Well greetings all, another wonderful bitterly cool day in the northern part of the province, and thankfully it still smells like fresh air. Yes that's right no pollution baby, no pollution.
Anyways in news, Chuck is home safe and sound, and I'm not talking about sports this post... mostly because my life has been me in bed or me going to class, less time to worry about pity things known as sports... damn you northern sickness damn you... okay so basically I've recovered.
But the meaning of the post is the attached video. I've become quite the fan of the Colbert Report and the Daily Show, and well a few nights ago I just happened to walk downstairs in time for this fantastic report of Stephen's Eagle... and well I can't stop watching it without laughing everytime. So I hope you all enjoy.
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Friday, September 15, 2006
Chuck Thunked
Greetings all,
Well I want to congratulate Chuck for being the first male visitor to come up and visit me in Thunder Bay. Yes he now has that distinction, probobly for the better for him, the man last time I checked was looking for more back pills than leave it to beaver reruns... it's what happens when you travel, you get stiff body parts, sadly he is learning the lesson the hardway.
Sort of like Mr. Constantine, who sadly got suspended for one of the most creative ideas ever in terms of punishment. In hockey when you suck, and it can happen, usually the coach will make you do sucides for half an hour or so after the game, well apparently Mr. Constantine went to the university of creativity and tweaked it a bit... instead of any type of physical punishment, he went for the mental punishment. Instead of exerting oneself after a game even more he feed them dinner, instead of wasting lots of time and getting less sleep, therefore worst recovery, he drove them home right away. So you may ask, what's wrong with this picture, well it's simple, during that whole time they had to wear there hockey equipment. Yes hockey equipment stinks, and yes it's probobly slightly unsanitary to be eating food in your equipment (wonder if they went to an upscale restaurant, or maybe a Chucky Cheese, the guys could have played video games, or played in the ball pit, think of the fun it would be to play in the ball pit with hockey equipment on, diving at each other and all). But the point is, he was creative and I salute him, atleast he thought of something different, now if only we could get governments to think like that rather than the same old same old.
Anyways onto furthur business at hand, hockey starts, and sadly I don't care yet. The Tigers have almost blown up and giving up there lead, until they decided to come out and pull a Barcelona and win 17-2. But then again they might have just blown all there runs for the next year.
UEFA has started up it's round robin play in champions league, not much to report other than the fact that Real Madrid, is Real Madrid, lack of defense. Man U needs to teach Saha how to jump, apparently he doesn't know how too at all... poor guy, must be his unatheletic french ability.
Anyways just a quick update... cause Constantine is a wonder.
Watch out for Chuck, he'll be different after T-Bay
Well I want to congratulate Chuck for being the first male visitor to come up and visit me in Thunder Bay. Yes he now has that distinction, probobly for the better for him, the man last time I checked was looking for more back pills than leave it to beaver reruns... it's what happens when you travel, you get stiff body parts, sadly he is learning the lesson the hardway.
Sort of like Mr. Constantine, who sadly got suspended for one of the most creative ideas ever in terms of punishment. In hockey when you suck, and it can happen, usually the coach will make you do sucides for half an hour or so after the game, well apparently Mr. Constantine went to the university of creativity and tweaked it a bit... instead of any type of physical punishment, he went for the mental punishment. Instead of exerting oneself after a game even more he feed them dinner, instead of wasting lots of time and getting less sleep, therefore worst recovery, he drove them home right away. So you may ask, what's wrong with this picture, well it's simple, during that whole time they had to wear there hockey equipment. Yes hockey equipment stinks, and yes it's probobly slightly unsanitary to be eating food in your equipment (wonder if they went to an upscale restaurant, or maybe a Chucky Cheese, the guys could have played video games, or played in the ball pit, think of the fun it would be to play in the ball pit with hockey equipment on, diving at each other and all). But the point is, he was creative and I salute him, atleast he thought of something different, now if only we could get governments to think like that rather than the same old same old.
Anyways onto furthur business at hand, hockey starts, and sadly I don't care yet. The Tigers have almost blown up and giving up there lead, until they decided to come out and pull a Barcelona and win 17-2. But then again they might have just blown all there runs for the next year.
UEFA has started up it's round robin play in champions league, not much to report other than the fact that Real Madrid, is Real Madrid, lack of defense. Man U needs to teach Saha how to jump, apparently he doesn't know how too at all... poor guy, must be his unatheletic french ability.
Anyways just a quick update... cause Constantine is a wonder.
Watch out for Chuck, he'll be different after T-Bay
Saturday, September 09, 2006
Ron Mexico Appreciation Day
Yes, that's right, an appreciation day is a well deserved day for Ron Mexico. And me and the guys couldn't think of a better day to do it then today. We have designated it as Ron Mexico Appreciation Day. For those of you who don't know Ron Mexico, I'll have to fill you in, firstly the name is an alias that was used by Micheal Vick and NFL Quarterback for the Atlanta Flacons. Who allegedly used the alias down in Mexico while he was on vacation. Sadly during the visit, he ended up giving some poor girl herpes, and apparently forgot to tell her before hand that this had happened. Hence the legend of Ron Mexico.So in appreciation of his efforts, a party has been born. A party that will include the following, tequilla (as the mexican drink of choice), mexican food (hot and spicy), and friends (minus hopefully any idea of herpes being transmitted to anyone)... yes we don't condone herpes transmission. Also there will be no Ron Mexico Jr. antics allowed either, no guns, no robbing 15 year kids, and no stomping on people's legs trying to break them. Just good clean celebrating times.
So as the Mexican's would say
OLE
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Thunked in T-Bay
That's Thunked,
Okay so the catch phrase hasn't caught on yet, no worries not even in my mind yet either, maybe it's a matter of time, or maybe I should just go with the classy Run you fucking dinosaur run phrase... or then again another kick at the can does just well enough.
Speaking of another kick at the can, Marco Van Basten is lucky that he gets to continue to coach the Dutch soccer team. Rumour had it, Co Adrienese, a Dutch coach that coaches the club team FC Porto was waiting on the wings if the Dutch had squeked out another 1-0 affair in there Euro 2008 qualifications. Thankfully for Van Basten and FC Porto a coaching change won't happen so soon... mind you I would have liked to see FC Porto try find another coach.
Well the US Open is getting to the grand finale, the big match up of Nadal and Federer is still on track. But no matter who wins this open it will forever be known as Agassi's swan song, and I have to say I enjoyed every minute he was on the court. He played with heart and determination, and with 23000 noisy New Yorkers behind him you would have thought you were at a soccer match. So thanks Agassi for the memories, I know my favourite will always be the time you got angry at your opponent at the US Open and decided to lob every ball he hit at you... as much as you didn't win every point it was just so funny to watch, oh and before I forget pretending to not throw the ball properly was funny as well.
Okay the pink taco, which probobly has gotten my favourite possible name for a football stadium, and leave it to my new fav. team, the Arizona Buzzsaw errr Cardinals. You'll be seeing me get my Leinart Hilton jersey shortly, or the every so popular Leinart's baby jersey, thank you USC basketball player for getting knocked up. Now if only Fred Smoot would come to the Buzzsaw that team would be complete.
In other news, I'm back in Thunder Bay, getting my life organized and setting myself up for an interesting year of classes, I'll update you more on that later, once I figure what I'm doing with my life... which sadly at this point I have no idea again. But never fear I'm signed up for a bunch of classes and we will see where the world takes me.
Back on the air hopefully this Sunday from 8 to 10pm on www.luradio.ca, I'll let you know if anything should change.
Take care all
Hup Holland Hup
Okay so the catch phrase hasn't caught on yet, no worries not even in my mind yet either, maybe it's a matter of time, or maybe I should just go with the classy Run you fucking dinosaur run phrase... or then again another kick at the can does just well enough.
Speaking of another kick at the can, Marco Van Basten is lucky that he gets to continue to coach the Dutch soccer team. Rumour had it, Co Adrienese, a Dutch coach that coaches the club team FC Porto was waiting on the wings if the Dutch had squeked out another 1-0 affair in there Euro 2008 qualifications. Thankfully for Van Basten and FC Porto a coaching change won't happen so soon... mind you I would have liked to see FC Porto try find another coach.
Well the US Open is getting to the grand finale, the big match up of Nadal and Federer is still on track. But no matter who wins this open it will forever be known as Agassi's swan song, and I have to say I enjoyed every minute he was on the court. He played with heart and determination, and with 23000 noisy New Yorkers behind him you would have thought you were at a soccer match. So thanks Agassi for the memories, I know my favourite will always be the time you got angry at your opponent at the US Open and decided to lob every ball he hit at you... as much as you didn't win every point it was just so funny to watch, oh and before I forget pretending to not throw the ball properly was funny as well.
Okay the pink taco, which probobly has gotten my favourite possible name for a football stadium, and leave it to my new fav. team, the Arizona Buzzsaw errr Cardinals. You'll be seeing me get my Leinart Hilton jersey shortly, or the every so popular Leinart's baby jersey, thank you USC basketball player for getting knocked up. Now if only Fred Smoot would come to the Buzzsaw that team would be complete.
In other news, I'm back in Thunder Bay, getting my life organized and setting myself up for an interesting year of classes, I'll update you more on that later, once I figure what I'm doing with my life... which sadly at this point I have no idea again. But never fear I'm signed up for a bunch of classes and we will see where the world takes me.
Back on the air hopefully this Sunday from 8 to 10pm on www.luradio.ca, I'll let you know if anything should change.
Take care all
Hup Holland Hup
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
Charging
Greetings,
This is the briefest of messages, just had to post the video though, couldn't help myself considering I always remember it. In the following video it will show you the proper way to charge the mound, which is you need to make sure no one can tackle you from behind. So without furthur ado, for all you baseball brawlers, who just need to get out from beside the plate and hit that dirt hill so that you can take a lousy swing at the pitcher and probobly miss. Let's face it, baseball players can't fight.
This is the briefest of messages, just had to post the video though, couldn't help myself considering I always remember it. In the following video it will show you the proper way to charge the mound, which is you need to make sure no one can tackle you from behind. So without furthur ado, for all you baseball brawlers, who just need to get out from beside the plate and hit that dirt hill so that you can take a lousy swing at the pitcher and probobly miss. Let's face it, baseball players can't fight.
Saturday, August 12, 2006
Thunked Notes 1.2
Just a quickie here, and no not the kind of quickie anyone is thinking about, yes I know you all thought it was an ESPN report... sorry my mind didn't go that far down the gutter like some would have hoped it would have with that word.
Firstly, off to Kingston to enjoy to solitude of a house, maybe i'll have internet connection, than again maybe not. Either or shall be an interesting night, as per the norm I'm a slave for going down with friends. I really got to stop writing everything can take on a sexual meaning today.
In other news I'm glad tight pants boy, errr Nadal lost in tennis, made me worry less about the spanish people, I would have felt better though if someone had mixed in a Portugal's Spain comment in the broadcast, or Canada's Oregon, or something along those lines, maybe even a Ottawa's Kingston... yes that's right the queen picked us, get over the fact that you didn't become the big town Kingston... just enjoy the king in your name, you swine.
Football is coming up, and every Bengal's player is trying to make the team by getting put in jail for the best reason, but never fear until Maurice Clarrett makes the team anyone has a chance to win.
Baseball, it's baseball I continue to forget about it. Now off again I go to lalaland to enjoy a little trip.
Regards
Firstly, off to Kingston to enjoy to solitude of a house, maybe i'll have internet connection, than again maybe not. Either or shall be an interesting night, as per the norm I'm a slave for going down with friends. I really got to stop writing everything can take on a sexual meaning today.
In other news I'm glad tight pants boy, errr Nadal lost in tennis, made me worry less about the spanish people, I would have felt better though if someone had mixed in a Portugal's Spain comment in the broadcast, or Canada's Oregon, or something along those lines, maybe even a Ottawa's Kingston... yes that's right the queen picked us, get over the fact that you didn't become the big town Kingston... just enjoy the king in your name, you swine.
Football is coming up, and every Bengal's player is trying to make the team by getting put in jail for the best reason, but never fear until Maurice Clarrett makes the team anyone has a chance to win.
Baseball, it's baseball I continue to forget about it. Now off again I go to lalaland to enjoy a little trip.
Regards
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