So, I'm back. We'll try to be faster with the next update. It's been busy, what with a bidding war for this blog. Yeah, just kidding. Felt like playing the LeBron card. Trust me, no one has desired me enough to fly half way across the country to kiss my ass in quite some time.
Umm, so let's see. Sports world, well, it's LeBron and it's World Cup. Shame the Americans went out the way they did, but you have a weak back line, that's going to happen. The final should be excellent, and I have little doubt that Spain will win it all as they've been the best international team for quite awhile now. Still, my orange loving heart goes out to the Dutch, who I hope pull the upset.
Personal life, which I'm sure is riveting to all of you out there, has been quiet. Got out with people the other weekend. Wasn't half bad. I'll have to consider doing more of that in the future, but only with careful screening like this last time. Can't let any boring people come along. They try my patience.
One thing I noticed, and this is going to be a bit ranty, but I was watching some trashy televsion late one night (Leverage, kind of a brilliant 80's retread on TNT. Imagine the A-Team, but with Timothy Hutton and a hot english chick playing the George Peppard/Dirk Benedict roles. Well worth the time to check)...ANYWAY (yeah, I stole that from Klosterman. Bite me.) I'm watching the TV and they're running these PSA's about underage drinking. Warning parents to talk to their kids and stop them drinking early, which is fine and dandy, I fully support that concept. But they were aiming the ads as if to say we needed to do so while the kids were in like 6th or 7th grade. The stat they kept flashing was that "40% of kids drink before 8th grade". Now, granted, that number isn't small. But it's still LESS THAN HALF. That means, of course, that your kid is less likely to be drinking before 8th grade than he or she is downing fifths of JD behind Gas and Gulp on Saturday nights. So if you talk to your kids about this, the odds are much higher all you're going to do is embarass them and make life difficult in an already weird ass time in a child's life. Just my two cents. Any parents read this, embarass the crap out of your children. My parents did it to me, and I turned out great.
So I'd say that rant will conclude this update. We'll be back in a couple weeks when I have more thoughts to discuss. Maybe something about literature.
