A Lawsuit I Might Even Support

I like Coldplay's Viva La Vida. I have never heard of Joe Satriani. Well, Joe has sued Coldplay claiming they stole his song released in 2004. Me, being me, was skeptical. Well, I'll be. (Link takes you to a youtube comparison of the two songs.)

Oh, My (Again)

There was a horrible crash on 183 about a month ago that shut down traffic all night and all morning long because a person had been ejected into the other lane of travel. It was awful. News comes today that the victim had just finished taping a new MTV reality series (which is a little dicey in nature). MTV plans on airing the show. (Thanks to an unidentified individual at Fox 4 News for tipping me off to the new story via email.)

Decatur Beggar Spotted In Metroplex

The guy that can often be seen off of FM 51 in Decatur has been spotted off of Hulen in Fort Worth (thanks to a camera carrying faithful reader.) He was last seen in Haltom City.

And Another

Story. This girl? That can't possibly be a crime!! Hang on, baby! I'm packing my brain with all sorts of legal tricks, and I'm on a plane this afternoon. If it takes having the judge release you to my (very) protective custody, so be it. Justice requires sacrifices.

Now For Something Completely Different

Even though I'm growing my own hair out like Samson, it drives me nuts when football players have those crazy dreadlocks coming out of the back of their helmets. Well, last night, the stars aligned and some spare Rutgers player was dragged to the turf by his curly locks. Justice. Not denied.

Love, Actually

No jokes. No bits. Just saw this a second ago and it reminded me how much I love this Christmas movie and especially the opening sequence.

Random Friday Morning Thoughts

• Man, I don't recall a double murder + suicide happening in Keller in August but the Keller newspaper, as reprinted in the Star Telegram, has a crazy story about it today.
• New national unemployment numbers come out this morning. Let the implosion continue.
• I've decided I love the cold but I don't like it cold and windy. (I probably already knew this, it just takes me a while to remember it every fall.)
• Too many people take themselves too seriously. I couldn't live like that.
• You know, President Bush's new house isn't as nice as you thought it would be. But some Realtor on Fox 4 last night probably stretched it when she called it "Just an average home for an average person."
• Some parents in Rowlett are objecting to the high school's drama department wanting to put on the play Rent. As much as I think high school kids today are knuckleheads, I think they can handle Rent without immediately going out an engaging in gay sex and drug use.
• I just expressed that hot sports opinion without ever having seen Rent. (But I did see 525,600 Minutes performed on Good Morning America once and loved it. )
• I downloaded the new Fray song, "You Found Me." I'm not sure what it is about that group, but it's pretty much the only band that will stop me down.
• I'm still mad that the White Rock (Half) Marathon sold out before I could sign up. I'm not going to do it, but I guess a person could just show up at the event and run. I mean, could they keep you from running on public streets? Is this Russia? (No, Danny, it's not Russia.)
• The TV show Scrubs ran a commercial last week involving a flatulence joke with sound effects. We are entering the age of Idiocracy.
• There is nothing funny about this youtube clip of a man almost crying over the closure of a library. Well, almost nothing. Wait, that is funny.
• I can't remember the last time I was in a library.
• Do they still use the Dewey Decimal System? And was that such a great system anyway?
• To be such a superpower, we would be pretty helpless if India decides to nuke Pakistan. (And, sheesh, Pakistan is one wheels off country.)
• I still like the up to the minute public timeline of Twitpic (showing pictures that are being uploaded, normally from cell phones, right now) but it's also kind of neat to see all active calls that the "Dallas Fire and Rescue" department is dispatched to at this very moment. Does that make me a voyeur?
• Upon reflection, I'm surprised Obama's "redistribute the wealth" comment didn't hurt him more than it did. I understand it, but it's just the sort of thing that changes a campaign.
• I've had an interesting week.

Oh, My

When I propose to a gal I met on the Interwebs who is a 22 years old, 4'11" and 93 pounds, I think I'll do it in West Texas. Story.

W's New Dallas Home

8,500 square feet. (Source.) But, wow, check out that link to follow another link to the house of his neighbor, Tom Hicks. Sweet.

Anybody Want To Buy A Few Hotels in Decatur?

That Was Then

This Is Now

Story Tommy Lee Jones is not pleased with you. And oil dipped below $44 a barrel today.

Thursday Afternoon Pick Me Up

Kate? You know, I kinda liked the little chubby Kate from Titanic more. Wait. I take that back.

Good News: Don't Worry About Your Tax Bill

I was driving the family truckster down the road this morning (foregoing my normal routine of listening to Barbara Streisand or singing show tunes) when I heard KLIF play this audio clip. It's apparently a few months old but I had never heard it. And, man, I love the reporter. Bad tie. Good question-asking-person. And in the words of former Dallas Cowboy Darren Hambrick when he was asked why he had skipped the voluntary mini-camp of the team, "What do voluntary mean?"

Hey, Now

Random Wednesday Thursday Morning Thoughts

• I really don't like Cynthia Izaguirre from the Channel 8 morning show.
• Right next to the the driver's license hearing building in Fort Worth that I go to all the time is a Planned Parenthood office. Every now and then I see a very stressed young girl go in and out of there, and I always feel concern for them
• You'll never find a blind and deaf man in prison.
• Anybody having trouble selling a home in Wise County? It seems like I see some with "for sale" signs up for almost a year.
• Note to City of Decatur: I saw one of those Christmas banners blow off a light pole by the courthouse square on Sunday. I picked it up, folded it, and placed up by the courthouse door. Let's just say that I became the leader for next year's "Citizen of the Year" award.
• Christmas should be every other year.
• Finally met my out-of-state client yesterday. Nice and cute.
• I read in one of the news magazines that the kid that was expelled in the "Bong Hits For Jesus" case (the one that went to the Supreme Court) is now in China "teaching English" and "learning Mandarin Chinese."
• Facebook is a little confusing. A lot going on there.
• Tech coach Mike Leach is being courted by Washington and Auburn. I think that Washington job would be a great gig. I was in Seattle one time and found the city to be great.
• Delicious: The forecast for the Dallas game at Pittsburgh on Sunday is 28 degrees with a 40% chance of snow.
• I can no longer read without reading glasses. Three years ago, I didn't even own a pair.
• Pacman Jones wore Homer Simpson pajama pants to the Cowboys practice yesterday. (Photographic evidence.) Coincidentally, I wore Ned Flanders underwear to work.

What The? The Wise County Sheriff's Office Has A Myspace Page

Link. Uh, the background music is "I Shot The Sheriff (but I did not shoot the deputy)."

I Never Post Things Like This But These Are Strange Days

Rules: * Grab the book closest to you. Now. * Go to page 56. * Find the 5th sentence. * Write that sentence and incorporate yourself if necessary (i.e. Change "Bob stopped, sighed, and walked on" to "I stopped, sighed, and walked on.") * Don't go looking for your favorite book, or the coolest one you have -- just grab the closest one. (Someone was doing this on Facebook. Thought it was kind of neat.)

The Amazing Mr. J.P. Hayes

I've always wanted to be a professional golfer -- an odd desire for a guy who rarely plays. And when I do, I'm horrible. I'd probably struggle to break 90 even after a few rounds of practice. But the PGA looks cool. Fancy courses. Fancy hotels. Cool clothes. Some buddy of yours to carry your bag. One guy that has made the PGA tour in the past is J.P. Hayes. I really don't know much about him other than to know he had a horrible year last year and was going to have to jump through some hoops to stay on the main tour. And the hoops are hard to navigate: It's something called "Q School" which, I think, is basically a multi day tourney of the greatest golfers in the would who are not part of the PGA Tour. The top 25 earn their PGA card which is like a baseball player being called up to the major leagues. Hayes' first round in the Q School tournament, which was played in McKinney last month, had gone well. And he sat in his hotel room that night reflecting on his performance. Perhaps reflecting too hard. There, alone, he discovered that on one hole he had used a golf ball that was not approved by the PGA. Big deal? You bet. He had signed his score card that day which means that the use of the ball would cause him to be disqualified from the tournament. That is, if anyone found out. So what does he do? He picks up the phone, calls an official, and reports his mistake. Disqualification, and with it his chance to be a member of the PGA tour next year, was fast and swift. The guy won't starve. He's made a fortune in golf and he'll get to play in some tournaments next year because he's a past winner or because he'll get a "sponsors exemption." But, still, what a story.

Mind Bursts

• I tried to take a picture of the text of the 1979 Dave Campbell magazine I mentioned this morning, but the glare was killing the shot. (I don't have a scanner hooked up right now.) I'll get it done.
• There's some show on Fox right now about a millionaire going "undercover" to work as a common man. Not a bad theme.
• I ate a 7-11 sandwich in my car today. Not-a-good.
• Someone met me yesterday for the first time after reading this silly blog for about a year. The main observation: The fact that I have as thick of an accent as I do.
• I don't know what I'm going to do with my Netflix account. I can now watch programs recorded on a DVR on the TV in front of my treadmill. That's the only time I used to watch movies.