Yesterday, I talked about going to a reunion. Today, I present “The Reunion.” Normally, I put funny things found on YouTube up on Saturdays. I’m doing it differently this time since I am the star of this particular feature. It’s some class project directed by the Z-Man. Even if you know me, you may have a hard time recognizing me without the additional 40 pounds I’m sporting now and the goofy haircut I had back then.
“Fun Fact: Nothing typed by somebody’s thumbs has ever been important.”
A good time this weekend as Eric gathered together some friends from high school for a swell little get-together yesterday.
Friends from the teenage years, Eric and Jessica, hosted a mini-high school reunion at their place in Columbus. People came from all over the state to reminice, catch up, and eat. None so more than me. I had a good helping of hamburger, hot dog, and chicken.
On that note, I did notice something about those in attendance. Other than some updated fashions, the females looked pretty much like they did when I saw them roaming the halls of AWHS. The guys on the other hand? Most of us had a little less hair and a little more belly. Myself definitely included.
Some missed opportunities on my part. I didn’t take a lot of pictures, and didn’t get any of me with folks that I hadn’t seen in years and may not see again in that long. I sure hope someone else got more than my meager collection. Also, I didn’t make sure that everyone knew of this blog and it’s potential to keep folks in touch without having to pack up the family and travel. Never a bad idea to pub away on your website. Right?
But the cookout was a big success so it just might be a regular occurrence. If Eric’s grilling again, me and my belly are in!
“It appears as though we will be required to ignite the midnight petroleum.”
But something big happened this week. This image here became my most popular image. Out of my thousand-plus pictures, this is the one that some Flickr forumula considers the “most interesting.”
It used to be the one I put up earlier this week that had the sign I created for NCAA Football. That made sense, since it had been viewed the most times. Even though this picture has been viewed 1/7th less, it’s considered most interesting for some reason.
I could try to figure out the reason why, but that sounds like it would involve math.
“I thought he was dead.”
“Yeah? I guess you ain’t been to too many supermarket openings lately.”
For those who have been dying to hear me on my radio show, and I know there’s lots of you,I have good news. Finally. Sure, it’s been almost a year since Unabated Sports went on the air but we finally got around to podcasting. We had a lot of help folks from the Cincinnati Sports web site who run their own great haven for opinions on Reds, Bengals, Bearcats, and lots of other things that influence folks in the Queen City. They have created an Unabated Sports podcasting page. You can download some parts of our radio shows there. We’re working on putting up more. Also, we’re trying to stream live audio so you can listen in LIVE!
We’ve had some big guests in the last couple months including Bengals quarterback Carson Palmer, former UC basketball coach Bob Huggins, and lots of local athletes who’ve made good. And tonight, we’re getting to talk to Babe Ruth! Even if you don’t like sports, we occassionally get off-topic and talk about stuff that might even interest you.
More changes are on the way. As technological improvements become available, I’ll keep you updated. But keep checking out Unabated Sports and Cincinnati Sports for further updates.
Lisa and I were looking to enjoy eating dinner at one of the places in Newport on the Levee. When we arrived, we asked to eat outside. We were told “45 minutes.” Never mind then, how about inside? “45 minutes” was the response in a “are you deaf or stupid” tone of voice and expression.
I can see why there was such a long wait. I mean, look at that picture of a packed place! Large parties of empty chairs can really keep a restaurant staff busy.
“You can’t feed this stuff to people. It’ll cause… Death!”
I started my own Flickr group dedicated to the Create-A-Sign function in EA Sports NCAA Football. It’s a neat little thing where you can have your fans hold up certain signs when you do something on the field. For example, when I throw a TD pass, my fans held up some of the lyrics from the Firefly TV show. I figured with the 2007 version of the game coming out, it was a perfect time to show off some of the original things that players with mad skills and way too much time on their hands would come up with to motivate their team to victory. If you have any, please take a picture of them and put them in this group. It’s very lonely there right now.
Ever since I was a kid, there’s this thing the Reds do on their scoreboard that just bugs the crap out of me. Maybe I’m looking more into this than I should but it just wigs me out to no end. And believe it or not, it’s not even the image you see above that creeps me out. Although, that does, too.
The scenario begins with a human-sized hot dog-thing, in a bun and wearing a cap, sliding into a base under the tag of a baseball player. And the following conversation ensues between the umpire and the baseball player:
Ump: Yer… a hot dog?
Player: You’re blind! That’s a smoked sausage!
Ump: I call ‘em like I see ‘em and that’s a hot dog!
Player: Smoked Sausage!
Ump: Hot Dog!
Player: Smoked Sausage!
Ump: Hot Do… GULP!
At this point, the player takes the smoked sausage and stuffs it into the umpire’s mouth. Then he sees the light and realizes, yes, it was a smoked sausage.
Am I the only one bothered that the umpire just ate the baserunner!?!? One minute, he’s sliding into second base. The next: he’s being digested by the man who was supposed to call him safe. I mean, isn’t that some violation of ethics if umpires can begin devouring ball players?
And how the hell did the smoked sausage get to be so big and learn the intricacies of a complicated game like baseball? Might this be the start of a terrifying planet of the smoked sausages?
“You take a chance getting up in the morning, crossing the street or sticking your face in a fan.”
Yeah, I know this has pretty much already made the rounds. But it is really damn funny and was even referenced by Flickr when their site went down the other night. When John Stewart and the folks at the Daily Show are on, there ain’t much better TV out there.
“That might’ve sounded more like something you might hear from a crazy old man at an airport bar at 3:00 a.m.”
