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Imponderable #86: Phoenix Arizona

22 Mar

March 22, 2013

I am a sports fan. (Except for basketball. Other than the pick and roll I have no patience for a game that goes an hour, the teams score over a hundred points, and a game is typically won by les than ten points. Seems to me this could have been decided in ten minutes. Even hard-core fans tell you that the first half, if not first three quarters, are a waste of time.)

Baseball is my game, followed by hockey. Living in New York, I can tell you that there is no better sports experience than seeing the Rangers at Madison Square Garden. Even if the Hockey Ron-jays (any Steve Sommers fans out there?) getting blown out there is no better place to watch a game. Soon the Islanders are moving to my neck of the woods (Brooklyn) but I’m still going to be loyal to the Broadway Blues.

A lot better than being a Phoenix Coyotes fan.

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I wish more businesses operated that way. Mayor/Mommy/Asshat Bloomberg wants to ban big sodas? Why bother? Just make it more profitable for the big soda companies to not sell soda. Assault weapon ban? Why? Just pay the gun companies to not sell guns. Think of all the money they’d save when they could close all those factories.

I have been not selling guns for years. Time for me to make some money at it. Come to think of it, I have also not been putting a hockey team on the ice either. Why should Phoenix get all the cash? Pay me for not putting on a hockey game.

This is America. Most people get paid by the government for not working anyway. Why should the Coyotes be any different?

The question is Imponderable.

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Fun With Teh Internets: Quick Hits

28 Jan

January 28, 2013

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I’m contractually obligated to Mr. B for one page of stuff per week. This week, I couldn’t quite put all of the rage I feel into one coherent piece, so I’m taking the easy way out and going all stream of consciousness and stuff…..ok, I’m half-assing it really, but let’s all be honest here – my full-assed efforts probably aren’t much better!

This Commercial Annoys Me….

Let’s get this straight.  The flying waitresses are incredulous about…… a phone app. NOT a talking, intelligent pig. About an app that is actually so common, everyone has at least one.  Some commercials are so stupid as to insult the viewer. This is one such commercial. You can ask Mr. Blog, I often watch commercials so mind-numbingly stupid that I basically put a fatwah on everyone involved with it in any way.

 Speaking of Annoying….
Nobody ruins a baseball game like FOX.  ESPN is close, but FOX sets the bar lowest. And the main reason for that is loudmouth Tim McCarver. I’ve never listened to anyone as unknowledgeable about baseball as him, and that includes Joe Morgan and my 3 yr. old cousin. There’s a reason he was fired by BOTH the Mets and Yanks. I remember one inane thing he must’ve said about twenty times during the ’85 season – something he thought was the height of wit. “Why do we drive on parkways and park on driveways?” To which I always answered the television with “die.”  I plan on outliving this clown for spite.

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What I’m Watching….

They may not look like much, but these are REAL men. They gave up their lives and families and basically headed to Alaska to strike it rich mining for gold:

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Of course, these guys are also kind of screw-ups in a lot of ways. They don’t know what they’re doing so it’s always one problem or another with them. That said, it’s fascinating to watch the process, the machinery, and just to see how much effort goes into finding even one ounce of precious, precious gold. And “Dakota Fred” – a crusty old miner who doesn’t take any guff – makes this show. Highly recommended!

Most Hardcore Father Ever….

MR. BTR SAYS: Keyes better stop ripping off my Imponderable gimmick!

MR. BTR SAYS: Keyes better stop ripping off my Imponderable gimmick!

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2258877/Chinese-father-hires-virtual-hitman-kill-son-online-games–job.html

It’s not quite what you think. Basically, poor Mr. Feng’s son was a layabout no-account lazy bum who wouldn’t tear himself away from his video games long enough to get a job. So he did what any loving father would do: hired better players to constantly find his son’s presence online and kill him straightaway on the premise that if he kept getting pwn3d like a noob, he’d quit and find a job and become productive member of the ruling party.  Of course, the plan didn’t work out, but it was a worthy try. I’d have just smashed the computer myself, but Dif’rent Strokes (RIP Conrad Bain) and such.

What I’m Reading….

Books? What are those?????