When Hugh Hefner makes a Christmas card, his girlfriends take their shirts off!
Is their any news site offering news with a shirt on? It's just how I prefer my news. Sorry.
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Friday, December 19, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
To be a man, or not to be...
In my never ending fight with ad companies who define masculinity as a mechanism for turning people into consumers errrr selling products & ideas, I have found a new favorite ad pitch. On Monday Night Football tonight a TV ad for the upcoming DVD release of Mamma Mia ad states "Be a man, buy her a musical". I'll stop here to ask the questions. Does the purchasing of a musical DVD make me a man? Does not purchasing the DVD make me less of a man? What does it all mean?
In my never ending fight with ad companies who define masculinity as a mechanism for turning people into consumers errrr selling products & ideas, I have found a new favorite ad pitch. On Monday Night Football tonight a TV ad for the upcoming DVD release of Mamma Mia ad states "Be a man, buy her a musical". I'll stop here to ask the questions. Does the purchasing of a musical DVD make me a man? Does not purchasing the DVD make me less of a man? What does it all mean?
Friday, November 14, 2008
The Dizziness That is Trailblazer-land
Okay, so 5-3. Not a bad start to such a rough schedule. Quality wins over several playoff teams has kept the fervor that is Portland going. We are however, adjusting from the world beater mentality that existed before Kobe and his third quarter schooling brought Blazer-Mania down from orbit to somewhere around cruising altitude.
The other "incident" that happened against the Laker's in that "awakening call" of a game was when one Greg Oden, savior of Blazer Nation, injured himself in the first quarter for the third or fourth time as a Blazer causing collective panic to Oregonians everywhere, and a general backlash against the young man who has played in one full regular season game.
ESPN's Colin Cowherd came out this week and said that Oden "just didn't have it". Referring to an NBA ready game that is visible from the moment a player steps out on the court. IN DEFENSE, unless said player is stepping out onto the court on a recovering foot, and knee, and heavier than he has ever been in his life. ON THE OTHER HAND, Oden has taken some offensive possessions to dark bad places where shots look like bad passes to the bottom of the backboard. Stop arguing. Let's give the guy... some time.
Here's what I have learned about the Blazer's in the first eight games this year.
1- Greg Oden does not need to be Bill Russell for the Trailblazers to be a championship contender.
2- The Portland Trailblazers are not a championship contender, but they can be.
3- Even though I love him, we had to draft Oden with the first pick in '07, but the pick that makes Pritchard a genius is Rudy Fernandez because he is the third option that everyone hop(ed)ing Travis Outlaw would be.
4- Brandon Roy is the guy on this team whose back the team will ride to any championships they do win, and as long as he and LaMarcus Aldridge are on the Blazers, we have a chance to win.
5- Bottom line is that these guys need to get punched in the face (L.A.) just as much as they need to win with miracles (Houston), the point is that they have to play. Together. Win, lose, ugly, pretty, keep getting better with every game.
I am excited. You should be if you're not.
Okay, so 5-3. Not a bad start to such a rough schedule. Quality wins over several playoff teams has kept the fervor that is Portland going. We are however, adjusting from the world beater mentality that existed before Kobe and his third quarter schooling brought Blazer-Mania down from orbit to somewhere around cruising altitude.
The other "incident" that happened against the Laker's in that "awakening call" of a game was when one Greg Oden, savior of Blazer Nation, injured himself in the first quarter for the third or fourth time as a Blazer causing collective panic to Oregonians everywhere, and a general backlash against the young man who has played in one full regular season game.
ESPN's Colin Cowherd came out this week and said that Oden "just didn't have it". Referring to an NBA ready game that is visible from the moment a player steps out on the court. IN DEFENSE, unless said player is stepping out onto the court on a recovering foot, and knee, and heavier than he has ever been in his life. ON THE OTHER HAND, Oden has taken some offensive possessions to dark bad places where shots look like bad passes to the bottom of the backboard. Stop arguing. Let's give the guy... some time.
Here's what I have learned about the Blazer's in the first eight games this year.
1- Greg Oden does not need to be Bill Russell for the Trailblazers to be a championship contender.
2- The Portland Trailblazers are not a championship contender, but they can be.
3- Even though I love him, we had to draft Oden with the first pick in '07, but the pick that makes Pritchard a genius is Rudy Fernandez because he is the third option that everyone hop(ed)ing Travis Outlaw would be.
4- Brandon Roy is the guy on this team whose back the team will ride to any championships they do win, and as long as he and LaMarcus Aldridge are on the Blazers, we have a chance to win.
5- Bottom line is that these guys need to get punched in the face (L.A.) just as much as they need to win with miracles (Houston), the point is that they have to play. Together. Win, lose, ugly, pretty, keep getting better with every game.
I am excited. You should be if you're not.
Friday, October 24, 2008
A Man, A Blade.
I was at the popular discount store Ross, or Ross's (for Lucas) and I was waiting for my dear wife to try on some clothes when I happened upon the knife section. Let me quickly state that I have no sporting interest in knives other than to prepare the food that I feed myself with, but recently had noticed that our own collection was showing signs of its age. Our knives may be only six years old, but it's comparable to dog years I think. I was noticing a boredom that comes from using old dull knives. When the, not just possibility, but inevitability of cutting your finger "emergency room bad" made preparing a simple meal sexy. Well I have found the rush of life again and it came from my 6" usuba vegetable clever. Oh yeah, I said cleaver. I popped this bad boy out of its package and almost lost a finger before a single intended cut was possible. The blood rushed in my veins, but there it would stay... for now. I rinsed it off, called my little lady into the kitchen and set up an apple on a wooden cutting board. Down comes my hand and the apple separates as if it were meant to exist in two pieces never the one that I liberated it from being. I have found hope for a brighter future, it comes from the danger I live in every time I open the knife drawer. Next up... 5" chef knife for cutting meat. Oh yeah, the fear will keep me young.
I was at the popular discount store Ross, or Ross's (for Lucas) and I was waiting for my dear wife to try on some clothes when I happened upon the knife section. Let me quickly state that I have no sporting interest in knives other than to prepare the food that I feed myself with, but recently had noticed that our own collection was showing signs of its age. Our knives may be only six years old, but it's comparable to dog years I think. I was noticing a boredom that comes from using old dull knives. When the, not just possibility, but inevitability of cutting your finger "emergency room bad" made preparing a simple meal sexy. Well I have found the rush of life again and it came from my 6" usuba vegetable clever. Oh yeah, I said cleaver. I popped this bad boy out of its package and almost lost a finger before a single intended cut was possible. The blood rushed in my veins, but there it would stay... for now. I rinsed it off, called my little lady into the kitchen and set up an apple on a wooden cutting board. Down comes my hand and the apple separates as if it were meant to exist in two pieces never the one that I liberated it from being. I have found hope for a brighter future, it comes from the danger I live in every time I open the knife drawer. Next up... 5" chef knife for cutting meat. Oh yeah, the fear will keep me young.
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Sunday, September 07, 2008
Did My TV Get Smaller
On Sportscenter today I was squinting to see my already small television divided into two distinct sections of programming. With live anaylisis on one quarter of the screen and the rest offering game stats of completed games, I actually looked at my remote to see if there was a button that would make this distraction stop. I could not find it so I got closer to the TV and now I don't have any nose hair. So I was not surprised during tonight's MTV Video Music Awards that during commercials they were going to the corner screen for the commercial, and advertising with what screen I had left, what was coming up... on the show I was watching. Nothing like being told what is about to happen in five minutes to take the fun out of such a lively and never predictable spectacle like the VMA's. Getting to my point, Kobe Bryant delivered the MoonMan for best video, and they preemptively described him in a way that struck me as a bit odd. So I'll offer it to you and get your opinion. Coming up in five minutes... Bad boy Kobe Bryant presents video of the year.
Can anybody tell me absolutely any reason in the history of this world by any chance, WHY, Kobe would be labeled a bad boy? As he limps through games flopping and getting cheap calls and pretending to be injured on one play so that it looks that much cooler when he dunks on the next. Bad boy? Hogwash, except... He was accused of raping a young woman in a Colorado resort. I found it rather sad, and pathetic that to make Kobe Bryant "cool" they had to play on his badassness which only stems from one incident, which probably shouldn't be used out of context or joked about.
On Sportscenter today I was squinting to see my already small television divided into two distinct sections of programming. With live anaylisis on one quarter of the screen and the rest offering game stats of completed games, I actually looked at my remote to see if there was a button that would make this distraction stop. I could not find it so I got closer to the TV and now I don't have any nose hair. So I was not surprised during tonight's MTV Video Music Awards that during commercials they were going to the corner screen for the commercial, and advertising with what screen I had left, what was coming up... on the show I was watching. Nothing like being told what is about to happen in five minutes to take the fun out of such a lively and never predictable spectacle like the VMA's. Getting to my point, Kobe Bryant delivered the MoonMan for best video, and they preemptively described him in a way that struck me as a bit odd. So I'll offer it to you and get your opinion. Coming up in five minutes... Bad boy Kobe Bryant presents video of the year.
Can anybody tell me absolutely any reason in the history of this world by any chance, WHY, Kobe would be labeled a bad boy? As he limps through games flopping and getting cheap calls and pretending to be injured on one play so that it looks that much cooler when he dunks on the next. Bad boy? Hogwash, except... He was accused of raping a young woman in a Colorado resort. I found it rather sad, and pathetic that to make Kobe Bryant "cool" they had to play on his badassness which only stems from one incident, which probably shouldn't be used out of context or joked about.
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
90210
I will admit that I watched the new version of 90210. I will say that for the most part it was contrite and over written. I will admit however that anytime a character from the original show was on screen I was absolutely glued to my television. I guess it took this revamp to remind me that the original really did play a big part in my experience as a child growing up. That being said, the new show is not good enough to mean that much to a new generation of brats.
I will admit that I watched the new version of 90210. I will say that for the most part it was contrite and over written. I will admit however that anytime a character from the original show was on screen I was absolutely glued to my television. I guess it took this revamp to remind me that the original really did play a big part in my experience as a child growing up. That being said, the new show is not good enough to mean that much to a new generation of brats.
Friday, August 29, 2008
Friday, August 22, 2008
No time to breathe
As the Olympics come to a close, I have drafted my SECOND fantasy football team. That's right, two times the headache. Here's hoping I'm injury free and I at least compete. My first pick in both drafts was Philadelphia Eagles running back Brian Westbrook. So, as he goes, my team(s) will go. Keep your fingers crossed.
As the Olympics come to a close, I have drafted my SECOND fantasy football team. That's right, two times the headache. Here's hoping I'm injury free and I at least compete. My first pick in both drafts was Philadelphia Eagles running back Brian Westbrook. So, as he goes, my team(s) will go. Keep your fingers crossed.
Who's afraid of Eric Strahl
Friday August 22, 2008.
Ran 6+ miles for the first time on my training schedule for Pre. With one month to go I am at my target distance. Plus, After being at the top of my queue for about 2 1/2 months Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf came from BBVonline today which puts me in prime position to catch Lucas on the AFI top 100. Luckily after running six miles all I can think about is watching a movie with my feet propped up.
Friday August 22, 2008.
Ran 6+ miles for the first time on my training schedule for Pre. With one month to go I am at my target distance. Plus, After being at the top of my queue for about 2 1/2 months Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf came from BBVonline today which puts me in prime position to catch Lucas on the AFI top 100. Luckily after running six miles all I can think about is watching a movie with my feet propped up.
Saturday, August 09, 2008
The Olympics from my couch?
The question that I will ponder for the next two weeks is... Should the Olympics inspire humanity to reach down within themselves and find the true potential of their athletic prowess? Or. Should I sit in front of the television, with a beer, and attempt to watch as many hours of sports I only care about every four years because I only get a chance to do this every two years?
The question that I will ponder for the next two weeks is... Should the Olympics inspire humanity to reach down within themselves and find the true potential of their athletic prowess? Or. Should I sit in front of the television, with a beer, and attempt to watch as many hours of sports I only care about every four years because I only get a chance to do this every two years?
Monday, August 04, 2008
Body for Sale: Cheap!
As most of you know Amber and I are running the Prefontaine Memorial run in September and I have some interesting marketing ideas. Mainly me. You can have this handsome face pitching your product (when I am not vomiting (less handsome)) for what could be easily negotiated down to a paltry sum. Here's the pitch; I have broad shoulders=so lots of ad space. I will promise to start at the front, so that as everyone (literally) passes me they will run smack into the ad, and I am aiming for like slightly less than ten minute miles, so I will definately be out there a while for more ad time.
I would paint my hair blue and wear wings for a case of Red Bull. Can anyone hook that up?
Call your marketing friends and see what the collective internet "we" can whip up.
I am not joking about the Red Bull thing, if you want me to advertise an insurance company I can be bought in Red Bull.
Oh yeah, I only drink sugar free Red Bull (quick heads up)
As most of you know Amber and I are running the Prefontaine Memorial run in September and I have some interesting marketing ideas. Mainly me. You can have this handsome face pitching your product (when I am not vomiting (less handsome)) for what could be easily negotiated down to a paltry sum. Here's the pitch; I have broad shoulders=so lots of ad space. I will promise to start at the front, so that as everyone (literally) passes me they will run smack into the ad, and I am aiming for like slightly less than ten minute miles, so I will definately be out there a while for more ad time.
I would paint my hair blue and wear wings for a case of Red Bull. Can anyone hook that up?
Call your marketing friends and see what the collective internet "we" can whip up.
I am not joking about the Red Bull thing, if you want me to advertise an insurance company I can be bought in Red Bull.
Oh yeah, I only drink sugar free Red Bull (quick heads up)
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