Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Lyrics I Love

Till I collapse, I’m spilling these raps long as you feel 'em
Till the day that I drop, you'll never say that I'm not killin' 'em
Cause when I am not, then I am stop pennin' 'em
And I am not hip-hop, and I’m just not Eminem.
Subliminal thoughts, when I'm stop sending 'em?
Women are caught in webs, spin 'em and hauk venom
Adrenaline shots of penicillin could not get the illin' to stop.
Amoxacilin is just not real enough.
The criminal, cop killin', hip-hop villan, a minimal swap to cop millions of Pac listeners.
Your coming with me, feel it or not.
You’re gonna fear it like I showed you the spirit of God lives in us.
You hear it a lot, lyrics to shock.
Is it a miracle or am I just a product of pop fizzing up?


"Till I Collapse"
-By the GOAT, Eminem.

The Next One....

All those who grew up in the 80s, stand up and be counted:

Monday, March 30, 2009

Cheney Death Squads

Sounds like something the South Park guys would dream up, right?

Not so much:

The Bush administration established a secret special operations unit unmonitored by Congress with authority to assassinate high-value targets in as many as a dozen countries, New Yorker reporter Seymour Hersh told CNN Monday.

A former Cheney aide denied the claim.


What has America become under these people?

Thursday, March 26, 2009

And the Football Fans Say....




Amen.

More games that count, perhaps as early as August 2011? That's exactly what NFL commissioner Roger Goodell wants.

There are several hurdles before the league can expand its regular season from 16 to 17 or 18 games. Among them is reaching a new collective bargaining agreement with the players' union.

Still, Goodell hopes to present a proposal to the owners in May after the matter was discussed at length this week at the NFL Annual Meeting.


God bless 'im.

Press Conference 2

Just over two months into the Obama Presidency he's just completed his second prime time press conference. By comparison, his two predecessors each had four over eight years. What does that tell you?

What was more interesting is the questions that were asked, or not asked. NO Iraq. No Afghanistan. You couldn't have imagined such a presser a year ago.

Times have changed.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Not CGI, Folks...



(An undersea volcano erupts off the coast of Tonga, sending plumes of smoke and steam into the air.)

Can you imagine what that sounded like? KABOOM!!!!!!

Lyrics I Love

This is the face that stones you cold
This is the moment that needs to breathe
These are the claws that scratch these wounds
This is the pain that never leaves
This is the tongue that whips you down
This is the burden of every man
These are the screams that pierce your skin
This is the voice of silence no more


From Metallica's "Some Kind Of Monster"

Monday, March 23, 2009

News Everyone Can Enjoy...

How'd you like to have the Roots as your house band?

Sunday, March 22, 2009

My God, Thats Funny....

And you thought you had self control issues...

Friday, March 20, 2009

....His Boy, Leroy

Finally.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

A Dog I Would Have Liked To Meet

Jim the Wonder Dog:

Born in Louisiana in 1925, Jim displayed signs of extremely high intelligence. He was able to pick out colors a person was wearing, although dogs are apparently color-blind. He could pick out a car by its owner, color, make, or license plate number.

Jim became a hunting dog who knew which fields contained birds and which ones didn't. Mr. VanArsdale would let Jim choose the field in which to hunt and he was never disappointed.

Jim was examined at the University of Missouri by a group of veterinarians and scientists. Results of the examination were normal. He responded to their requests given in Italian, French, German and Spanish. He was taken before a Greek class and given several requests in Greek which he successfully answered. Jim picked the winner in the 1936 World Series. He correctly predicted that Roosevelt would be re-elected in 1936. He also correctly picked the winner in the Kentucky Derby for seven years. And most amazingly, he could predict accurately the sex of an unborn infant.

The Wonder Dog died on March 18, 1937 and was buried in a cemetery in Marshall. A small white stone was erected over his grave bearing the inscription "Jim, the Wonder Dog."


More amazing dogs here.

Dolphin Bubble Rings

We still have a lot to learn:

Saturday, March 14, 2009

A Song for Saturday



Once in my life I want to write a song that I like as much as this one. Then I can die happy.

Monday, March 9, 2009

Happy Monday

It may be monday, but at least you weren't struck by a truck that was struck by a train today, right?



The guy, you'll be happy to learn, sustained only minor injuries.

Saturday, March 7, 2009

Ouch

OK. I first saw this video on the web over 10 years ago and have never forgotten it. Its funny every time. Just think of all the things that had to go just right(or wrong) for this to happen to this poor kid...

A Song for Saturday




Metallica.

After 20 plus years, they still can show you why they're the best.

Friday, March 6, 2009

What Bush Did.

You wouldn't believe it unless you read it yourself:

We may not have realized it at the time, but in the period from late 2001 to January 19, 2009, this country was a dictatorship. The constitutional rights we learned about in high school civics were suspended. That was thanks to secret memos crafted deep inside the Justice Department that effectively trashed the Constitution. What we know now is likely the least of it.


The man actually believed he had the right to suspend the constitution. Suspend the constitution!!!

There are no words.

More here.

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Come on people...



I know I have more than 5 people reading this blog. Become a follower. Upper right hand corner.

You'll feel better about yourself once you do...

Guess Who's Back!



Not only is the worlds best rapper dropping a new album this year, he's dropping two:

Does Eminem know how to make a comeback or does he know how to make a comeback? He's giving his patient fans more than what they bargained for. Interscope Records announced Thursday (March 5) that Slim Shady is dropping two albums this year, Relapse and Relapse 2.

"A lot of people were expecting Relapse to drop last year," Eminem said in the press release. "I was one of them. Then Dre and I went back in the studio in September for a few days, and that turned into six months. We were on such a roll; we wound up with a ton of new music produced by Dre. Putting out Relapse 2 will let everyone get all of the best stuff."


Joy.

TO, looking for work, again...




I feel bad for Mr. Terrell Owens. The man is supremely talented and for that reason has been given multiple chances to reinvent himself. My theory is that he is an emotionally disturbed person with deep insecurity that is easily inflamed. I've seen a few news items on his upbringing and so on that make it a reasonable assumption. Once you get to the level he has gotten to, where people pay millions for your services and the media and your fans can't seem to get enough of you, it tends to stifle the environment needed for healing and emotional growth. So, we have a man-child. One that no one seems to be able to tolerate for very long. And it seems like his career may never recover:

A random survey of NFL teams Thursday, one day after the Cowboys released Terrell Owens, revealed next to no interest in the mercurial wide receiver. Ten receiver-needy teams were contacted, and these are the responses that filtered in throughout the day:

“Never,” from one team.

“T.O. leaves too much carnage wherever he plays,” from another.

And the most damning comment came from another receiver-needy team, in which one executive compared Owens to Barry Bonds and how people in this league “don’t want (jerks). He could wind up sitting out the same way Barry did.”

Forget about a big-money deal. It appears Owens will be fortunate to simply get a deal.

Now Dallas is willing to have $9.675 million count against its salary cap for Owens not to be there. That is as damning as any words any executive issued Thursday.


Ouch.

Good luck, TO.

Get Excited

Its time:

The Flu Got Me

Sorry, I've been out of it. I've been sick.

I'll try to get back on the horse soon...

Monday, March 2, 2009

Happy Monday

At least this has never happened to you:



More incredible ice-cream stealing birds here.