Ugly Nugglets

Thank God for hockey, because basketball is just starting to get ugly. I'm sitting here watching the Nuggets game and, while the calls aren't going our way, I'm wondering "Do the refs ever think of what it's like to watch these games?" I couldn't care less who wins, really, but I at least want to see a good game. When the game is being stopped every 15 seconds for one reason or another, not only is the 8:30 game extended far past my bedtime, but I find myself hating everything about the sport cause everyone involves seems to be a complete pussy (except, now it seems, the 240-year-old Doug Moe, who's sitting on the sidelines).

I watch some of the fouls: brushing your chest against someone, touching their finger tips long after a shot has been released... they're all so lame, and after which, the person who got "fouled" has to have seizures on the floor, and yell "RAPE!!!", or else they pout about it until the Earth's end. The worst thing about it is that it's only in this series. In all the other ones that I've seen, there's been good solid basketball all-around, and it's generally because there's a flow. And the most important thing is that without all the fouls, there are less free throws, which are the most vile, stupid, mind-numbing, game-wrecking moments in sports. There's too much emphasis on them, and they ruin most games in the final minutes.

I mostly blame the whole National Basketball Association, as I can see them sending the most experienced refs for the playoffs (naturally). But these also end up being the oldest, most conservative refs, who were told to blow their whistles, and make sure that none of the players end up in the skybox, going after fans. While it's important, it has to be bad for the ratings and overall acceptance of the sport nationwide. Sure, it seems popular enough, still, but outside of my apartment, I'd probably be hard pressed to find too many people who watched more than 25% of the (enter team of choice)'s games this year.

Perhaps I'm way off on most of this shit, but now that the game is reaching two and a half hours, all the while going 200 fouls per hour, I'm just about ready to shoot myself in the fucking head for wasting my time, while I could've been intricately researching when the next Avs game is, just so I can see someone get their block knocked off... Charlie Brown style.

My 200 cents

Yesterday I went out to my car and found the driver's door slightly open. I always remember to lock my car, but whether or not the keyless entry works or not is another thing. But either way, I went and started looking around my car and couldn't find anything missing, but i did find a couple things that were where i hadn't left them. CDs were just moved around and some of the stuff that was in the back seat was moved to the front seat. Then I checked again and saw that about 2 handfuls of change were gone out of center compartment where i keep my coins.

So my CD player, snowboard gear, tons of jackets and all the other shit that was piled up in my car were still there, but about $2.50 was gone. I can just picture someone running through Ram's Pointe thinking "Too bad I couldn't carry anymore since both of my hands are full of coins." Oh well, I guess I should be grateful, and hope that someone worse doesn't get in there next time.

FYI

If I ever tell you what I'm going to do next year, I'm full of shit.

Pudding the right foot forward

This weekend, i just felt that i had to get out of town for a while. Things haven't been stressful, really, since i'm still in between jobs, but maybe that's exactly why: i've been stuck with nothing to do in this town for the past couple weeks. So on Friday night, edward, matt and i went down to boulder to go to some sort of sexy party, the likes of which you could see in a family guy episode, but alas, there was no party, at least not one that we could get our dirty mitts on. Instead i ran into some other friends and went to a party with them.

When we got there, we realized that it was a frat party, but as everyone there seemed to be cool enough, i didn't make too much of it. In fact, it was almost like a high school reunion since so many people i thought i would never see again ended up being there. Some of them i wanted to see, others like jamie butzek, i guess i would've been just fine not seeing her again. But it was actually a fun party, made all the better by two fights, and getting capped off by the cops breaking everything up.

The next night, i was pretty impartial to partying, but it was quiet around these parts, except for the nuggets game, and there was talk of a jello wrestling party down in boulder again, so i figured "what the hell?" Eddie and i jumped in the car again and took off down that way. Halfway there, i got pulled over, but luckily didn't get a ticket cause i think i'm getting to the revoking of the license stage. When we got everyone together and got to the party, it was strange to see a whole freakin bunch of deer hanging out in front of the house where the party was at. Real live deer. And this happened to be the first time edward had ever seen a deer, so we had to tell him not to ride them and such, but it was still pretty sweet. When we got inside and got some beverages, we saw that it was pudding wrestling, instead of jello, and that 70% of the people that wanted to do it were guys in speedos, but it was still hilarious to watch. After long enough, and after a few more girls joined in, i hopped in the pool with them and got a little slippery. It was a freaking sweet feeling, flopping around in there. I got some pictures, but i don't know how to get them on here, but maybe they'll get around to your eyes sooner or later.

Also, after meg put up that south park character website, we went a little crazy and made some of our own. Here's my favorites that i'm allowed to show on here:


Jake Plummer

















And Brian, my roommate from last year

What People Say Part Two

So i kind of read back through what i wrote for my last post, and it was painfully clear that my narrative skills have dropped off since i've been posting less. Not a big deal.

But the other thing that pissed me off... We were all sitting around the table, eating lunch, and everyone starts asking me "So if you are going back to school, what do you think you'll do?"
It's a valid question, and i don't mind answering it, but my brother says "Remember, Paul, you don't have to answer any of these questions." I thought it was just funny, so i told them "I was thinking about going to culinary school, you know... cooking." So everyone kind of starts talking about that... "Oh good, cooking..." And then my aunt says, in the most condescending voice i've ever heard: "So... have you ever tried cooking?"

Do you think i'm fucking retarded? So after that, i didn't answer anymore questions.

In other news, here was my fortune yesterday... i think it's my favorite one of all time: It must be home-grown.

What People Say Part One

Sometimes i can hardly stand my family. Edward and i went down to denver with my parents on easter to visit my family, and again, i thought everything went as it typically should. Everyone kept giving me shit about not being in school and all, but there was two comments that totally pissed me off. The first one came when edward and i were standing around the grill, and my uncle bob comes out and strikes up a conversation with edward.

"So edward, you and paul live in the same apartment?"
"Yeah"
"So you're still in school?"
"Yeah"
"Oh, so you're not a loser then."
They laughed.

Now, first off, i might laugh too, knowing that that was maybe supposed to be a joke, but the fact that my uncle and i have barely had a civilized conversation in, oh... my entire life, it just didn't seem funny that he should talk about me behind my back, even though i was clearly looking directly at him. What's more, you have to know my uncle. He's pretty freakin conservative (i don't know about his political stance, but he's really uptight) and he's worked his whole life as a computer programmer. However, I'd say that his one main accomplishment was that he has climbed all of the 14ers in colorado. It's pretty impressive.

So i would have to ask him... what's more important to him... the desk job that he got from his college degree, or the fact that he's done something extremely athletic and outgoing, that not many people in the world could even do? I'd think it'd have to be the second one, but the fact is... that's more of what i'm doing now... just trying to enjoy life, and not get caught up in shit jobs that i hate, but he still criticizes me for it.

I'll write more about the second comment that pissed me off later... this one has gone on long enough.