Saturday, May 31, 2008
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Tired, old, lead footed, disinterested, unclutch.
Theeeeeeeeeeeeeeese are your 2008 San Antonio Spuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurs!
Thursday, May 22, 2008
English Invasion and Russia's Response
The championship of the European Premier Football League was held in Moscow on May 21. It was a HUGE deal. Russia suspended the visa mandate for Brits coming for the match. They only need show round trip air tickets, a ticket to the game and a valid passport in order to be allowed in the country. I wish it was that easy for us! Oh yeah, Man U beat Chelsea but that's beside the point.
In today's Moscow Times a rather funny blurb appeared about how a Russian Newspaper called "Izvestia" provided an aid to Moscovites dealing with the sometimes rowdy British footbal fans. I'll quote the paper just as they wrote it:
Other fans seemed to have drunk Moscow's bars dry, too. In the walkways outside Luzhniki stadium, English supporters overcome either by emotion or alcohol stumbled and relieved themselves against the nearby fences.
The scene might have sent nearby Muscovites searching for the day's edition of Izvestia, which carried a brief English-language primer for dealing with the visitors in its sports section, including the request: "Sir, don't piss on the grass, please. Pushkin and Dostoevsky used to walk here," complete with a phonetic transliteration.
You might not but I found this hilarious...
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Favorite Movies That I'll Watch Time and Time and Time and Time and Time and Time Again
I'll stop just about anything anytime anywhere to watch School of Rock. It is a classic!!!
Sunday, May 04, 2008
Don't Believe the Hype
He Wants His Rights!
"Student Vinicios Robacher, 15, said in March he was preparing to file a lawsuit against school officials in Danbury, Conn., over an ear injury. Robacher said that, while he had his head down, sleeping in class, the teacher slapped his desk so hard with her palm, to wake him, that he still has constant pain."
Hmmmm. My Junior High math teacher (a wonderful, Godly man actually) used to slap his yard stick on his desk whenever he saw us dozing in class. It would always cause one or two kids to scream out who were asleep in class and more than a few of us dreaming about this weekend's game to immediately whip back in our chairs risking, I'm sure, some kind of chiropractic malfunction. At least "way back then" he never nor would the school he worked for ever consider this a questionable act in the least. Oh my how times are a changin'.
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