keep your expectations low and i will rise to the occasion.


Saturday, March 20, 2010

northern iowa... you have ruined my bracket. im dedicating my b.a.c. tonight to your treachery.

kansas... how could you let that happen... botch.

time for the super sweet 16!!

so far, im 26 for 32 and ranked number 1 in my buddy's pool. booya baby!! i have only one game in the sweet 16 that i lost the winner meaning i have the chance of going 15 for 16 in the sweet 16.

currently watching the villanova vs st. mary's game. another fantastic game in this tournament. my brother has st mary's winning and i have villanova... there is a silent tension in the room.

i love the ncaa tournament... every game is crucial. i cant get enough.

in other news...

my mom's not actually on facebook but if she was, it might feel a little something like this...

Friday, March 19, 2010

friday's random music video vol. VIII

in honor of the awesome weather cause damn if it aint gorgeous outside right now... i knew i wanted to put up a fightstar song but i went with the this one because of the allusion to warmth. its 70 degrees out people. go outside and soak it up!! ps im posting this from my deck in the sunshine.

fightstar - "mercury summer"

Thursday, March 18, 2010

ncaa tourney - day 1: im soooo excited.

big news: i won the first game. odu over notre dame! i'm 1 for 1!! batting 1000. if you took a random sample of the games decided and how many times i've won, it would be 100% wins for me. im awesome.

ok now come on byu, time to turn those gators into luggage and send em packing!! and hi villanova? yeah... you are playing bob morris college. stop messing around please. thank you.

the mad science of bracketology

i love filling out brackets, paying money to join multiple pools and pretending like ive been paying attention to college basketball all season just because i watched espn this morning. i filled out my brackets last night after 2am using nothing more than intuition and my own bias towards schools i like and ones i dont... arbitrary in its own right since i have never been to most of these schools. another tactic i employed last night was thinking historically. so teams that normally choke... even though none of the players remain from their banner 1998 season that ended in dissappointment, i still hold a grudge after i had them in the final four and they lost first round.

so, look for me to talk trash across the next 4 weeks but i did want to clarify that im actually quite full of shit when it comes to college basketball.

kansas baby!! how do i know they are gonna win!? because they have a pretty mascot!

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

the only holiday you remember the morning after more than the day itself

happy st. patrick's day to one and all!

this is a big day... probably one of the biggest days... that those who love it the most... remember it the least. and on the flip side, those that hate today... vividly remember spending the night yelling at drunkards pissing in their yard.

i get a little nostalgic about my past st. patrick's day. i group them into grade school periods of time.

k-2nd grade - the green feet taped all over the school. follow them to get the leprechaun! (that was before i saw the movie, the leprechaun in third grade one night on cinemax and became deathly afraid of leprechauns). back then, i just wanted to be one of the kids in the lucky charms commercials.

3rd-6th grade - lets make shamrocks! lets eat green cookies! lets decorate the classroom with as much green as possible! those were the days. i loved elementary school. and while i was awkward, embarrassing and rocked a janet reno-esque look proudly (different gender... but the hair and glasses... identical), st. patty's was the great equalizer because all you had to do was be able to make a kick ass shamrock and you were money. for the day.

7th-11th - pinched. punched. pushed. the three p's. somehow, you were protected if you were wearing green. and for me, someone who loves wearing green, each year it seemed to slip my mind to set out my st. patrick's day protective clothing. i tried the green boxers thing... but that just meant a wedgie, the realization that i was not, in fact, wearing green boxers and then a punch.

12th grade - boom goes the dynamite. the loss of innocence. time to discover what this holiday is really all about. peal away the leprechaun cardboard cut outs and the green construction paper... and ladies and gentleman, you had booze. all it needed was one kid to have the lucky fortune of having their parents leave town for a week and forget to lock the liquor cabinet. and there you have it, my first st. pattys day party. green drinks, green hats, green beads, and of course the blue and red lights towards the end. nothing like excessive force to thwart excessive underage drinking.

college - maybe you wore green... maybe you wore the same thing from the night before... maybe you ended up wearing nothing running around campus... whatever you did or did not wear, you drank. not because you wanted to or because your undying admiration for the miracles performed by st. patrick, but because you live for the true college experience that is waking up at 7am and taking shots, keg stands before lunch, drunk lunch consisting of fried foods, afternoon adventures (stumbling) around campus, "the nap" aka "the sleep where you fall" and of course the big party with beads and costumes and enough alcohol to last several hours of constant consumption. the best part is this was all usually in the middle of the week! "is it a thursday!? is a monday?!" it didnt matter what midterms you had or papers that were due, it took precedent. march 17th... and lets be honest, most of the 18th as well, were shot or... should i say, shots. hah!

the real world - parties are now extended happy hours. the green beads have been traded in for green button downs and the classic kitschy neck tie with a leprechaun and his pot of gold on it. however, im always impressed by those 9-5ers who show up to work every other day of the year like they own the place but on march 18th... they stumble in like a mack truck just played ping pong with them on the way to work. if they even come in to work at all!! i love it. "go big or go home" they say all night, calling shenanigans on anyone calling it a night before 11pm. and then they come in the next day reeking of booze. the saying becomes just "go home."

so many memories... and trust me, that's with me unable to access quite a few. so have fun today/tonight celebrating the one alcohol's biggest day. haha and major props to those who are already drunk! you are the true champions of this holiday.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

go tribe!! (part 2)

w&m is going to kick unc's ass tonight!

i know its just the n.i.t. but i'd rather watch w&m make it to the semifinals of one tournament that is slightly less awesome than getting rocked in the first round by a three seed.

catch the game tonight on espn at 9:30pm...

g - onna
o - bliterate

t - he
r - ams
i - n
b - lue*
e - birt-style!**

* - tar heels' mascot is a ram... and they wear blue.
** - ebirt, tribe backwards, was the glow worm mascot that used to march up and down the field during games and make all opponents shake out of... laughter.