments for as long as she could, but when she saw a picture of a little girl onstage, she felt she needed to make a stand for her and all the women who have not considered technology as a career path “because the ass clowns behind me would make it impossible for her to do so.”
The line has to be drawn somewhere because this is completely out of control. This woman has no business sticking her head where it doesn’t belong. Bro’s will be bro’s and I’m pretty sure she wasn’t in their conversation. If it bothers you that much, move somewhere else. Instead this feminist posts this picture (WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU POSTING PICTURES OF PEOPLE YOU DON’T KNOW ON TWITTER) and blows everything out of proportion as only feminists know how to do. I can just see these two nerds sitting together cracking jokes under their breath and this woman having nothing better to do but eavesdrop and make a stink of the matter. This actually bothers me because if two woman were talking about getting laid last night and I overheard it, would I take offense? No, I’d think it was awesome and quietly creep the conversation. Get your head out out of your ass Adria! What was her end goal other than being a nosy feminist? She deserves to be fired but I have to say death threats and physical harm are completely overboard. Her tweet got her the attention she asked for…and a pink slip to boot.
I was at my parents house last night and stumbled across our old home videos that were on an 8mm tape and then re-recorded on a dvd. These tapes start from when I was 6 (1989) until I hit about 14. I sat down for an hour or so and started watching them and they are really quite remarkable. I’ll upload a few of the more classic moments to youtube and post them on the blog so stay tuned. I have this one outfit from the early 90’s that you couldn’t imagine until you see it. Also there is a footage of a classic Stortz-Schmidt 2v2 bball game that I’ll add. It seems stupid at the time to record things but when you look at tapes 20 years ago, you start to appreciate where you are and where you’ve been. The present at the time seems so normal but viewing it 20 years into the future is nothing you could have thought of.
The thing I really took from watching the tapes is how care free and innocent you are as a kid. Life is just sports, hanging out and goofing around. No responsibilities. Just living life. When I think of the last 10 years of my life I realize how much they differed from the first 20 years of my life. Night and day. I had so much potential as a youth… and now I’m a fully grown ass man. It’s actually kind of depressing. Nevertheless, life is about the moment and not getting hung up on the past. Nothing comes from the past but memories. You can learn from it but the present is where your mind is and needs to be. These types of posts remind me severely of Calvin and Hobbes.
The great thing about life is that things are constantly changing. Some people can even predict it in 1996 (the days of dial up).
What we are seeing is a decline of Facebook, and an emergence of Twitter. Facebook was in its infancy when I was in college. I remember the excitement of meeting a chick at a party and then making them your Facebook friend. This allowed for the possibility of banging them which would never (still didn’t matter) happen otherwise. As your friend list grew your self popularity exploded. It was a glorious thing. Now almost 10 years later, my parents and their friends are all on Facebook mingling and I can’t find a single person on there who I see on a routine basis. Out of the 350 people on Facebook, I probably interact with 30 or so and the rest are pointless updates from people I don’t care about. I would say the biggest travesty and fraudulent act (I’m stealing Shee) is people wishing other people Happy Birthday. Ask yourself a question, if Facebook didn’t remind you of their birthday would you know it? So stop faking it. If you don’t agree with me that Facebook is dead, than you probably own a flip phone.
I personally don’t like Twitter as much as others. I find it difficult to come up with entertaining tweets and I also can’t seem to develop an audience. It’s one thing to spend time of thinking of a tweet when you know 100,000 people are going to read it compared to 30. Twitter is more dynamic than Facebook because you can follow anyone you want. You get updates from people who interest you (also cooler and smarter)and not your boring friends. I obviously have a few gripes though. Some people are constantly tweeting and re-tweeting and it’s a complete turn off. I pretty much will unfollow them immediately if they block up the feed. The other problem is that most famous people are just promoting their crap and not tweeting anything meaningful. I do like how I can roll through Twitter in a few minutes though and only take in what I want to take it. The Twitter hash tag can also lead to funny meanings (mostly misused though) and it’s very bizarre Facebook is trying to implement it in their own system. Personally I haven’t found anything funnier than Fukung’s tag system.
Would I want to own Facebook stock? Absolutely not. Maybe there is tremendous growth in under-developed countries and mobile shit but who really gives a fuck. Everything has cycles and that is especially true with technology. Things get old. Prodigy got old. Netscape got old. Aol got old. MySpace got old. Technology will come and go but the important part is to always adapt with the trends and recognize when they are happening. You can make a lot of money this way. I will give one important rule to follow that you should never, ever forget. Never listen to me. #Idontknowshit
What’s in? Amazon, Google, and I hope Samsung takes a giant diarrhea dump on Apple.
Here is a list of sports stars who died in auto accidents. Not necessarily in sports cars which could be confusing by the title. I bring this list to reveal the dangers of automobile accidents.
Steve Prefontaine
Pre’s Rock is a memorial at the site of the roadside boulder where Prefontaine died. The memorial features a plaque with a picture of Prefontaine that reads: “ For your dedication and loyalty
To your principles and beliefs…
For your love, warmth, and friendship
For your family and friends…
You are missed by so many
And you will never be forgotten…”
Derrick Thomas
Probably best known for being one of the fastest linebackers in Tecmo Super Bowl, kidding. Things that you probably don’t know is that in 1990 against the Seattle Seahawks, he set an NFL record with seven sacks in a single game. The story of his death is also quite fascinating. “On January 23, 2000, Thomas’ 1999 Chevrolet Suburban went off Interstate 435 as he and two passengers were driving to Kansas City International Airport during a snowstorm, where he was going to fly to St. Louis to watch the NFC Championship game. Police reports indicate that Thomas, who was driving, was speeding at approximately 100 m.p.h. even though snow and ice were accumulating on the roadway. Thomas continued weaving erratically through traffic until the time of the accident. Thomas and one of the passengers were not wearing seat belts and both were thrown from the car; the passenger was killed instantly. A few days later Thomas died from a massive blood clot that developed in his paralyzed lower extremities and traveled to his lungs”.
Drazen Petrovic
In the 1991–92 season, his first full season with the Nets, Petro, as the Americans had dubbed him, averaged 20.6 points in 36.9 minutes on the floor, nearly leading all NBA guards in field goal percentage (51%). Here are the details on his death: “Petrović died in a traffic accident at approximately 17:20 on June 7, 1993, four and a half months before his 29th birthday. On the rain-drenched Autobahn 9, he was a passenger in a car that was cut off by a semi truck at Denkendorf, near Ingolstadt, in the German state of Bavaria. According to the report of the Ingolstadt police, that afternoon a truck broke through the Autobahn median; the truck driver was trying to avoid a collision with a personal vehicle in his own lane and lost control of the truck, crashing through the median barrier and finally coming to a stop blocking all three lanes of traffic in the opposite direction (Munich). Seconds later, the VW Golf carrying a sleeping Petrović in the passenger seat crashed into the truck, killing him and leaving the driver – Klara Szalantzy, a German model and female basketball player with whom Petrović was romantically involved – and Hilal Edebal, a female Turkish basketball player, with grave injuries. It was established that visibility on the road was very poor and that Petrović was not buckled with a seatbelt”
Eddie Griffin
Eddie Griffin hailed from the Philadelphia area and went to Roman Catholic High School. He attended Seton Hall University for one year before being drafted 7th by the Nets before being immediately traded to the Rockets. “Eddie Griffin died as a result of a car crash on August 17, 2007 at about 1:30 a.m.[6] Houston police said in a report that Griffin ignored a railroad warning and went through a barrier before striking a moving train. The resulting fire burned Griffin’s SUV and the side of a railcar carrying plastic granules.[6] Griffin’s body was badly burned and there was no initial identification. Dental records later revealed the man was Griffin. He had more than three times the legal alcohol limit in his system when he crashed, according to an autopsy report. The Harris County Medical Examiner’s office said the 25-year-old Griffin died of “multiple blunt force injuries.” The medical examiner’s office performed tests on Griffin’s bile and blood from his heart and liver and determined his blood-alcohol level was 0.26. The legal limit in Texas is 0.08. Tests found no traces of cocaine, barbiturates or any other narcotics.”
Dale Earnhardt Sr.
I can’t believe it’s already been 12 years since Dale Sr. has been gone. While driving in the 2001 Daytona 500, Earnhardt died of basilar skull fracture in a last-lap crash at Daytona International Speedway on February 18, 2001. He has been inducted into numerous halls of fame, including the inaugural class of the NASCAR Hall of Fame. The last lap…
Bobby Phills On January 12, 2000, while a member of the Charlotte Hornets, Phills was killed in an automobile accident in Charlotte, North Carolina. Phills was traveling behind teammate David Wesley at over 75 mph (121 km/h) when his Porsche spun and crossed into oncoming traffic. It hit another car, which in turn was struck in the rear by a minivan. The drivers of the other two vehicles recovered, while Phills was pronounced dead at the scene. A police report said Phills and Wesley were driving “in an erratic, reckless, careless, in a negligent or aggressive manner.” Wesley later was convicted of reckless driving after being cleared of a racing charge.
Jerome Brown
Brown died on June 25, 1992, at the age of 27, following an automobile accident in Brooksville, Florida, in which both he and his nephew, Gus, were killed when Brown lost control of his ZR1 Chevrolet Corvette at high speed and crashed into a utility pole. After his death, Eagles players and fans started the unofficial motto, “Bring it home for Jerome,” an indirect reference among Eagles fans to bringing a Super Bowl title to the city in Brown’s honor.
