29.4.09

Pulling a VC

You know friends, in life we all go through some hard times, sometimes externally brought on, sometimes internally brought on. And it's hard and trying, and you wonder jeez how am I ever going to get through this. I just want it to stop. I want a new life, a new world, this old one sucks.

And at this crucial juncture point, you may be tempted to "Pull a Vince Carter."

Named after Vince Carter, because he so fabulously admitted to playing like complete shit in Toronto in order to get traded, sent out of town. This guy was loved. But he hated his town. He hated his job. He hated his team, but he definitely loved himself. Dude, betrayed his team, his friends, his fans, and then went back to being Vinsanity when he got to the Nets. I still can't believe he admitted to tanking himself. Who does that?

Anyway. When life is in the shitter, don't go to the darkside. Don't "Pull a Vince Carter." You'll be happier later, and your fans won't throw shit at you. (And yes, we do have fans, although you probably shouldn't call this to their faces, or you'll get slapped, like a lot.)

16.4.09

Open Letter to the Editor

LETTER TO THE EDITOR:
"You do not write on your blog in weeks. I open
my Google reader this morning and see that you
have written on said blog. With some interest, I
open said blog reader and then I am sadly
disappointed in said blog. It says nothing important.
It's not funny or profound or thought inspiring or
interesting - it's just words - Boring! I stopped writing
my grant proposal and wasted 30 seconds for that.
Note to Will: a take two on writing said blog must occur
soonish.
Rachel"

EDITORIAL RESPONSE:

John Madden Retiring is a big deal. Big Deal. And now it may take me weeks to write again, because god only knows how hard it is to find something interesting to write about. Sheesh. Now I feel pressure. Thanks.

A Sad Day

No, it's not sad because I've finally decided to blog again.

It's a sad day because John Mdden has retired from broadcasting. I've been busting his chops for a few years, because his announcing skills had gone down to the point where he was almost a caricature of his old self, but I still loved the old guy.

Adios John Madden.