6.20.2006

EEK!

The Veronicas

I've never heard a single one of their songs but I bet they are really good. Buy their albums so these sweet girls can have money.

Free Mav Tickets To Game 7 (If Necessary)

500 pair will be given away. Info here. (Not surprisingly, there are some server problems.) And if you want to see a youtube.com video of the infamous "time out" the other night, you can check it out here. The neat thing about it is that it was taken by a fan from the upper deck with a regular video camera. It makes it very "real".

Gone With The Wind

I finally finished it over the weekend. Thoughts: - I'm not sure Scarlett had any redeeming qualities. I mean, she ends up alone on the stairs. Happy life to her. - I haven't heard the name "Tara" so much since .... well.....a while back. - Clark Gable was pretty good although I can't name another movie he was in. - It was too long, but I guess epics are required to be too long. - The movie went nuts in the last hour. In a 15 minute period there was a miscarriage, a death of a child from a horse riding incident, and the death of another character from exhaustion. And I thought the Civil War was brutal. - I finally understand the "wear a curtain" Carol Burnett joke.

Al Qaeda Hates Coors Light

From the Update: "THREATS TO CAMPAIGN — Bridgeport Police Department reported Monday that terroristic threats have been made to Jennifer Walker, who is involved with a campaign to call an election for the legalized sale of alcoholic beverages for off-premise consumption in Bridgeport. Walker has received two letters and vandalism to her home. Police said they plan to interview a couple of people in the case. " (Actually, "terroristic threat" is so widely defined under the Texas Penal Code that it is hard for some people to get in an argument without committing an offense.)

Don't Mess . . . .

. . . with Miami airport police.

Jim Carey and Jenny McCarthy

When did he get so hip? She's crude, but has always sort of jazzed me.

Mavericks' Strategy For Game 6

6.19.2006

My Very Rare No Comment Policy

Ok, let me explain. For the three of you that follow The Blog closely, you know that I normally let comments go uncensored. 98% of the time, you guys are funny, crazy, odd, insightful, or suffer from various mental disorders. I love 'em all. So.... (1) Why don't I allow comments about prosecutions at the courthouse? Hey, I generally like everyone up there, but I'll be honest: I have to work with those guys. If somebody on here bashes DA Jana Jones, CA Greg Lowery, Judge Cude or Judge Fostel, do you think I look forward to trying to negotiate a plea deal or arguing a motion? No!!!!! I've been there. I know how hard those jobs are. They don't need any more stress than what the system puts upon them on a daily basis. But do I have financial motivations by keeping people from bashing them at will? You bet. I won't deny that. (2) Why don't I allow comments on the Simpson trial? This is a tougher call for me. Basically, Ross Simpson and Mike Simpson have been my friends for over twenty years. It's the first time I've let friendship interfere with The Blog, but when I saw the comments rolling in, it just didn't feel right. (Quite frankly, I've come to appreciate the Messenger and the Index that sometimes have to write unflattering stories about folks that pay money to advertise in their papers.) (3) Why don't I delete comments about me? Because after years of having a thin skin, it's become somewhat thick of late. On this Blog I've been called short, lazy, gay, obsessed with women under thirty, perverted, stupid and a "dumb ass". All of which, with the exception of one, are true. :) Is this policy hypocritical? Probably. But I have my faults. I do this for fun. Ten years ago I thought I would get rich off "Wise County on the Web". Maybe one day I might actually make a buck. But for now, bear with me as I struggle to make this fun on a forum that sometimes makes me shake my head in amazement.

I Finally Found The Cuban F Bomb Video (Bleeped, Of Course)

Simpson Trial - Day 5

Star-Telegram story.

Cuban Is Cracking

Mark Cuban defends his use of the F bomb last night here. Here's a sample which is perfect for the day after Father's day: Now anyone in America can get a rise out of people by using most of Carlin’s 7 Dirty Words. I know I get a rise out of my wife. I cant think of anything funnier than a 3 year old cursing. I mean come on, does it really matter if we say Poo Poo or shit ? Of course not. Unless of course your married and your wife tells you it matters. She doesnt want to be the one who gets phone calls from teachers and other parents getting blamed for all the 3 year olds in the little gym class screaming “Kiss My Ass you Mo Fo”... Me, i couldnt think of anything i would rather see and hear. but thats me. Nice. (And that's Cuban's home according to this site.)

Grape Stomp - Classic Pain Humor

My Date And I From The Weekend

(Stolen from here.)

Mexia and Juneteenth: 25th Anniversary

It was 1981 (and I was still a teenager - barely) when the news came out that three young black men (ages 19, 19 and 18) had died in Lake Mexia after they had been arrested. For some crazy reason they were put in a boat to be transported across the lake, but the boat overturned and the three men (but none of the cops) drowned. I had always believed the three black men were handcuffed. The Morning News tells me today that a "hearing officer" (whatever the heck that is) determined they were not. But I didn't know this: The three men had been taken into custody because the police believed they were "smoking marijuana." Sheesh.

Here We Go Again

As of this morning (according to a divided Supreme Court), if you are on parole you can be searched by the police for no reason at all.

Nor surprisingly, recent appointees Alito and Roberts were in the majority.

I'm trying to find out when the Fourth Amendment was repealed.

Mavs Dog Pile

The great Richie Witt of the Dallas Observer, wrote this early last week: With the way Nowitzki has turned into Larry Bird, Shaquille O'Neal has turned into Greg Kite and the Mavs have turned the Finals against the Miami Heat into a ridiculous rout, there's nothing left but to start planning the parade. After Sunday's laugher in front of Governor Rick Perry, Dr. Phil and a heartbroken TV viewer named Michael Finley, only a couple questions remain: How can a Heat team that's lost six in a row and 12 of 14 to the Mavs possibly beat Dallas four out of five? When did Shaq become Shakira? And where do you buy ticker tape anyway? Queen Latifah hasn't officially begun crooning, but this one's over. Not since 1977 has a team won the Finals after trailing 0-2. The Mavericks are deeper, quicker and better, seemingly playing Harlem Globetrotters to Miami's Washington Generals. By the time the Mavs owner returns from his stint as the most famous Cuban running around Miami since Elian Gonzalez, he'll be hugging the NBA's Larry O'Brien championship trophy.

Most (Kinda) Shocking Story We Didn't Hear About

Lets just say it involves Mavs, groupies, Game 3, and a shower. Nice security.