absolutely sweet marie..

this post is being unofficially co-brought to you by the Wisconsin license plate i saw that read "PIERCED", the woman i saw smoking while holding an infant and guys named "Rory"..

while watching the Indianapolis Colts vs. Houston Texans game this past Sunday, i saw one of the best comebacks in recent memory.. the Colts scored 21 points in a span of 2 minutes and 10 seconds late in the second half but this isn't the most incredible thing of all.. Texans quarterback Sage Rosenfels forgot he was Sage Rosenfels for one play and thought he was John Elway in Super Bowl XXXII, diving for a first down but getting crushed by 3 Colts defenders and losing the football.. this led to the second touchdown in the 21 point swing.. suddenly, Rosenfels remembered he was Sage Rosenfels and chased that fumble with two interceptions to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory.. if it wasn't so funny i'd feel bad for the guy.. look for him to be bagging groceries at your Coborn's in the near future..

one of my favorite athletes right now is Manny Ramirez, currently of the Los Angeles Dodgers.. he's one of the best hitters in baseball but i don't care about that.. i care about the goofy things he does during games.. a few examples: while the pitching coach came to the mound, Manny retreated from his position in left field into the Green Monster at Fenway Park to go to the bathroom and barely made it back before play resumed.. cutting off a throw to the infield from the center fielder.. catching a fly ball by the left field wall, reaching into the stands and high-fiving a fan, then throwing the ball into the infield to record a double play.. recruiting his teammates after the game to help him look for the earring he lost while sliding into third base, the earring totalled $15,000.. plus, he pretty much wears his pajamas while playing.. if he comes back to the American League, it wouldn't surprise me to see him and Twins center fielder Carlos Gomez caught on camera playing patty-cake or hopscotch between innings.. Gomez is well on his way to being the next Manny Ramirez..

took in the mixed martial arts event on CBS this past weekend.. i still don't understand it:

"hey, what are you doing this weekend?"
"getting into a fist fight with a guy named Kimbo Slice.. you?"
"not that"

i don't understand how it can actually be legal.. these guys would be caught up against the cage and since they couldn't do anything else, they'd just stomp on each others bare feet.. i get misty eyed when i stub my toe on my bed, i don't think i'd be a good MMA fighter..

Sarah Palin is the hottest Vice Presidential candidate we've had in our nation's history.. that being said, she's basically George Bush with breasts.. i love watching her speeches with her big fake smile and the crowd cheering and booing accordingly to her statements, like she actually knows what she's saying.. if McCain is elected president and dies within 2 years, we're in deep trouble.. and that's entirely possible, i think McCain was Ben Franklin's roommate in college, so he can't be around much longer, can he? he probably just chose her as his running mate so he doesn't have to waste money on Viagra, he can just look at her.. smart campaign move..

this past weekend, the goal of my roommates was to get me to puke from drinking alcohol, which has never happened.. the result was me taking shots out of a wine glass and then skipping the wine glass altogether and having someone pour it down my throat.. somehow i still managed to destroy people in darts and sit in the hot tub without bouncing my head off the kitchen floor afterwards.. plus, i didn't puke, so i won :) i do remember saying "i can't even see right now" quite often, however.. solid..

came across an NBA game from the 1980's on ESPN Classic recently.. how did these guys play in shorts that short and tight? i mean, a belt would be roomier..

has anyone in the history of the world gotten ill from eating cookie dough? i think that's just a fib that mom's make up to keep kids from eating all the dough before it's baked.. i know i got that story when i was shoveling wooden spoonfuls of dough into my cheeks as a lil guy.. i want scientific proof and graphs and pie charts proving that eating raw cookie dough is harmful, until then i'm a non-believer..

speaking of moms, when i imply to my mom that i'm worried about my money situation, she'll somehow sneak a $20 bill into my checkbook when i'm not watching and i'll discover it when i get home.. then i'll call her and be like "did you put that in there?".. "yeah, i just don't like seeing you worrying about that".. love mom..

i know i've mentioned this guy in the past but he's been back in the news recently.. former Denver Broncos running back Travis Henry (of "9 kids with 9 different women" fame) has been arrested for trafficking cocaine recently.. some people just can't get out of their own way.. i'm going back to the more interesting story.. 9 kids with 9 different women?? this is nearly impossible to do even if you're trying.. you know how "i'm pregnant" is basically the worst nightmare of every single male in the world? it almost has to be to the point where he's disappointed if the girl isn't pregnant..

"umm, i'm pregnant"
"great! that's 7.. you're gonna keep it right? i got work to do.."

i know people make mistakes and get caught up in the moment and whatever.. but it's like a DUI.. you get one DUI and it should open your eyes that you made a mistake.. you get two and you better make some lifestyle changes.. three and you might as well stop drinking altogether.. the same thing could be said about having a baby out of wedlock.. once? alright you made a mistake and it cost you.. it should never EVER happen again, right? if i'd get to two kids out of wedlock, nevermind unprotected sex, i'm not running an unprotected errand.. what if you bump into someone at the grocery store and she gets pregnant? i wouldn't take that chance, it'd be: shower, brush teeth, put on condom, get dressed, leave.. how it happens 9 different times is beyond comprehension to me..

when i take off my shirt, i look just like Matt Damon in the "Bourne" movies..

remember pink slips in elementary school? the things you'd get if you were in trouble? well i remember getting two, both occurring at recess.. the first one happened while walking out to the playground in a single file line, like 7 year olds are capable of this.. anyway, some kid behind me said something that pissed me off, probably something like "i bet the Ultimate Warrior beats Hulk Hogan at Wrestlemania" and i took offense and kicked him in the balls.. then i ran.. of course, the kid told on me and i got in trouble.. the second time was in the winter and i was all up owning the sledding hill.. the whistle blew, indicating the end of recess, but being the rebel that i am, i completely ignored it.. everyone else is walking into school but i'm having no part of whatever they taught us in first grade.. my "i didn't hear the whistle" excuse didn't hold water and i was able to bring home my second pink slip to my proud parents :)


Lyrics of the Week

"I'll Walk" by Bucky Covington

We were 18, it was prom night.
We had our first big fight.
She said "Pull this car over".
I did and then I told her, "I don't know what you are crying for".
I grabbed her hand, as she reached for the door.

She said, I'll walk.
Let go of my hand.
Right now I'm hurt, and you don't understand.
So just be quiet.
And later we will talk.
Just leave, don't worry.
I'll walk.

It was a dark night, a black dress.
Driver never saw her, around the bend.
I never will forget the call, or driving to the hospital
when they said her legs still wouldn't move.
I cried, when I walked into her room.

She said, I'll walk.
Please come and hold my hand.
Right now I'm hurt, and I don't understand.
Lets just be quiet, and later we can talk.
Please stay, don't worry.
I'll walk.

I held her hand through everything.
The weeks and months of therapy.
And I held her hand and asked her, to be my bride.
She's dreamed from a little girl, to have her daddy bring her down the aisle.
So from her wheelchair, she looks up to him and smiles.

And says, I'll walk.
Please hold my hand.
I know that this will hurt, I know you understand.
Please daddy don't cry.
This is already hard.
Let's go, don't worry.
I'll walk.


"Breathe (2 AM)" by Anna Nalick

2 AM and she calls me 'cause I'm still awake,
"Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?,
I don't love him. Winter just wasn't my season"
Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
Like they have any right at all to criticize,
Hypocrites. You're all here for the very same reason

'Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, girl.
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe

May he turned 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
"Just a day" he said down to the flask in his fist,
"Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year."
Here in town you can tell he's been down for a while,
But, my God, it's so beautiful when the boy smiles,
Wanna hold him. Maybe I'll just sing about it.

Cause you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button, boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe... just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe

There's a light at each end of this tunnel,
You shout 'cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out
And these mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.

2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to

But you can't jump the track, we're like cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button now
Sing it if you understand.
and breathe, just breathe
whoa breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe.


"Perfect Situation" by Weezer

What's the deal with my brain?
Why am I so obviously insane?
In a perfect situation
I let love down the drain.
There's the pitch, slow and straight.
All I have to do is swing
and I'm a hero, but I'm a zero.

Hungry nights, once again
Now it's getting unbelievable.
'Cause I could not have it better,
But I just can't get no play
From the girls, all around
As they search the night for someone to hold onto.
And I just pass through...

singing...
ooooooh oh. Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhh oohh.
Singing...
ooooooh oh. Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhh oohh.

Get your hands off the girl,
Can't you see that she belongs to me?
And I don't appreciate this excess company.
Though I can't satisfy all the needs she has
And so she starts to wonder...
Can you blame her?

singing...
oooooooh oh. Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhh oohh.
Singing...
oooooooh oh. Ooohhhhh oh. Ooohhh oohh.

Tell me there's a logic out there.
Leading me to better prepare
For the day that something really special might come.
Tell me there's some hope for me.
I don't wanna be lonely
For the rest of my days on the earth


"For You I Will" by Teddy Geiger

Wondering the streets, in a world underneath it all
Nothing seems to be, nothing tastes as sweet
As what I can't have
Like you and the way that you're twisting your hair
round your finger
Tonight I'm not afraid to tell you
What I feel about you.

I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have
and cannon ball into the water
I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have
For you I will
For you I will

Forgive me if I stutter
From all of the clutter in my head
Cause I could fall asleep in those eyes
Like a water bed
Do I seem familiar, i've crossed you in hallways
a thousand times, no more camouflage
I want to be exposed, and not be afraid to fall.

I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have
And cannon ball into the water
I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have
For you I will
You always want what you can't have
But I've got to try
I'm gonna muster every ounce of confidence I have
For you I will
For you I will
For you I will
For you

If I could dim the lights in the mall
And create a mood I would
Shout out your name so it echos in every room
I would

That's what I'd do, That's what I'd do to get through to you


"Champagne High" by Sister Hazel

I wasn't looking for a lifetime with you
And I never thought it would hurt just to hear
"I do" and "I do"
And I do a number on myself
And all that I thought to be
And you'll be the one
That just left me undone
By my own, hesitation

and for the million hours that we were
well I'll smile and remember it all
then I'll turn and go
while your story's completed mine is a long way from done.

Well I'm on a champagne high
Where will I be when I stop wondering why
On a champagne high
I'd toast to the future but that'd be a lie
On a champagne high, high

Spring turned to summer
But then winter turned to mean
The distance seemed right
At the time it was best - to leave
And to leave behind
What I once thought was fine And so real - to me
And while I'm still gone
On the quest for my song
I'm at your - celebration

Your wagons been hitched to a star
Well now he'll be your thing that's new
Yeah what little I have you can borrow
'Cause I'm old and I'm blue...


"Ready And Waiting To Fall" by Mae

Drowning just as fast as I can
But don't throw me a line
Don't reach out your hand
'cause I'm on the brink of something beautiful
And I want to sing about it
But I don't know where to begin
Write a letter
But the words don't come out right
Try and explain how nobody can do me like
You don't understand how helpless I can get
Since the day that we met
Oh can you feel it yet?

It's never been more perfect being alive
I've never been so satisfied
Oh, oh, oh

I could feel something different from the first time
Heaven made sense
And all the words rhymed
No chance in stopping now
I'm taking it all
And now I'm caught in the air
It's a good glide
Pass it up, wouldn't dare
Oh, what a wild ride
I remember being ready
And waiting to fall
Just like I did tonight

Spinning around and around
Until my left was my right
And up became down
With just one look
You knocked me off of my feet
So unable to speak
Oh, how you made me weak
Though it was a while ago
I still can recall
That moment so ready
And waiting to fall
Can you take me back in time
Remembering when
You captured my heart
Over and over again

It's never been more perfect being alive
I've never been so satisfied
Oh, oh, oh!

I could feel something different from the first time
Heaven made sense
And all the words rhymed
No chance in stopping now
I'm taking it all
And now I'm caught in the air
It's a good glide
Pass it up, wouldn't dare
Oh, What a wild ride
I remember being ready
And waiting to fall
Just like I did tonight

Ready and waiting to fall