My Fantasy Team

I joined a league at my bar for $75, and ended up with the 5th pick. They start 1 QB, 1 RB, 2 WR, 1 Flex, 1 TE, 1 K, and 1 D/ST, which leaves you with 8 bench positions. Here's my team in the order that they were picked:

1. Matt Forte - RB - CHI
2. Andre Johnson - WR - HOU
3. Kurt Warner - QB - ARI
4. Ray Rice - RB - BAL
5. Hines Ward - WR - PIT
6. Dallas Clark - TE - IND
7. Steelers Defense/Special Teams
8. Tim Hightower - RB - ARI
9. Eli Manning - QB - NYG
10. Leon Washington - RB - NYJ
11. Devin Hester - WR - CHI
12. Chris Chambers - WR - SD
13. Chris Henry - WR - CIN
14. Tony Scheffler - TE - DEN
15. Rob Bironas - K - TEN
16. Sammy Morris - RB - NE

Took some pictures two weeks ago....

Here are a few of them:

Some shots from a nice day in MA

My friends Jesse and Jessica got married this past weekend. It was an amazing wedding and the next day they had a brunch at Jessica's parents house. I ended up taking zero pictures at the reception because I was having too much fun but at the brunch I went through two rolls of slide film (while also having fun), just taking some simple shots here and there. Here's a few, the rest can be seen here.

Shaking off the rust

Finally tried picking up my camera again after a long hiatus. Went through two rolls, needed to get the feeling back. Here are a few shots from a few trips to Coney Island and the last two are my sister (she's the tall one) and my youngest brother goofing around from when I was in FL.

I am a friend to all animals.

This makes me laugh.

Maybe I do love Jurassic Park too much.

I may have seen Jurassic Park one too many times.

Me: http://www.fao.com/catalog/factories/muppets.jsp#

FRIEND: WHOA!!! But for $90... haha

ME: So worth it, I'm gonna buy one!

FRIEND: That's a lot of money... I'd rather pay for a hot stone massage. Lord knows I need it more.

ME: Bah! Fucking stones are for helping Triceratops grind down their food for digestion.

FRIEND: Oh... Who knew? Obviously... You...

ME: Did you expect any less from me?

Genius!

I decided to give slide film a try

Gotta say, I'm impressed with the colors, might have more fun with it in the future. Here's a few shots, the rest of them can be found on my flickr page.








*Totally digging the way the couple is embracing to the right.

Two Year Anniversary

Jen bought me a Wii, I wrote this on her card:

"Two years ago when I loosened your chains, I thought surely you'd escape but you didn't, and that made me happy... it would've cost me a fortune to activate the tracking beacon I implanted in your ankle."

This is absolute genius.

"The moment their arms spun freely in our air, they were doomed -- for Man has earned his right to hold this planet against all comers, by virtue of occasionally producing someone totally batshit insane."

xkcd.com

Am I like J.D.?

Jen got me stuff for Valentine's Day

She got me some cool things, made me awesome play-doh magnets and even gave me extra play-doh as I am in love with the smell of blue play-doh. She also gave me a picture frame but was unable to print a picture. I don't think she understands the comedic genius of giving me a picture frame with no picture in it but I loved it... I hope I made that clear to her, I'm told my reactions to things are barely noticeable at times, but man did I find it hilarious. I now have the frame at work with a picture in it, she's not too pleased because inside was supposed to be a picture of us, not Robocop and Sting.

The Hockey Adventure

Me and Pete(r) ended up with a friends tickets to an Islanders game that he could not attend. It was decided by Pete(r) that we would drive there as his lady had driven the car into the city for work. After work, we picked up the car and noticed the ride was was anything but smooth. We pulled over around Herald Square and discovered we had a bad flat. By this time it was 6:30, game starts at 7:00. We ended up driving to the west side passing by 9th ave where my lady happened to be at the time (I had her walk to the corner we were going to be passing so I could wave to her) and the following is what happened:

We get to an BP station and find out that their air machine doesn't work. We are told that there is a tire shop across the street. Upon inspection, we find out that the shop has recently relocated... yay.

Pull into a Hess on 45th and 10th that has free air and fill the tire. After a few minutes, the air can be heard escaping the tire once again. Luckily for us, there is a tire shop right across the street that hasn't relocated. We buy ourselves a tire for 45 bucks.

It is now 7:20 but we decide it's still worth it to go to the game. We drive towards the Midtown tunnel and upon exiting on the other side, are met with beautiful traffic.

We eagerly await getting close enough to Long Island so we can listen to the game we are missing on the radio, joking that we are probably missing the greatest game ever. When we finally get in range, this is what happens:

-I text my friend Jason D. to ask him the name of the goalie he asked to keep an eye out for.

-We hear that it's scoreless in the second period and laugh at our fear of missing something exciting.

-While we are laughing (and as I'm texting Jason that the goalie in question was not playing), the Islanders score a power play goal, a few seconds later they score one more and then one more. 3 goals in 3 and a half minutes. We laugh even harder because of it.

-As Jason is responding to my text, said goalie is put in and so I let him know.

After that it was all straight forward, got to the game at the end of the second period, saw Lecav score a goal, saw Stamkos and that was it, Islanders 3, Bolts 1. Pete(r) was nice enough to drive me back to Jersey and that is the end of the evening.

Nice.

No words...

Hmmm.

Dorothy at Forty by Cursive

Dorothy, I know you've had amazing dreams
We can't go chasing down each golden street
Each and every rainbow, each passion, each unattainable goal
We're not in dreamland anymore

Dorothy, it seems you'll never understand
This here land is everything we have
Every sweat-stained collar, every dollar,
every bent and bloodied spur
We're not the kids that we once were
We can't be the adults we want to be

Dreams are all you have, dreams have held you back
Dreamers never live, only dream of it
Dream cars, dream houses, dream jobs, dream spouses
Dreams of tornadoes, cities of emerald

And I know we swore we'd make more of ourselves
but this plot is literally our lot in life.

American dreams pollute our cities
Our piece of the pie can't fill our bellies
(More!) More square inches
(More!) Picket fences
(More!) Clothes on the line
(More!) Naps at noontime
More of our fair share
More of our birthright
More of what we're owed

More...

Paid vacation
(More!) Entertainment
(More!) Compensation
(More!) Gratuitous gratification

Dorothy, wake up, Dorothy, wake up
Dorothy, wake up, it's time for work

A missing piece?

pas⋅sion –noun

1. any powerful or compelling emotion or feeling, as love or hate.


2. strong amorous feeling or desire; love; ardor.


3. strong sexual desire; lust.


4. an instance or experience of strong love or sexual desire.


5. a person toward whom one feels strong love or sexual desire.


6. a strong or extravagant fondness, enthusiasm, or desire for anything: a passion for music.


7. the object of such a fondness or desire: Accuracy became a passion with him.


8. an outburst of strong emotion or feeling: He suddenly broke into a passion of bitter words.


9. violent anger.


10. the state of being acted upon or affected by something external, esp. something alien to one's nature or one's customary behavior (contrasted with action ).


11. (often initial capital letter) Theology.
    a. the sufferings of Christ on the cross or His sufferings subsequent to the Last Supper.
    
    b. the narrative of Christ's sufferings as recorded in the Gospels.


12. Archaic. the sufferings of a martyr.

I've been told a few times recently that I seem to lack passion. I don't know how I feel about this.

My 2009 NFL Post Season Theory

From observing the Postseason so far, I've come up with a pattern that already determines who will win the Super Bowl in Tampa:

Birds will always win.

And in the case of Bird Vs. Bird, Alphabetical Order comes into play. (i.e. The Cardinals beating the Falcons)

So if the pattern holds true:

The Cardinals beat the Eagles in the NFC Championship Game.

The Ravens (being a Bird team) beat the Steelers in the AFC Championship Game.

And in the Super Bowl:

The Cardinals beat the Ravens in a game for the ages (and the birds).

This is just a theory and could almost certainly be wrong, but so far the pattern has held true, and as good as the Eagles have been playing, the Cardinals have been doing some amazing things... and C comes before E.

Fred Astaire

He remained physically active well into his eighties. At age 78, he broke his left wrist while riding his grandson's skateboard.

Some new shots