Dirty Dozens
Sorry it’s been a while, but to be honest, the summer has been pretty dull thus far. Hopefully things will pick up starting tonight with the beginning of Shark Week on Discovery Channel. Anywho, I thought I would just spew out some thoughts on some random things I have been thinking about lately. Let’s go for the gold, let’s go for the glory!
Running: I recently began running twice a day, and I am loving it. The catalysts for this new hobby were, strangely enough, a couple movies I just watched (both bJ approved!) - Run Fat Boy Run and Burn After Reading. One of the secret advantages of running, besides well, actually running, is that it enabled me to create a “running playlist” on my iPod of some pumping tunes. Anyone can get from point A to point B, but sometimes, picking the right set list can help propel you from point B to point C, which is usually the most difficult part of a run.
Steroids in MLB: To quote some old dude in an even older flick, “Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn”! We get it, most of the premiere players of this era were on the juice. Alright already! Get the hell over it! Haven’t we all had enough of these shenanigans, this tomfoolery, this ballyhoo? I know I have. Let me know when something meaningful happens in baseball that doesn’t have a correlation to Requiem For A Dream.
TV Shows: So far, there has actually been some hidden gems when it comes to summer programming. HBO’s Hung and Comedy Central’s Michael & Michael Have Issues have shown promise and gotten better as the weeks have gone by. And let’s not forget how amazing this season of Entourage has been (Johnny Drama, where have you been all my life?). Lastly, but 100% not least, besides all the perennial fall shows we have to look forward to this September, there may be no show that has more anticipation for it than one that has not been on for nearly 18 months. Of course, I am talking about the best comedy on television - Curb Your Enthusiasm, which is returning on 9/20/09 for it’s seventh season, with the entire cast of Seinfeld joining!
Potent Potables: Everyone has got to chill the hell out about Michael Jackson. None of you gave a crap about him during the past 20 years, err, “the molesting years” as its come to be known, and now you do? He made some good music a while ago and has since been the marquis freak attraction reported by tabloids. Just because he is gone does that mean that the entire world should shut down? This is utter lunacy! Did you catch a glimpse of the spectators at the memorial service? People are acting as though Jules is reciting his quote to them. He isn’t, but I would advise you to offer him some of your frosty beverage, just to be on the safe side. End result, black or white, plastic or flesh, he is gone. Now we’ll never know for sure if Billy Jean was his lover or not. BONG!
