I Wrote A Song About An Octopus

About to hit the road tomorrow (Thursday, May 1) and make the big move to the southern part of the city. I'm ready to accept my new southern accent and move on into the new world! But until then, I wanted to share this video with the world. Watched Walk Hard: The Dewey Cox Story this weekend and one scene in particular made me ball my eyes out cuz it was so hysterical.

Anyways, the scene is the mock part of the movie of the Beatles. Unbelievable performances. Justin Long is hilarious as George, but everyone in the scene rocks the socks off this blogger. Nuff said, watch the damn clip.

Oh How I'd Love To Be Indiana

That's right...starting this post off with a headline directly from the Sean Stevenson songbook...just a little innuendo (in-your-end-o) to start the day. The reason for sending the much love to Indiana is the sudden realization that our great Hoosier state matters more than ever in deciding our next president (insert middle finger to McCain). Check out CNN.com's front page and you get Obama standing in front of an IU emblem, or surf over to Time.com (owned by same company mind you) and you'll see Obama followers holding up the gigantic letters of our state. And you know what the best part about this whole shebang is? I probably won't get to vote!! Woo hoo!! Summer I classes at IU start on May 6, which happens to be good ole voting day and instead of registering in Greenwood (where I'll be living then) I'm registered up here in North Indy. So, Obama, sorry if you lose. I've only missed one primary in my voting history and I wouldn't have cared less about voting in this year's primary, but it really irks my noodle that I'm screwed out of the most important Indiana election in history. Oh well, it's just for the next president. The important thing going on now is...

...the NBA playoffs!!!! Niiiiccceeee. So only me and four other people care about them but right now the games are rocking my socks off. CP3 is dominating and I"m just glad I don't own any of his rookie cards right now cuz that would be absolutely awful having to make money off of them. Anyways, still think the Suns-Spurs will go seven games, Pistons will win out, bye-bye Dallas, and Houston will take one more game before making poor McGrady 0-7 in playoff series. Very niiiccee.

Boxers...not briefs
Since one of my best friends became a national celebrity today on MSNBC.com, I thought I should link to the award-winning photograph that garnered such a powerful status. Readers know that this blog is no friend of the photog species, but a carefully crafted golf clap is sent out to this photog.

Kids these days. I was already told about kids using the high-pitched sound alerts for text messages in classrooms since teachers can't hear them, but now it's being turned against the young whippersnappers of today.

Erin Andrews loves a quick shower. If she loves all things done naked to go in a fast manner then we're perfect for each other.

2 minutes...2-ah
Yeah the Pacers are out of the playoffs but D.J. Augustine declared for the draft today and that's good news for a team in desperate need of a starting point guard (insert middle finger to Tinsley).

It's Beetles...with an A
Who wouldn't want to watch nine hours of John Lennon talking about smoking pot, doing drugs and other Tomfoolery? I'll answer for you and say that everyone wants to see that. Apparently Yoko sees things differently. Bitch.

You tube...no you're a tube
Just cuz you're going to be MVP Mr. Paul doesn't mean you can beg to your coach for more playing time. All I know is if he had been on the Randolph Southern Junior High track team I woulda benched his ass for insubordination and make him do a lap around the shed for good measure.

Slow Down

Talk about a slow month on this blog...geez, can you believe how lazy bloggers are these days? Honestly, I just haven't had anything to talk about. And, since we're being honest together right now and I feel like we're far enough in our relationship to be completely open with each other, I still have fuck to talk about. Amazing huh? Pacers miss the playoffs, get a new CEO and my boy Granger is going through the roof with three straight 30-point games and I've got nothing to talk about. I'm not impressed with myself. Today has been a day of going through the entire Season 3, Part II Entourage DVD set that just happened to be extremely on sale at Best Buy this week, which was awesome. "Victory!!!!" Yeah I went there.

Let's just skip the craperuskies and get to the Boxers...not Briefs

2 minutes...2-ah
The Pacers are down and out for the only the third time during my fandom with the team. Sad days. But better days are on the horizon. Granger is great (a potential All-Star, but never a Superstar like some people are thinking, that's just way out of his league. I could see him making like 3-4 All-Star teams in his career but he'll never be at the top echelon of the league), Dunleavy has become a consistently good starter and...oh yeah, that's about it. So here's to hoping the draft lottery is kind and we land Rose or Augustine. And here's hoping some contender who gets outrebounded and outplayed on defense (hello Denver) in the playoffs comes calling for J.O. in the offseason with a somewhat decent deal. There's no reason we shouldn't be in the playoffs next year, but Tinsley could kill any team, any time. We need to just send him to the D-League and hope for the worst.

Also, Pacers got a new CEO today.

In the gaming world, Madden 09 has some news about touchdown celebrations. Sounds cool but how bout bringing actual announcers back into the game? I hate Madden as much as the next guy, but seriously, it's called Madden...not "Radio guy who sucks a nut."

It's Beetles...with an A
Some bitch named Mariah Carey is going to break the Beatles record for most No. 1 singles on the Billboard chart. Not impressed.

You tube...no, you're a tube
Despite him destroying the only Finals team the Pacers have put together, I still can't help my love for Shaq. Here's a classic video of him swearing during an interview after the game. Priceless.

Crean and Crimson..still no HoopsAcker

If you're part of Hoosier Nation like I was today then you plopped yourself down on the couch (you need to be unemployed to do this) and watched the Tom Crean show at 11 a.m. today as he was introduced as the new IU coach. He was a pretty good salesman. I will be purchasing a Crean and Crimson shirt when I'm at B-town tomorrow. There's no way I can't. But what do I think of when thinking of Mr. Crean? Not my Wayne County comrade Dominic James, but his back-up at Marquette, Crean's former team --- that's right, the all-mighty Maurice "Hoops"Acker. The former Mid-American Conference Freshman of the Year had his only magical season of college hoops when I covered the mighty BSU Cardinals during the 05-06 season. He was a recruit of Tim Buckley, current Marquette assistant, and there are two distinct memories I have of Acker. About half-way through the season when we knew he was doing something good I decided to do a feature story on Acker. When interviewing him in the stairway outside the press room (the same stairway where I informed Buckley that his senior center had been hit with a tire iron the night before at a Muncie bar) Acker couldn't keep his mind off the girl who worked in the athletic department who was standing in the other room. "Who is she? What's her name? Damn she's fucking hot." Wish I had that on tape. After we stopped the interview he peaked back in and just kept talking about her ass. I thought maybe it was the DD cup size that thrilled him since that's all anybody else thought about when grabbing an ice cold cup of Mountain Dew from her, but he didn't want none of that. Acker is an ass man fo sho.

The second story is infamous in the Daily News. It was the day when Acker was reported as transferring to Marquette on an internet Web site called ChicagoHoops.com. I was the one working on the story so when I called Acker and told him what the Web site was saying, he couldn't understand the Web site name. "HoopsAcker.com?" he repeated over and over as I pleaded with him that it was not even close to that. Again, wish I had that on tape. He just couldn't believe that there wasn't a Web site called HoopsAcker.com. And you know what, there should be damnit. If he transfers to IU, I vow here and today to create that site. But he won't transfer and he'll continue to be a bench player for a team in the Big East instead of being the MAC's version of Allen Iverson at Ball State. Whatev Mo, whatev.

Boxers...not briefs
Two press conferences today actually mattered to me, but the second one a lot less than Mr. Crean's arrival in Indiana. The second was Donnie Walsh's departure from the Pacers and into the hands of New York Fricks (combining a Scrubs' slang word and Knicks to create a non-combative derogatory word about the team I despise the most in all the land). We'll miss ya Donnie, but I wish you the worst of luck possible and you're dead to me.

Turns out The Beatles overestimated how many holes there would be in Blackburn this year. They counted 3,600. Will it still fill the Albert Hall?

You tube...no, you're a tube (twice)
It's a 2-fer edition today with a brief video featuring a sweet-ass beer pong table (Joel, what the hell? How did you not make this?).

Also, in the first blog post on this site we featured the Jimmy Kimmel and Sarah Silverman videos. Well, someone has made it for Obama and Clinton. Hilarious indeed.