Wednesday, July 06, 2011

This Week in Jurisprudence

The mad captains piloting this leaky vessel have our share of white whales. Or, in TJ's case, African-American whales. His obsession with O.J. Simpson is well chronicled. As is Mark's with all things Tennessee, and Dave's quest to destroy the world's taco supply.

I get the rare pleasure beginning tomorrow of watching the object of my irrational derision called to account for his sins. Sometime in the morning, somewhere in Washington, DC (both facts available to those willing to actually look for them), Roger Clemens will go on trial for perjuring himself in front of the U.S. Congress. And somewhere in Northern Virginia, I'll let out a little cackle of schadenfreude-inspired glee.

BOFOG:TB (give it a minute) T.J. Quinn offers a great recap of the details of the Clemens case today - in keeping with our why-do-the-work-when-someone-else-can philosophy, I commend his comprehensive preview to your attention. He'll be tracking the case as @TJQuinnESPN on Twitter. Mark Fainaru-Wada says you should follow Quinn's updates, and that's more than good enough for me.

I see very few losing scenarios for right-minded Americans in the Clemens case. Even if his acclaimed legal team succeeds in clearing the Texas Con Man, the trial promises to be embarrassing, with tales of clandestine injections, "misremembering", and assorted unsavory characters. Then, the inevitable film treatment (and Taiwanese animation) will follow, ensuring that Clemens will spend the better part of the next decade in a sort of dipshit purgatory.

Clemens' own attorneys kicked things off today in pre-trial proceedings, establishing that their client was "not a scholar of linguistics". That's a kind way to call someone a dumbass. We need to work on a new turn of phrase for dumbass. Thanks to the media and the U.S. Department of Justice, we'll have a few weeks to work on it.

Tuesday, July 05, 2011

Just Because

Enjoy this clip:

Monday, July 04, 2011

Amerigo, Fuck Yeah

Happy Independence Day, people of Gheorghe.

Sunday, July 03, 2011

It Puts the Billy Lotion in the iPod

G:TB previously told you about Aloe Blacc. You're a fool if you continue to deprive yourself of his modern take on classic soul. Go get "Good Things" immediately. If you're not careful you might get yourself laid.

Willie Evans Jr., possibly the best MC to ever come out of Jacksonville, apparently reads our posts as he recently made a (free!) album using only samples from "Good Things." He called it "Billy Lotion." I suggest you give it a listen.



My favorite track is "Rap Games," for which Evans made a video based on the Aloe Blacc video based on my TR/FD lovechild post. I would characterize it as bangin' to quite bangin'.



If this isn't enough for you, here's Willie's explanation of the story behind the origin of "Billy Lotion":

The good people over at High Water Music asked me to stop playing Tekken 6 long enough to explain/talk about Billy Lotion. Billy Lotion is essentially the product of Sucio Smash letting me hear Aloe Blacc’s most recent album and then saying “What if you made a beat cd out of this album?” After listening to (and being blown away by) the album I sat down, partook of the shrubbery and made beats. It’s pretty much that simple. This is basically a pet project that, through the magic of the ‘SucioPrism’ is now in your hard drive and hopefully on your phone/ipod/pad/blah. Please enjoy. And buy 1000 copies of my next album. I’m obligated to say that. But do it though. – Willie Evans Jr.

I only play to buy one copy of Willie's next album, "Introducin,’" which comes out on July 19th, but I think he won't mind.

Saturday, July 02, 2011

Help a Father Out

My family and I spent much of yesterday in Provincetown, MA getting our collective freak on. For us, that means buying stuff we don't need and drinking martinis in the afternoon, but one of Ptown's many redeeming qualities is its tolerance of the little quirks in all of us.

After a terrific lunch and some team meandering along Commercial Street, we poked into Shop Therapy for a quick dose of Patchouli and some cheap baubles. The front of the store featured a rack of bumper stickers, most of them like this one:


The question, then, for the fathers, mothers, uncles, aunts in the audience, is what do you say when your 9 year-old starts perusing the display in question? Thank God Almighty the message that stuck in her head was "I'm Not Gay, but My Girlfriend Is". That one turned into a discussion about tolerance - a teachable moment, if you will.

I'm really glad I didn't have to tell her that some people eat cats.

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Best Dad? This Dad. Worst Dad? Same Dad.

Not sure where to begin with this one. Let's just say this clip straddles the line between loving speed metal and blatantly disregarding your child's safety.



Conclusion: Metal > Baby (to this dad, at least)

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Watch This Show!

Children's Hospital is a 15 minute program that airs on 11 PM on Thursday nights on The Cartoon Network. It was created by Rob Corddry, who you all may remember as an ex-Daily Show correspondent.

The show is very funny and ridiculous. It co-stars Corddry, Ken Marino (from The State) and Megan Mullally (Will & Grace), among others, and features a rotating door of guest stars you know. It used to be an on-line show only, but made the move to Adult Swim this season.

You can watch old episodes on YouTube. Search for silver5517, who posts the old episodes. A bunch of old episodes are up there now. They are about 10-15 minutes long, so you can chug through them pretty quickly.

Here is the first episode from Season 3, which just started a few weeks ago:



And episode 2 is below. Enjoy.

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Know Your Relegated Football Side

G:TB has long advocated a soccer-style relegation system for American sports leagues, if only because it makes us sound moderately worldly. We expect Grantland to appropriate the idea any moment now. We thought it might be cool if the Padres or Royals or Orioles faced the prospect of playing in the International League. We never imagined that the Yankees would feel relegation's cruel gutpunch.

Join us then to consider then the fate of River Plate, the most storied franchise in the history of Argentina's Primera in this installment of Know Your...

Team: Club Atletico River Plate
League: Nacional B (at that makes all the difference)
Nickname: Los Millonarios

Self-Absorbed East Coast Elitist Commentary: River Plate have won 33 Primera championships in their 110-year history, far more than any other Argentinian side. In the early 2000s, the International Federation of Football History and Statistics (sort of soccer's SABR) named Los Millonarios the 9th most prominent club in history. In addition to their numerous Primera crowns, Plate have won five international club crowns, and boasted such global luminaries as Caniggia, Crespo, Batistuta, Cambiasso, and Juan Pablo Angel.

And last week, they fell 3-1 on aggregate to Belgrano, dropping them into Nacional B for the first time ever. River Plate fans (some known as Los Borrachos del Tablon, or 'the drunks in the stands') rioted and called for the head of club president Daniel Passarella. It's as if CC Sabathia was outdueled by Dontrelle Willis to send the Yankees to AAA and elevating Louisville to the show.

A man can dream, anyway.

Top-flight clubs across the world are descending upon Buenos Aires in hopes of prying River Plate's high-priced talent from the suddenly cash-poor franchise. Meanwhile, the Plate's partisans would prefer a trajectory more like that of Juventus, dropped to Italy's Serie B after a match-fixing scandal in 2006. La Vecchia Signora followed that ignominy up by winning the second division in 2006-7 to get back to Serie A, where they've remained.

The Drunks can hope, anyway.

Monday, June 27, 2011

New Jersey Chainsaw Massacre

I broke my chainsaw cherry this weekend. It was an exhilerating experience, even if it took me ten minutes to start the thing and two minutes to fell every branch that needed felling and another two minutes to chop the branches down to manageable sizes. I'm not gonna lie. I popped a bit of a chubby while operating the thing.

I highly urge you all to get your hands on one. A chainsaw, that is.


Friday, June 24, 2011

Gheorghe: The Blog Would Like To Welcome The Newest Washington Wizard, Jan "Michael" Vesely

With the sixth pick in the 2011 NBA Draft, the Washington Wizards selected...Jan Vesely of the Czech Republic. I like to affectionately call him "Airwolf". I even made this pic to show my love:



I love this guy. Via Steinbog, check this quote out:
“I don’t know, I think Blake Griffin is American Jan Vesely.”

Thursday, June 23, 2011

G:TB's 2011 NBA Draft Preview

No matter who you are, this is the time of year where the sports world starts to slow down a bit. Even some of the old, baseball loving elitists who contribute to this fair blog would have to agree with me here. Yet, while some are excited about the game of baseball taking center stage all to itself for the next couple of months, I'm generally pretty annoyed by it. Whether you enjoy baseball or not, I think we can all agree that baseball highlights are, less than riveting. I truly dread this time of year. Starting at 10 pm, ESPN essentially runs baseball highlights for 2-3 hours straight. It's the same story every year for me. The NBA playoffs end and I quickly realize that my life is going to be filled with baseball highlights, talk and articles until mid-August. That is, of course, right after the NBA Draft concludes. I love the NBA Draft. First, because I love the NBA. Second, because I love televised drafts (I will admit this is also less than riveting television, for most) and finally, because it's my last "sporting event" that I can be excited about until football returns in the late summer/fall.

Its with that in mind that I sat down to put together my (kind of) annual NBA Draft post for Gheorghe: The Blog. Many are calling this the worst draft EVER. Which, is how we seemingly label everything in sports now. Everything is historic, whether it be bad or good. Well, I'm here to say that while this draft lacks great, marketable stars at the top, there's actually plenty of quality depth in this draft. If you're smart, there are plenty of rotation guys (and some starters) to be had on Thursday night. Only time will tell, but I'm still going with 2000 as the worst draft ever.


Don't believe me? Here are some names of guys who went in the lottery in 2000: Stromile Swift (2), Darius Miles (3), Marcus Fizer (4), DerMarr Johnson (6), Chris Mihm (7), Joel Pryzbilla (9), Keyon Dooling (10), Jerome Moiso (11), Etan Thomas (12), Courtney Alexander (13). I'm sorry folks, that is a historically terrible draft. And I didn't even mention the guys who went later in the first round that year. Guys like: Mateen Cleaves, Jason Collier, Jamaal Magloire, Donnell Harvey, Dalibor Bagaric, Jake Tsakalidis, Mamadou N'Diaye, Primoz Brezec & Mark Madsen. I mean, seriously, read through that list again. About half of the first round didn't last 8 years in the league. Do you know who won the Rookie of the Year out of this draft? Mike Miller. A nice player, but hardly anyone who should take home Rookie of the Year honors. How about the best player out of that first round? It's a toss up between Kenyon Martin and Hedo Turkoglu. I'll let you decide.

So, yes, this isn't the strongest draft in recent memory but it's hardly the only time in recent memory where the draft lacked star power. As I said earlier, there are plenty of good players in this draft. There are also plenty of potential busts. That's what makes this year's draft so interesting. The teams that are successful this year will be those that correctly identify their needs and (more importantly) the players that have skills that translate to the NBA game.

Here are some of the draft eligible players whom I find most noteworthy:

Like 'Em

Bismack Biyombo: I like him because his name is Bismack Biyombo. That's a given. I also saw him in the Nike Hoop Summit game this year. He's raw but he's a great athlete with fantastic defensive instincts near the rim. And he played good minutes in the ACB League in Spain which is arguably the best league in Europe. He has real NBA skills as a rebounder/shot blocker. He's probably closer to 22 than his listed 18 though.


Norris Cole: I like him just because of his completely awesome high top fade. He's also really, really good. He put up gaudy numbers at Cleveland State this year without being a complete chucker and he's gotten a lot of buzz in workouts. He'll go in the second round but he'll play minutes next year.

Chris Singleton: Already has a legit NBA skill. He can defend 2 through 4, and often 1 through 4 right now in the NBA. His offensive game is a work in progress but he's got size and is a decent enough spotup shooter that you could very easily see him becoming a very proficient shooter of the corner 3. Think a bigger, more athletic Bruce Bowen.

Kenneth Faried; He's a beast. Only about 6'8" but he'll leadthe league in rebounds before he's done. A really good athlete with a great motor. His offense is pretty raw too but he'll get enough points on sheer effort and strength that he'll be a valuable contributor.

Jonas Valnciunas: This is more about value. Apparently a ton of people in Cleveland like him at 4 but he's going to be in Europe for one more year because of his buyout so it looks like they're going to pass. And so are a bunch of other teams. Many of which are doing so for the same reason as Cleveland. Because they want the immediate splash of a new player, this year. Which begs the question. Wouldn't you want the better player? For the next 10 years? Plus, can you really go wrong with a Lithuanian Center?

Don't Like

Iman Shumpert: Workout warrior. He has every thing you could ask ever for physically in a point guard. 6'4". 40 inch vert

Marcus Morris: When I look at him I just see too many red flags. Closer to 6'8 than 6'10". Not a great athlete or overly strong. Has talked about how he has small forward skills in draft interviews. I can't see him being starting 4 on a good team in the league. Reminds me too much of Drew Gooden, except not as good a rebounder.

Travis Leslie: Possibly the best athlete in the draft. But he's a little undersized for the 2 and doesn't shoot with consistency or create well off the dribble. He's young and played the post in high school so there's room for growth but it just feels like a reach that's based solely on athletic potential. I'm hoping he at least goes to a team he can actually play for next year. Only because I want to see him shit himself when Tony Allen gets all over him, still fuming about Leslie's pre-draft comments denigrating Mr. Allen's game.

Brandon Knight: More than likely, the third pick in the draft. But, I just don't see it. As point guards go he's not especially quick or bouncy and I've never felt like he has some wonderful feel for the game and how to set up his teammates when I watch him. He shoots well and he hit some big shots for Kentucky in the tournament (he also had some 3-13 games) but that's not nearly enough for the third pick. Not for me at least. He's only 19 and a supposedly great kid (4.0 student, model citizen, etc.) so I'm willing to allow he's got a higher ceiling than most of the other guards in this draft but still...I just don't see it. Not as a point guard.

Either Way (guys I'm either not sure about or whose futures heavily depend on where they end up)

Josh Selby: Tons of athletic ability. Would've been a high 1st rounder had he entered the draft out of high school last year. But a bad fit at Kansas and injuries severely hurt his stock in this draft. He still has tons of potential, though he's much more of a 2 than a 1. Could be in the mold of Monta Ellis if he ends up in the right system. Or he could end buried on some teams bench for his entire rookie contract.

Enes Kanter: I first saw him at last year's Hoop Summit where he was absolutely dominant inside to the tune of 30 and 12 (or something close to that). And this was in 25 minutes while going head to head with Jared Sullinger. He looked like a beast. Unfortunately, he hasn't played a single game since. He played one year of prep school ball in the US and even that was at a pretty low level prep school in terms of competition (think where Geoff went, as opposed to an Oak Hill or Montrose Christian. So, essentially, nobody has seen him play extensively against good competition since he was 16 and living in Turkey. It's tough be sure about anybody with that little to go on. I think he's going to be a really good big man. I think. I don't know for sure. Nobody knows for sure.

Klay Thompson: Best shooter in the draft. That's the word from scouts. He's also got NBA size (6'7") and an NBA pedigree (son of Mychal Thompson). However, he lacks great athleticism and doesn't show a consistent ability to create shots off the dribble. Even more worrisome is the fact that his offensive numbers have dropped across the board each of the last two years once he entered PAC-10 play. That says, to me, that the better competition of conference play made him less effective. Though, the argument could be made that much of this was due to him being the only real offensive option at Wazzu. A lot of his success will depend on those around him and the system he ends up in. (Looks now like Thompson is going in the top 10...seems high to me)

Jordan Hamilton/MarshonBrooks: The two biggest gunners in this draft (which says something when Jimmer is involved in the same draft). One will succeed and one will flameout and be in Europe within 5 years. If pushed, I'd go with Hamilton to succeed. His shot selection improved dramatically between his freshman & sophomore years, he's played with much better talent during his career than Brooks and he's a bigger, sturdier athlete. This is really just a guess though. Like I said. One will succeed, one will flameout.

Kemba Walker: I don't know if you've noticed, but there's a bit of a Kemba backlash going on. He's too short, he's not a point guard, we're all binded by the tournament run he made with UConn. Some of this may be true. However, he measured at over 6'0" which is taller than guys like Ty Lawson, Darren Collison, Jameer Nelson & Kyle Lowry so he's not THAT short. He's played point guard every year until he moved off the ball (at times) to accommodate the best possible lineups for UCONN so that point is moot, in my opinion. Here's what I think: Walker is somewhere between Ty Lawson and Jonny Flynn. He's not as good a passer as Lawson and he's a better shooter than Flynn. His instincts are more scoring than passing, but not by a wide margin. It's all about fit for him. If he ends up in an uptempo system like Lawson he'll be successful. If he's stuck running the triangle, or some other rigid halfcourt offense, like Flynn then he's going to struggle.

Sleepers (late first round or second round picks)

Jeremy Tyler: You've heard of Tyler before, even if you don't remember. He was a high school kid from San Diego who decided to skip his senior year and sign a contract in Israel. Shockingly, things didn't work out and Tyler ended up leaving Israel mid-season after disappointing play and even more disappointingly immature behavior. Since then, he's had former Spurs (and Fordham) Head Coach Bob Hill working with him, and even coaching him in a pro league in Japan. He's just now 19 and has reportedly grown up significantly in the past 3 years. Add that to the fact that he's 6'11", very athletic and already has a great physique and you have a player with as much upside as any player in this draft. I'd be shocked if he lasted past the end of the first round.

Tyler Honeycutt: Honeycutt is a versatile, 6'8" small forward who led the PAC-10 in blocks this year. Read that last part again. Pretty impressive. And it says a lot about his athletic potential. Honeycutt is still fairly raw offensively but he's got great size, a good motor and he's just a sophomore. Combine that with the recent history of UCLA players being much better offensive players once they're out of Ben Howland's system and there's potential for Honeycutt to develop into a starting 3 in the NBA within a few years.

Jimmy Butler: He fits into my Tayshaun Prince/Josh Howard theory for athletic wings who played four years of college ball and were productive across all the offensive statistical categories. He also hails from Marquette, which has begun to develop a reputation for producing underrated wings who are great "glue guys" since Buzz Williams took over at Marquette (Wes Matthews, Lazar Hayward). The signs are there for Butler. At the very least, he'll prove to be a solid rotation wing player. I believe there's a shot he can become much more. Plus, read this story and tell me you wont root for this guy.

Norris Cole: See above. Cole's going to start at point for someone in the league. And sooner than you think.


Charles Jenkins: He's bigger than I thought at 6'2.5" and he has enough point guard skills that he can play both guard spots coming off the bench. If he can continue to improve his jumpshot, he could be a great third guard for a contender. A team like the Bulls could really use his offensive creativity and versatility in combination with Derrick Rose late in games.

Chandler Parsons: Another player who fits the Prince/Howard theory. He has 1st round talent but there are concerns about his toughness. While I wont dismiss these straight away, I will offer a differing opinion. For Parsons, it not about toughness as much as it is about confidence. Until this year, he was never the best player on any team he'd ever played on, going all the way back to junior high. He always played in the shadow of friend and former Mavericks draft pick Nick Calathes. It was that way in high school and during his first two years at Florida. After Calathes left, it took Parsons until nearly mid-season of his senior year to realize he was Florida's best player and his play would determine how far the Gators advanced. Once that clicked and Parson became more aggressive, Florida went from a team that lost to Jacksonville and UCF in the early season to a team that was one shot away from reaching the Final Four. According to scouts, he's been very impressive in workouts all throughout the draft process. I'm guessing he slides to the second round. I'm also guessing he'll end up as one of the top 15 players in this draft.

Note on the #1 & #2 picks:
Normally I don't talk about the first or second picks as they are considered near sure things. This year's draft is different though. Both Kyrie Irving and Derrick Williams have their detractors and those that doubt they'll ever even become all-stars. Allow me to share my opinion(s).

Irving: He's not Chris Paul. Okay, Who else is? When healthy Chris Paul is the best point guard on the planet. Irving is good at everything, dominant at nothing. This doesn't make him a bad point guard. In fact, I'm willing to bet Irving makes 5-8 all-star teams. He's bigger than you think (6'3"), shoots it better than any elite PG outside of Deron Williams, defends his position extremely well and has shown a willingness to take and make big shots (Hoop Summit 2009). Even in a strong draft, Irving is worthy of a top 5 pick.

Williams: People keep calling him a tweener. I don't agree. The NBA has gotten smaller along the frontline. This is primarily a product of the way basketball has evolved. Its a more wide open, perimeter oriented game. It's a pick and roll/pick and pop game. Power forwards aren't built like Karl Malone or Derrick Coleman anymore(whoop-de-damn-do), and they don't play like them either. Williams is a legit 6'9" with a standing reach (which matters more than height) that's two inches longer than Blake Griffin. Williams should be very effective facing up and taking less mobile 4s to the basket. As he develops a better post game, he 'll be able to abuse spindly small forwards on the block. My biggest concern with Williams is that he "sees himself" as a 3, or at least that's what he keeps telling teams. If Williams is bent on proving he's a 3 who can shoot from distance and handle the ball in pick and roll situations, well, that's trouble and could adversely effect his NBA career. He's not a headcase like Michael Beasley though so any decent coach should be able to iron that out. We hope. If not, his career will look a lot more like Al Harrington than Blake Griffin. Also, Williams must become a more willing defender than he's shown in college. There are just too many prolific scorers at the 4 in today's NBA for him to succeed on a contender if he's unwilling, or unable, to be at least a solid defender.

So, anybody else excited? I thought so. See you in the comments for the Jay Bilas/NBADraft drinking game.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Fashion is Dumb: Yep, Lady Gaga Is At It Again

Honestly, the entire "Fashion is Dumb" series could be devoted to Gaga. Here she is sporting a blue merkin at something called the "Much Music Awards".

Still has nothing on Lee Corso's merkin, though.

H/T The Superficial

Four Out Of Five Diners Prefer The Poop Burger To The Turd Sandwich

I can't actually speak to the validity of that statement, but before I ramble on too much and bury the lede, yeah, some jackalope created a poop burger. And how do I know it's specifically a poop burger? Because he was kind enough to label the plastic bag the "meat" resides in with a "shit burger" label. Thanks for the heads up, Dr. Nakatomi.

And, because I just can't resist a good clip, your requisite Turd Sandwich item:

Monday, June 20, 2011

I'll Sleep When I'm Dead

One of the tenets that some of us – especially those who have lost people before their time – generally operate under is to live well, as life is all too short. Appreciate the good things while you have them, stop and smell Rose’s . . . those kinds of credos that most people say but far fewer employ.

Regrets . . . I’ve had a few, but most of them that stick in my memory are of paths not taken, events passed up on for reasons that seem silly in retrospect. Weddings, road trips, sporting events, and, quite frequently, concerts. The moment-in-time gatherings that you hear about later and wonder why on earth you missed it.

Case in point, the Primus / Fishbone show at the Boathouse circa 1991. I had an exam the next day. There’s no way I studied / didn’t drink / passed the test, right? From what the guys said, it was an all-timer.

On Saturday I got into an intoxicating (-ed) conversation about rock and roll icons I’m glad I got to see before they were gone. Jerry, Joey, Jimmy (before he went for the gold and started to suck), etc. Our friend Otis stands atop the heap, having seen Elvis as a young kid.

For me, the one that got away was Joe Strummer and/or The Clash. Word in the Strummerville circles was that a reunion was . . . well, if not imminent, then a distinct possibility. Joe and Mick had buried the hatchets of years past, Topper was cleaned up, and Paul was still hanging around the industry. Then Joe Strummer had a fatal heart attack right before Christmas nine years ago, and that was that. I couldn’t fall back on memories of The Clash at William & Mary Hall in 1982, because I wasn’t there. Too young back then, and by the time I was in high school, that was that for The Only Band That Matters. I should’ve sought out a Joe solo show but never did. Shoulda coulda woulda. That was that.

Which leads me to yesterday. Father’s Day, and I awoke to a newspaper story about the Big Man heading off to the promised land. Very sad stuff for those who knew him, and kind of a bummer for those who would have loved to see him stroll down the archway one more time. I’m just pleased I got to see the E Street ensemble a number of times.

In September of ’99, I missed the first couple of days of a family Maine trip to make my 3rd Springsteen show of the week. Took some heat. Worth it. Bruce had just reunited with the full band, and it was their first East Coast tour. Our friend Cricket had a ticket connection, and she generously got me tickets to a trio of shows at the MCI Center in DC.

The third night I was in the 13th row, and our late, great chum Evan rode his motorcycle up from Georgia to see the show with me. He remains the biggest Springsteen fan I’ve met, though I’m certain his equivalent exists in scores of towns in the Garden State, around Philly, and in states and countries everywhere. Anyway, if you aren’t the superfan of the band you’re seeing, it’s a close second to be with someone who is. Insights and Pabsts were shared all night, and it was another brilliant set from the greatest collection of showmen (and showwoman) I’ve witnessed.

Which leads me back to yesterday. My morning featured quick visits with my dad and then my stepdad, handing them some Johnnie Walker black and cards that included more heartfelt sentiments than I’ve offered them in the past. The recent spate of good friends losing their dads and my own two experiencing health issues certainly warranted it. Okay, it was warranted regardless, but sometimes dudes can be stubborn.

After that, I took my daughters to the beach. Can’t beat it.

Finally, we get to my point: I was pretty beat, had a few in me, and thought about blowing off nighttime plans in favor of an early bed. Nah . . .

Instead, I went to see Phish at Portsmouth, VA’s NTelos Pavilion. One of the best venues I know, for those looking at their favorite bands’ dockets. Intimate amphitheater on the river. Meanwhile, I’d never seen Phish before; I know a fair bit of their stuff but had missed out on the space landings at Hampton Coliseum in years past. Last night was worth the trip.

I thought the show was phenomenal. Sounded amazing, huge energy, and although they didn’t do any of the stage antics of their lore (e.g., descending to the stage in a large hot dog), they pulled one stunt: they brought their four fathers on stage for a little banter and appreciation, followed by their children. Winsome.

And here’s where it wraps up . . . in a modest, not showy way, they paid tribute. Middle of the first set, without ado, they started in on “Thunder Road.” They had no sax to perform “Jungleland” or something more Clarence’s style, nor would they want to even try. After the song:
“Thanks, you guys. Thanks for puttin’ up with a little shakiness. We learned that from a place of real love. That was for the great Clarence Clemons, who passed away yesterday.”
And then directly on to the next song. I was surprised and impressed. Mainly I’m just glad I went last night. Surrounded by a slew of friends, many beverages, and a rock and roll show I’d not seen before, I was living well, since life is all too short.




. . . and so is Rob. DAMMIT, I tried, little buddy, I just couldn't make my way through it.

Photo Taken at Stone Pony on Sunday June 19th

Many of you may have heard of the Stone Pony as the unofficial "hometown bar" of Bruce Springsteen. This was the scene at 1 PM on Sunday.

Gifts that keep on giving...

Last week my wife asked me what I wanted for Father's Day. I'm not sure why, she almost all gets me one of two things if she's stumped for gift ideas. A bottle of whiskey or a tattoo gift certificate. You are assured of a positive reaction from me if I'm receiving one of these two items. Anyway, my wife asked and I showed her a picture of some shoes I was looking at online. "These will work.", I said.

This led to a discussion about how many pairs of shoes I already own. I was told I own far too many shoes already. I responded that I'd just thrown out nearly 10 pairs a couple of months ago and, on top of that, there's really no such thing as having too many shoes. Of course, my wife responded that anytime a man owns more shoes than his wife, then it's a problem. That I agree with. But it's not my problem. After this, I decided to put all my (casual) shoes together and see if the amount of shoes was really as "ridiculous" as I was being told it was. Upon further examination, I actually don't think I have nearly enough shoes.



So, as expected. I received a tattoo gift certificate for Father's Day. Like I said, that's always a guaranteed winner with me. Oh yeah, I did end getting a new pair of shoes for Father's Day.



Happy Father's Day, indeed.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Happy Father's Day

Sam Jackson gives all that I could ask for on my first Father's Day.



*** FLASH UPDATE ***

Here's Werner Herzog too.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

RIP, Big Man

Sad news this evening, as Clarence Clemons passed away from complications related to his recent stroke.





Friday, June 17, 2011

Another Mr. Beane Movie

It's summertime, and the livin' is easy. Baseball is in full swing . . . and the Mets are already out of contention, so summer movies about baseball will have to suffice.

Okay, fine, autumn movies about baseball. I'm curious to see if anyone thinks this film will entertain. A cinematic version seems generally implausible, but the trailer intrigues me just enough . . .




but it would have been a better Hollywood ending if Jeremy Giambi slid . . .

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Happy 40th Birthday Tupac

But for a previously unknown gunman's bullet, Tupac Shakur would turn 40 today. I say "previously unknown" because some guy named Dexter Isaac (who clearly did not go to law school, read any relevant criminal codes, or google "statute of limitations on murder in nevada") claims he shot Tupac:


But enough about Mr. Isaac and the shortcomings of his research skills. Today is Tupac's birthday which, in my opinion, calls for a party. A gangsta party.