So I just watched the Thursday night game, Carolina vs. Miami, and I've concluded that I could be Carolina's offensive coordinator, and I'd charge a much more reasonable rate. Here's my plan: run. Delhomme isn't the entire problem. When you aren't stuffing the box against DeAngelo Williams and Jonny Stewart, the offensive playcalling is fucked up. RUN THE BALL. EVERY DOWN. DeAngelo averaged more than 10 yards a carry, on 11 carries. What the fuck?
...but I digress. Today is wonderful, like every other day. My roommate just went home for like, the next 10 days, so I'm blasting Steve Goodman's "The Easter Tapes", sippin' some Robert the Bruce (awesome), and smoking cigarettes in the house (our little secret..). This reinvention of my Chicago folk appreciation has led me to a major life decision: I'm living in Old Town once I graduate. It's close enough to the business district, where I'll ultimately end up suiting up for work, to make the commute reasonable. It is also the part of Chicago where the Old Town School of Folk and Earl of Old Town are located. OTSoF is a music institution where Steve Goodman and John Prine, among others, grounded their roots. EoOT is a music venue that was instrumental in the success of many of Chicago's finest folk musicians. That'll be me one day. I wouldn't mind going that route; I may never achieve commercial success, but maybe they'll spread my ashes on Wrigley Field like Mr. Goodman.
I wish I had something worldly to enlighten you all with, but unfortunately, anything I picked up the past few days was definitively obliterated by whiskey and quantitative probability models. I'm psyched to go home from Monday until next Sunday, 6 day weekends make me giddy. I hope everyone is enjoying this fine night as much as I am. End transmission!
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
Backwards Day
First entry, cool.
Strange day. Adderall didn't crash me today, alcohol didn't affect me. I noticed that Routes 126 and 231, which intersect at the light north of Stadium/Northwestern (this intersection everyone in West Lafayette must abhor; stagnant traffic on game days, and that dreaded left-turn-yield! Sigh..) are both divisible by 21. Cool, huh? Oh yeah, and Routes 52 and 65, which intersect north of 52/Northwestern, are both divisible by 13. I'm ain't makin' this stuff up, folks!
Generally a good day. Lots of good introspective knowledge acquired today, thanks to Tricia introducing me to Tough Love 2 as well as a required submission of some stupid Meyer's-Briggs-Type-Indicator assessment thing-y. Firstly, Tough Love 2 is cool because, despite all of those women being excellent actresses, the writer compiled somewhat-legitimate personality complexes. It's cool that it isn't "the gay guy", "the black guy", or "the chick that makes out with every guy". A refreshing take on the same awful reality-television phenomenon. Nextly?, that MBTI thing made me angry because I dislike confining my personality/mind to rote assessments; I feel like, as a human being, I'm constantly growing, changing and improving. That stupid test made me feel like my perceived shortcomings are "me", and that I should accept them. I will never watch Canadian Football, and I'm still growing, so stop pickin' on me, type indicators. Nevertheless, my brain absorbed some useful information, which is better than binge drinking destroying it. I'm puttin' this one in the win column.
If you're a woman, stop reading now, I've said all you're going to care about.
My fantasy football team is sick, unreal, just plain juggernaut. CJ, DeAngelo, and a stable 4-man platoon of Sims-Walker, Randy Moss, V-Jax and Roddy White. I've laid the smack-fuckin-down the last three weeks, and have a vicegrip on 1st place at the moment. Pick-ups for next week? Chris Wells playoff schedule: St. Louis and Detroit, cakewalk! Westbrook got a-NOTHER! concussion, McCoy should have some value down the stretch in that offense.
In conclusion, I'm going to blog outloud my itinerary tomorrow, lest I forget; class (get case book), do case report at 3, ...thought I had more. Over and out...
Strange day. Adderall didn't crash me today, alcohol didn't affect me. I noticed that Routes 126 and 231, which intersect at the light north of Stadium/Northwestern (this intersection everyone in West Lafayette must abhor; stagnant traffic on game days, and that dreaded left-turn-yield! Sigh..) are both divisible by 21. Cool, huh? Oh yeah, and Routes 52 and 65, which intersect north of 52/Northwestern, are both divisible by 13. I'm ain't makin' this stuff up, folks!
Generally a good day. Lots of good introspective knowledge acquired today, thanks to Tricia introducing me to Tough Love 2 as well as a required submission of some stupid Meyer's-Briggs-Type-Indicator assessment thing-y. Firstly, Tough Love 2 is cool because, despite all of those women being excellent actresses, the writer compiled somewhat-legitimate personality complexes. It's cool that it isn't "the gay guy", "the black guy", or "the chick that makes out with every guy". A refreshing take on the same awful reality-television phenomenon. Nextly?, that MBTI thing made me angry because I dislike confining my personality/mind to rote assessments; I feel like, as a human being, I'm constantly growing, changing and improving. That stupid test made me feel like my perceived shortcomings are "me", and that I should accept them. I will never watch Canadian Football, and I'm still growing, so stop pickin' on me, type indicators. Nevertheless, my brain absorbed some useful information, which is better than binge drinking destroying it. I'm puttin' this one in the win column.
If you're a woman, stop reading now, I've said all you're going to care about.
My fantasy football team is sick, unreal, just plain juggernaut. CJ, DeAngelo, and a stable 4-man platoon of Sims-Walker, Randy Moss, V-Jax and Roddy White. I've laid the smack-fuckin-down the last three weeks, and have a vicegrip on 1st place at the moment. Pick-ups for next week? Chris Wells playoff schedule: St. Louis and Detroit, cakewalk! Westbrook got a-NOTHER! concussion, McCoy should have some value down the stretch in that offense.
In conclusion, I'm going to blog outloud my itinerary tomorrow, lest I forget; class (get case book), do case report at 3, ...thought I had more. Over and out...
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