Archive for the ‘Not Cool’ Category
I have been an Atlanta Braves fan since they sucked beyond belief back in the ’80s. They were always on TBS and became my favorite team. And through all those losing seasons I watched as I learned the game, there was that familiar, witty, sarcastic commentary from Skip Caray that made it all easier to accept. Well, Mr. Caray passed away on Sunday in his sleep. I’m shocked and saddened by this. Not having Skip Caray around makes baseball that much less enjoyable. No doubt his Pop greeted him at the pearly gates.
The man was good at what he did. He knew his stuff and had many memorable great calls. But I will never forget this one. Quite possibly his greatest…
“The 2-1. Swung, line drive, left field! One run is in! Here comes Bream! Throw to the plate! He is … safe! Braves win! Braves win! Braves win! Braves win! Braves win!”
Rest in peace, Skip. You will be missed.
-Dave Q.
Wow. These days I haven’t been feeling so hot. I have a list of nagging injuries that won’t go away. Kind of feel like I was in a car accident. I hope I didn’t jinx myself by thinking that. Anyway, let me run down the list for you…
- Bum right shoulder (which I continue to aggravate by playing softball)
- Gimpy right ankle (the one that I sprained back in ‘05 and never let heal right)
- Pinched nerve in my neck (I’m not a doctor, but I’ve heard people described pinched nerves before)
- Sore lower back
- Achy knees
- Bruised chest (another one from softball when I forgot I had a mitt on to catch the damn ball)
So with all that, I think it’s enough to say “I’m hurtin’!”. And to add insult to injury (get it?), I am not sleeping very well, either. Everytime I roll over, I wake up from the pain from my neck and shoulder. Yeah, it sucks.
After a closer analysis, I realize that almost everywhere I have pain is on the right side of my body. Which means half of me is ok, while the other half is in agony. And of course this makes me half the man I used to be. Ok, enough whining. Let’s get on with the healing.
And don’t tell me to take some medicine. I’ve been popping ibuprofen like they were skittles. I am probably immune to Advil now.
-Dave Q.
I’m pretty sure we have all seen this ad by now. And if you haven’t, here’s the 2 cent summary: Absolut Vodka put out the above ad with the intention of running it only in Mexico. They didn’t expect it to reach the U.S. and piss off patriotic Americans everywhere. I guess they’ve never heard of the internet, huh? Anyway, good thing I’m not a big drinker, but if I was, I would boycott their vodka. Why am I going to support a company that in their idea of a perfect world would be giving half of the geographical U.S. to Mexico? Screw ‘em.
And as for Mexico, our southern neighbors who hate our American government and laws but love our American currency, may I just say, ‘grow up’. You want to get mad at us because your ancestors lost a war in 1848 and signed an agreement that made that land property of the U.S.? America shouldn’t be the target of your anger. It should be your government that you are pissed off with. And since you would rather come over here illegally than to stand up for your rights and fix your government, then it sounds like you should be even more pissed off at yourselves. So stop bitching and whining about the past and for God’s sake do something about your future.
By the way, isn’t Absolut a Swedish company? What the hell do they know about vodka, anyway? Gotta trust the Russians on that front. I at least hope the Smirnoff people don’t have their heads up their collective asses like thse guys.
-Dave Q.
Remember the New Kids on the Block? Yeah, unfortunately, me too. Well, apparently they are planning a comeback. Seriously. Although, I can’t say I blame them. They obviously hear all the crappy music that is on the radio right now and think ‘Hey! We can do that!’. Good luck gents. Should at least be easy money from the curious. You know the type, the ones that can’t look away from a gruesome train wreck.
These guys made me miserable 20 years ago. I have two sisters that adored these “singing sensations”. They would listen to them non-stop at a high volume, which naturally drove me to suicidal thoughts. And then there were the posters. And possibly some t-shirts, but I can’t be certain. I guess I blocked that out. You know. Trauma.
Anyway, I’m sure my sisters will be scouring StubHub.com to get a deal when the NKOTB tour hits their area. Until then, they will just have to HANG TOUGH. Ha! Get it? ‘Hang Tough’? It was one of their songs I think. Aww to hell with you.
-Dave Q.
Let me tell you about stress. I don’t exactly deal with it gracefully. When stress hits a certain level for me, I kind of shut down. I don’t want to talk to anyone. I don’t want to be around people. I just want to be left alone. And right now I have enough of that stress to be entering that phase. All by my own doing.
The worst kind of stress is when you are stressed out by your own actions. There are plenty of times in life when you have things coming at you left and right that you have no control over, and thus causing you some headaches. But at least you have someone else to blame for that. Right now, all my stress is self-induced. And I absolutely hate myself for it. I find myself asking ‘How did you let this happen?’, ‘What the hell is wrong with you?’.
I have a trip for work coming up at the end of April. And right now I’m looking forward to it. It will get me out of town, and I need that badly. A friend of mine tells me I am running away from my problems. Maybe I am. I guess we all have our ways of dealing with this stuff. Like I mentioned before, I am not exactly graceful with this.
-Dave Q.
Car washes across San Antonio are about to get busy.
Yesterday afternoon, it basically started raining dirt. The sky turned from a blue to a kind of yellowish tinted color, and then it drizzled. And that basically put mud everywhere. I’ve never seen anything like it before. As you can see, it left a nice layer of dirt on the surface of my Jeep after things dried up.
I guess I should be happy, considering the Jeep was a little dirty to begin with. Now no one can say crap to me, since pretty much everyone is going to have “wash me” written by finger on the back of their vehicles.
According to the local weather experts, the cause of the rain coming down like this was a combination of ash and dirt in the air from a big fire in central Mexico. Way to go, Mexico. You never stop impressing me.
-Dave Q.
BTW, I know the begining of the video sounds bad with all the wind blowing. But I blame Mexico for that weather phenomenon, too.
Dear Texas Voters,
Way to give Hillary the primary, retards. If that broad becomes President, God help you if you are around me when you start complaining about her. What a bunch of geniuses.
-Dave Q
Apparently these two 18-year-olds got escorted off a Southwest plane, and then banned from the airline all together after they caused a commotion on a flight from Tampa to Los Angeles. You can read more about that here.
Obviously we are only getting their side of the story. My hunch is that there is more to it. Like maybe the fact that they are spoiled brats? And also that the brunette isn’t all that attractive? I mean, look at the pics in the beginning of the news report and then look at her. I can only imagine how many times someone has met her and thought, “Man, she looks way better on myspace.” She thinks she was being discriminated based upon her looks? Nope. Sorry, baby. You were being discriminated against because you are a stuck-up bitch.
Looking and listening to these two I could only guess they went to Los Angeles to audition for some reality TV show. Or to maybe see if they could sneak into some club and party with Paris Hilton. The exact kind of person that will get no sympathy from me. Southwest has now regained my respect after the whole Kyla Ebberts thing. Nice job.
-Dave Q.
