Entries from August 2007

August 31, 2007

The boy(s) ain’t right

My youngest nephew, bless his heart, tries. He really does.
But when you’ve coasted by this long on your cuteness, both in terms of looks and behavior, why should something as trivial as school matter?

At top, young Kevin. Above, young Jon (in the middle, wearing the Colts shirt).
The sad thing is, they say he’s just [...]

August 29, 2007

Batman, forever

A piece of my childhood closed Tuesday night.
Well, maybe not my childhood; more like my late pre-pubescent years (although, being a late bloomer, I guess it could very well be considered just pre-pubescent and scrap the “late”).
Either way, I finally saw Batman on the big screen.
It only took 18 years to happen.

August 26, 2007

Things you cannot say in the NFL (do not click on this blog if you are easily offended; seriously, this post is filthy)

I recently broke one of my own long-standing rules of adulthood – I bought a jersey.
Actually, I bought two.
I would be ashamed of myself, but a) I liked them; and b) I’m probably still a long way from being an actual adult (at least in terms of emotional development), so I figured it was [...]

August 24, 2007

Lose with the language, aka Even the loosers

This guy probably wishes he’d had someone glance over his handiwork. Well, looking at him, probably not.
We all make mistakes with language. Our grammar can be spotty, our words can be misspelled, our meanings can be confused.
This doesn’t make it any easier, however, to accept some of the abuses placed upon the English language. [...]

August 22, 2007

You have questions? I have answers (and not just 42)

As part of my daily routine, I check out the Lexington Herald-Leader’s online edition to scour the headlines and see if anything jumps out at me. I also use this time as an excuse to read the paper’s blogs, particularly those dedicated to the worlds of entertainment and pop culture.
On Monday, Rich Copley offered this [...]

August 19, 2007

Meer-ly a great ad campaign

I’ve never watched this show. Based on this ad, I really might have to start doing so. The only reason I have skipped it thus far is because I’m afraid I will find it horribly addictive. I am, after all, a complete and total sucker for animals doing cute things, as evidenced earlier this year [...]

August 15, 2007

Don’t mess with texts

Text messaging is trying to ruin my life, one mismatched message at a time.
A few weeks ago, Katie, who was in Arizona visiting her family, sent me a
text message saying she was getting frustrated with a woman who was
talking to her mom. Apparently, this woman, who barely knows the
family, stopped by and was just going [...]

August 12, 2007

Lollapalooza 2007: Sex (or at least penis jokes), drugs and rock and roll

Day Three
The third and final day of the festival really turned out to be about one thing: staying rested for Pearl Jam. On each of the previous days, by the last show of the night, our lower bodies were hurting so bad that we didn’t stay to the end of the concerts. This wasn’t about [...]

August 10, 2007

Lollapalooza 2007: Now this really is what I call music

Day Two
Cory had been telling us to make certain to see Matt & Kim, who up until about a month ago I thought were just two of his high school friends who had a myspace page. The schedule, however, threw us off because one version said they were playing on the stage prior to Pete [...]

August 8, 2007

Lollapalooza 2007: What about Bob?

Day One
Lollapalooza 2007 got off to a sad start.
Not 10 minutes into the first act of the first day, The Fratellis, someone behind us asked the question that, if not on everyone’s mind, was certainly on mine: “Where’s Beatle Bob?”
A festival just isn’t a festival without Beatle Bob’s manic dance moves, primarily made up of [...]