Seeing the Speedway Again for the First Time
I took my 4-year-old son to his first basketball game earlier this year. It was a Butler game, at Hinkle Fieldhouse, and I may have murdered his love of my favorite sport.
Not intentionally, of course. It’s just that I grew up in that gym, enamored with basketball and everything about it — I desperately wanted the same for him. So what did I do? Why, I ferociously pointed out EVERYTHING I thought he should be loving about the game and the building & anything else that caught my fancy, of course! All in a horrifying 75-minute run-on sentence that only a grizzled old speed freak could possibly comprehend. I had somehow morphed into Max Headroom, Basketball Historian — and he wanted to go home by halftime. We did.
So turrible
(Source: britpopnews.com)
Roy Hobbson: GAAAAHHHH!!!!
Marshall Pruett Tweeted this disturbingly awkward photo of
Ralph LaurenThe Ghost of Frank StalloneNicolas Sarkozy — who is now calling himself Jean something-or-other, because he has been shamed out of France — attempting to “Tebow”/bring down America from the inside/forever haunt…
Kyle Chandler (aka Coach Taylor on @nbcfnl) helping us out at the pit! via @SaltLickBBQ
Friday Night TV Recommendations for Exhausted Old People
So what are your Friday night plans? Some kind of depraved, super-charged, action-packed orgy of fun & merriment & a blacked-out cab ride to Qdoba? “Haha NO!” says anyone who has a job and kids, because we are lifeless slabs of malaise come Friday night, paralyzed with exhaustion, slumped over the ottoman watching whatever requires the least amount of button-pushing on the remote control. Is it ASTONISHINGLY lame? Yes, of course it is. Is it avoidable? Not unless you’re a coke-snorting freak like those awful parents on “Toddlers & Tierras,” which is an unacceptable show for our Friday night sluggardness, and also any other time.
The following suggestions ARE acceptable, though, based on my few minutes of research. Enjoy not having to endure the taxing physical MISERY of flipping through your remote aimlessly, equally pathetic old people!! You’re welcome.
Bliss
Lots of bike rides, walks, runs, video games, tv shows, and trips…what is this summer break!
There is nary a greater feeling than hearing the ice cream man
Risky bizness
Just ordered this Indian food im willing myself to like. I have never spent so much money on bad food, ever. Except on chic fil a. That s is dangerous.
Ah March. That time of year where every man decides on if they should purchase MLB’s all season pass and then we all decide that shit is not worth it. Or really when our wives say “I hate baseball you’re not paying for that.
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