Welcome back,
After a week of being on Thanksgiving vacation in sunny Cleveland, Ohio (no joke, it was pretty damn nice out this past week) I have returned to my knightly duties, and am prepared to take on all and any tasks that shall fall ahead. That being said, I am dead tired right now and am counting down the seconds it will take until I can leave, which completely contradicts what I just said. I forgot how awesome regular sleep was until this past week. Regardless, I am here and ready to...desk attend.
There is some big news happening this week. A post from this blog is going from the digital world to print. After a stressful and intense negotiation process between the New York Times, Chicago Tribune, LA Times and the Loyola Phoenix... The Phoenix has won the contract to the Knight Shift Blog. Which basically means the Diversions Editor, Molly Raskin, asked me if she could use my "We Think and Do" post in (I think) this weeks Phoenix, which comes out today (Wednesday) at some point. Which in all honesty I am honored, so Thank You Molly and the rest of the Phoenix.
Tonight before work, I watched Warrior with Little Jimmy Records, August, Zeno, and Dave. This movie is about two brothers who compete against each other in some mixed martial arts tournament called Spartan (UFC type shit) for 5 million dollars. Tom Hardy (Tommy Conlon) and Joel Edgerton (Brendan Conlon) do a great job in this movie, and by the end of it you don't really know who you are rooting for. Its one of those really manly-love types of movies, so if you don't feel like crying over a emotional and intense cage match, then I would direct your attention else where, perhaps Ready to Rumble. August wanted one of them to win, and was pissed when the results didn't come out as he hoped (trying not to spoil anything). Regardless, the last ten minutes or so of the movie get really intense, and I think I may be tired from coming down from that adrenaline high. The only way I think this movie could have improved, like many movies, is if they had a cameo appearance from the "Godsling"... Yea, that guy.
The movie deals with a family torn apart by rage, alcohol, and domestic violence which undoubtedly helped them get to main stage of this event, so even bad moments make for great opportunities. They are a dysfunctional family, and after a week where we all got together with our own dysfunctional families or, like I said, just family It makes you feel a little bit better about your own situation.
In some ways, you hope your cool enough like Tom Hardy or Joel Edgerton to love your brother enough to beat the livin' shit out of him only to love them even more after. Which raises an interesting notion...maybe a controlled type of violence is good. Because maybe, just maybe if we approached our family problems with violence ( I mean a good old fashion american ass-whooping) then maybe we could deal with each other better and our problems wouldn't seem like such a big deal anymore. I'm not saying go out there and kill each other, we still love each other and want to see each other live and prosper. However, sometimes a good ass-whoopin or better yet ass-beating will probably make you realize what someone else is saying. I will say I think about beating up my Grandma sometimes, but just like in the movie, a cage match where somehow we were "evenly" matched. Obviously I would never touch her, because 1.) I would easily destroy her and it wouldn't even be fair, 2.) She would take it way too personally and 3.) that's probably pretty mean. I would do it not because she makes me angry, but because I feel that I would love her even more after. Its all for love, just like Tommy and Brendan Conlon, they had to beat the crap out of each other to really get past their problems.
In my whole family, I would say I am closest to my brother. That's probably because we spent the better half of the past couple decades beating the ever lovin' shit out of each other. I wouldn't say that I have any built up anger from him, because I got it out in the mostly ass-beating I received, even though I got some shots in there. The people I do have the most problems with, I am not allowed to beat up or they won't beat me up. Which sucks because I feel like this would be a great opportunity to start fresh and beat the shit out of each other.
I have some rules though for this fight though:
5.) No Cops- If you lose, suck it up don't run to police and say you got abused.
4.) There has to be a mediator (a ref ) and a controlled environment- just like a boxing match, there will be rounds and time limits. Preferably a steel cage for theatrical purposes, but for realistic purposes some pillows, blankets, and mattresses spread across the floor of an empty room probably could work too.
3.) Both parties have to agree to the fight- there will be no surprise attacks on any one person, both people
will be just as involved in the decision to fight as the fight itself.
2.) No killing- This is for love, so please remember that you don't want these people dead. Dead is bad.
1.) Done is Done- When the fight is over, you leave all your problems on the mat and you start fresh. Hug it out.
That's the ideal world we live in. Too bad for all these stupid laws and ethical decisions holding us back. Anyway that's it for tonight, I hope all of you had a great Thanksgiving, and I encourage you to speak with your family about possible family rumble royals.
Watch Warrior if your into movies like that, I personally don't like UFC, but enjoyed the theatricality behind this movie. Which could be the most unmanly statement I've made in this blog...probably not.
One more thing...
I would like to say that the comedic world lost a giant on Monday (literally 6'5'' 300 lbs.). Unless you don't pay attention to life, Patrice O'Neal just passed away at the too young age of 41. Patrice you will be sorely missed and your stand ups will forever be top ten material. May you Rest in Peace.
Night, Nite, Knight,
Jarrad
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Friday, November 18, 2011
Change your ways, be Batman.
Hello all,
Tonight I'm going to focus on a conversation that I had between my roommate August and myself earlier today, he's been reading this book in his attempt to become...wait for it..."Intellartsy"- which is a insane hybrid of intelligent and artsy. I was present in its creation by none other than Mr. August himself, who actually trademarked it on the spot. Intellartsy will be sweeping the nation before you know it, not only will people be sophisticated in the ways of the world, but they will actually know what they are talking about. No longer will the illusion be disingenuous, but instead far more truthful and meaningful then you or I could even imagine. I would wait a lifetime in order to see this change come to our fair world, because I fear that it may need it now more than ever.
I'm not sure of the name of the book or necessarily what its about, but I do know it made him bring up this notion of not only change in America, but change in the world and how that's necessary to fix our problems. More so, how people's fear of change has become a crippling factor to many of the problems, and our inability to fix any of them. I'm not saying were in shambles and on the verge of extinction (which we may be), but I do think that the idea of changing anything in society to make our world a better place is frightening, not just because its different, but because it is also inconvenient. I've preached it many times before, but convenience is the most attractive quality in anything. If something is convenient we love it, but the second something becomes inconvenient we get upset, confused, or probably will just not deal with it. I do it all the time, I eat based on convenience not out of desire, and if its too hard to figure out, I'm just not gonna do it. This link between convenience and change is one reason why we can't seem to get out of our old ways and fix the problems at hand.
I'm not a Intellartsy just yet, so my knowledge of the government, politics, life in general is pretty limited at best. I enjoy the Daily Show because John Stewart is one of the few people on TV that just makes way too much sense to me. Still, I am not an expert enough on any one part of this country or its government to make a valid judge of it. However, I do believe I know quite a bit about people, therefore I can say whatever the hell I want about them. After all, I'm dece sure I am one, so I have a personal look into the mind of one of them people.
President Obama ran on a campaign that went from "Change we can believe in." to "Change we need." Now, for the longest time I wondered why he would change that slogan, I liked the first one, The word "believe" in anything sounds great to me, inspiring, hopeful, dramatic, cheesy (which I'm a sucker for). Why then change his change slogan? I think it was a far more harsh decision then it just made his campaign sound better. Believing is great for the world, you need to believe in something because that's what gets you through the day. But believing isn't always rewarded, our faith in a certain thing or person isn't always honored on the other end, and just because we believe it doesn't mean its true. I used to believe in Santa Claus, but we all know how that worked out. When we need something its not about it being true or false, its about doing whats best and letting people know that they need to change not just believe in it.
I think I'm rationally going through this idea pretty smoothly. Belief is no longer a hard enough conviction to hold anymore, although still important, action is what people need to see. The act of needing to change provokes a sacrifice on our part. Sacrifice of anything provides us with inconvenience, and that is why I think people fear change. As essential as it is, its a sacrifice of something that regardless of size, will force us to change our ways, which no one wants to do.
In the Dark Knight when Batman says, "Sometimes the truth isn't good enough, sometimes people deserve more. Sometimes people deserve to have their faith rewarded," This is an awesome line from this movie, and not just because Bale delivers it with such swag, but because Batman is sacrificing himself and his place in Gotham for the city and its real hero Dent. He is exchanging People's belief in him for their belief in Harvey Dent. I know it has religious meaning, but I don't care about that so much. But we don't have a Batman, therefore we have to do it ourselves.
So go forth and be your own Batman. Start with the cape and mask and then work up your way from there. Make sacrifices (don't kill anyone) so the rest of us can stand living in this world.
That is all for tonight, I will not be posting next week due to the fact that I am not working (emoticon smiley). I hope you guys have a Thanksgiving that will hopefully be filled with as much fighting and irrational anger as mine will be. "Dysfunctional families" are now just called "Families," I'm pretty sure.
I give thanks for my Friends, Family, and of course Batman.
Night, Nite, Dark Knight,
Jarrad
Tonight I'm going to focus on a conversation that I had between my roommate August and myself earlier today, he's been reading this book in his attempt to become...wait for it..."Intellartsy"- which is a insane hybrid of intelligent and artsy. I was present in its creation by none other than Mr. August himself, who actually trademarked it on the spot. Intellartsy will be sweeping the nation before you know it, not only will people be sophisticated in the ways of the world, but they will actually know what they are talking about. No longer will the illusion be disingenuous, but instead far more truthful and meaningful then you or I could even imagine. I would wait a lifetime in order to see this change come to our fair world, because I fear that it may need it now more than ever.
I'm not sure of the name of the book or necessarily what its about, but I do know it made him bring up this notion of not only change in America, but change in the world and how that's necessary to fix our problems. More so, how people's fear of change has become a crippling factor to many of the problems, and our inability to fix any of them. I'm not saying were in shambles and on the verge of extinction (which we may be), but I do think that the idea of changing anything in society to make our world a better place is frightening, not just because its different, but because it is also inconvenient. I've preached it many times before, but convenience is the most attractive quality in anything. If something is convenient we love it, but the second something becomes inconvenient we get upset, confused, or probably will just not deal with it. I do it all the time, I eat based on convenience not out of desire, and if its too hard to figure out, I'm just not gonna do it. This link between convenience and change is one reason why we can't seem to get out of our old ways and fix the problems at hand.
I'm not a Intellartsy just yet, so my knowledge of the government, politics, life in general is pretty limited at best. I enjoy the Daily Show because John Stewart is one of the few people on TV that just makes way too much sense to me. Still, I am not an expert enough on any one part of this country or its government to make a valid judge of it. However, I do believe I know quite a bit about people, therefore I can say whatever the hell I want about them. After all, I'm dece sure I am one, so I have a personal look into the mind of one of them people.
President Obama ran on a campaign that went from "Change we can believe in." to "Change we need." Now, for the longest time I wondered why he would change that slogan, I liked the first one, The word "believe" in anything sounds great to me, inspiring, hopeful, dramatic, cheesy (which I'm a sucker for). Why then change his change slogan? I think it was a far more harsh decision then it just made his campaign sound better. Believing is great for the world, you need to believe in something because that's what gets you through the day. But believing isn't always rewarded, our faith in a certain thing or person isn't always honored on the other end, and just because we believe it doesn't mean its true. I used to believe in Santa Claus, but we all know how that worked out. When we need something its not about it being true or false, its about doing whats best and letting people know that they need to change not just believe in it.
I think I'm rationally going through this idea pretty smoothly. Belief is no longer a hard enough conviction to hold anymore, although still important, action is what people need to see. The act of needing to change provokes a sacrifice on our part. Sacrifice of anything provides us with inconvenience, and that is why I think people fear change. As essential as it is, its a sacrifice of something that regardless of size, will force us to change our ways, which no one wants to do.
In the Dark Knight when Batman says, "Sometimes the truth isn't good enough, sometimes people deserve more. Sometimes people deserve to have their faith rewarded," This is an awesome line from this movie, and not just because Bale delivers it with such swag, but because Batman is sacrificing himself and his place in Gotham for the city and its real hero Dent. He is exchanging People's belief in him for their belief in Harvey Dent. I know it has religious meaning, but I don't care about that so much. But we don't have a Batman, therefore we have to do it ourselves.
So go forth and be your own Batman. Start with the cape and mask and then work up your way from there. Make sacrifices (don't kill anyone) so the rest of us can stand living in this world.
That is all for tonight, I will not be posting next week due to the fact that I am not working (emoticon smiley). I hope you guys have a Thanksgiving that will hopefully be filled with as much fighting and irrational anger as mine will be. "Dysfunctional families" are now just called "Families," I'm pretty sure.
I give thanks for my Friends, Family, and of course Batman.
Night, Nite, Dark Knight,
Jarrad
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
We Think and Do.
Hello,
I would like to start off this post by giving uber thanks to Bitz and Caleb, who brought me pancakes at 3:30 this morning. You truly are the best damn people I know, and I don't deserve your care. They were still hot when I got them as well as the syrup and butter. I am so appreciative, that the next shower I take I will dedicate whatever song I sing,to them. Which I'm thinking is going to be "Time after Time" by the Cranberries or "How to Save a Life" by the Fray. Because they clearly do know.
Now, I decided to eat those pancakes facing the lake, which at night isn't the best idea because the inside of the IC is better lit than the outside, so I ended up just staring at myself while I ate those delicious little cakes soaked in syrup and butter. On the sidewalk between the lake and the building were three little birds. No, I'm not going there... One was definitely dead, and I'm fairly sure the other two didn't want to try and fly away because the wind was too strong and they were afraid they may be destined to the same fate as their unfortunate friend.
It did look pretty weird because the two were huddled up pretty closely to the dead one, like they using him to block the wind or something. Either way, windows seem to be the sad demise of many birds these days. I've been in the IC numerous times when I happen to look out at the sidewalk and see a bird who just wasn't bright enough to figure out the concept of a window.
What is the golden rule though about the light: Never go towards it, unless ya know it's metaphorical or some shit like that. How many mosquitoes have died because they didn't follow that rule? I'm waiting for the day one stops, turns, and runs the opposite direction, but I know it will never come.
Truth is, I can't really blame them either. God knows, I've ran into those glass sliding doors, screen doors, windows, other transparent things. I'm just to excited to go from the outside in or inside out to think that there's a chance that something clear enough is going to stand in my way. I personally blame Windex. That shit makes a great looking house, but it's breaking the visibility of barriers to the point where I think it's becoming a legitimate health concern.
Also, the embarrassment factor. Try and walk into a glass door while surrounded by a group of people, and then try and shake that off. Afterwards, I sort of regret not going fast enough to snap my neck or at least shatter the glass so it cuts me all over my body. At least then people will feel sorry for me, instead of simply laughing at me.
Animals in general can be just as dumb as they are smart (and I'm including Humans, which are also animals). However, at times of panic or excitement were not always on top of our game. A deer in the headlights for example, they just stand there. Even though every instinct they have is telling them to get the hell out of the way, all they can really hope is you didn't cheap out and decide to wait another year to replace your brakes. The same goes for you, you have to make a quick decision, do you swerve out of the way, do you break, do you do both, or do you gun it and hope to God that you're going fast enough so he explodes on impact into even smaller particles that will do as little damage as possible (even though the science of it all doesn't really back up that theory). More often than not they're gonna get plowed over, and there's gonna be a shit load of deer guts all over your car and probably a significant amount of damage. I know there are those awesome heroic stories of someone jumping to action at a moments notice, but there are far more idiot stories where someone failed to do so.
Our eye is an amazing tool that many of us take for granted each and every single day, much like our hands, feet, brain, body, nervous system, etc. The second one of those things start to fail on us, we start to see things in a whole different way. I'm not really going anywhere with this, I just know I've made a point to take a good long look at my hands (drinking was probably involved), and think just how amazing they are. How thinking has become so second nature to me, I don't even realize I'm doing it. Right now, in this moment for example. I am typing this out because of all the things I've learned about words, typing, grammar (not that it shows), and the use of my hands to type out a post. It's quite marvelous when you really sit and think about it.
I ask you to sit and think about every part of your body, become conscious of your movements, from blinking to hand movements to jaw clenching to eye wandering to lip puckering to posture. Look at it in certain settings of your life, when you're sitting in class, in the bathroom, at a party, at a bar, in a crowd of people. How you act depending on the situation and how your body illustrates that with its movements. Its all fairly fascinating shit, when analyzed from a personal perspective. Then when you want to compare watch someone else... but don't let them know you're watching because 1.) then they'll act for you giving false notions and 2.) that would just be creepy. I guarantee though that they "move" quite differently from you.
Tip: Although I don't condone it, drinking and/or the use of narcotics may or may not enhance this exercise if done in respectable, but "acceptable" amounts.
That is all for tonight. I sincerely ask that you acknowledge yourself and others, as it will give you a new self-satisfaction and make you feel lucky that you're not a bird with a broken neck or a deer carcass scattered all over I-90.
Night, Nite, Knight,
Jarrad
I would like to start off this post by giving uber thanks to Bitz and Caleb, who brought me pancakes at 3:30 this morning. You truly are the best damn people I know, and I don't deserve your care. They were still hot when I got them as well as the syrup and butter. I am so appreciative, that the next shower I take I will dedicate whatever song I sing,to them. Which I'm thinking is going to be "Time after Time" by the Cranberries or "How to Save a Life" by the Fray. Because they clearly do know.
Now, I decided to eat those pancakes facing the lake, which at night isn't the best idea because the inside of the IC is better lit than the outside, so I ended up just staring at myself while I ate those delicious little cakes soaked in syrup and butter. On the sidewalk between the lake and the building were three little birds. No, I'm not going there... One was definitely dead, and I'm fairly sure the other two didn't want to try and fly away because the wind was too strong and they were afraid they may be destined to the same fate as their unfortunate friend.
It did look pretty weird because the two were huddled up pretty closely to the dead one, like they using him to block the wind or something. Either way, windows seem to be the sad demise of many birds these days. I've been in the IC numerous times when I happen to look out at the sidewalk and see a bird who just wasn't bright enough to figure out the concept of a window.
What is the golden rule though about the light: Never go towards it, unless ya know it's metaphorical or some shit like that. How many mosquitoes have died because they didn't follow that rule? I'm waiting for the day one stops, turns, and runs the opposite direction, but I know it will never come.
Truth is, I can't really blame them either. God knows, I've ran into those glass sliding doors, screen doors, windows, other transparent things. I'm just to excited to go from the outside in or inside out to think that there's a chance that something clear enough is going to stand in my way. I personally blame Windex. That shit makes a great looking house, but it's breaking the visibility of barriers to the point where I think it's becoming a legitimate health concern.
Also, the embarrassment factor. Try and walk into a glass door while surrounded by a group of people, and then try and shake that off. Afterwards, I sort of regret not going fast enough to snap my neck or at least shatter the glass so it cuts me all over my body. At least then people will feel sorry for me, instead of simply laughing at me.
Animals in general can be just as dumb as they are smart (and I'm including Humans, which are also animals). However, at times of panic or excitement were not always on top of our game. A deer in the headlights for example, they just stand there. Even though every instinct they have is telling them to get the hell out of the way, all they can really hope is you didn't cheap out and decide to wait another year to replace your brakes. The same goes for you, you have to make a quick decision, do you swerve out of the way, do you break, do you do both, or do you gun it and hope to God that you're going fast enough so he explodes on impact into even smaller particles that will do as little damage as possible (even though the science of it all doesn't really back up that theory). More often than not they're gonna get plowed over, and there's gonna be a shit load of deer guts all over your car and probably a significant amount of damage. I know there are those awesome heroic stories of someone jumping to action at a moments notice, but there are far more idiot stories where someone failed to do so.
Our eye is an amazing tool that many of us take for granted each and every single day, much like our hands, feet, brain, body, nervous system, etc. The second one of those things start to fail on us, we start to see things in a whole different way. I'm not really going anywhere with this, I just know I've made a point to take a good long look at my hands (drinking was probably involved), and think just how amazing they are. How thinking has become so second nature to me, I don't even realize I'm doing it. Right now, in this moment for example. I am typing this out because of all the things I've learned about words, typing, grammar (not that it shows), and the use of my hands to type out a post. It's quite marvelous when you really sit and think about it.
I ask you to sit and think about every part of your body, become conscious of your movements, from blinking to hand movements to jaw clenching to eye wandering to lip puckering to posture. Look at it in certain settings of your life, when you're sitting in class, in the bathroom, at a party, at a bar, in a crowd of people. How you act depending on the situation and how your body illustrates that with its movements. Its all fairly fascinating shit, when analyzed from a personal perspective. Then when you want to compare watch someone else... but don't let them know you're watching because 1.) then they'll act for you giving false notions and 2.) that would just be creepy. I guarantee though that they "move" quite differently from you.
Tip: Although I don't condone it, drinking and/or the use of narcotics may or may not enhance this exercise if done in respectable, but "acceptable" amounts.
That is all for tonight. I sincerely ask that you acknowledge yourself and others, as it will give you a new self-satisfaction and make you feel lucky that you're not a bird with a broken neck or a deer carcass scattered all over I-90.
Night, Nite, Knight,
Jarrad
Friday, November 11, 2011
Superheroes Crazy or Innovators?
Hello everyone,
If you watch Scrubs still, I automatically want to lick your face...in the creepy way. I'm currently working on an elaborate Scrubs fantasy, that I really don't want to tell any details because that would only ruin the surprise. I've been preparing and seeking the right opportunity for the past 5 years. I'm going to make my dream come true this semester and it will be documented. It's actually not very elaborate at all, I know I just used that word, but there was a key element missing to this dream that not until recently been introduced. When it happens you'll know.
There is too much going on around me. Not only are they doing their nightly cleaning of the IC, but these two creepier guys came in to clean the carpet. Nice Gents, just a little off putting. One of them has braces on only the right side of his teeth (and I mean both top and bottom). I don't know what is more interesting than that. Maybe this.
Watched this documentary in Video Documentary tonight, go figure. It was called Confessions of a Superhero, if you have not heard or seen this please do. Chris Capades will read this and get a smile on his face (Roooob Schneeeeider (inside joke and most of you are on the outside)). It's a movie about 4 actors and actresses that play Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman, and the Hulk on Hollywood Boulevard and how they got there and where they are going, some may say its "super" interesting. Oddly enough, by the end of movie I was still pretty shocked by some of the things that were happening. You may want to remove all dangerous items from around your house just as a precaution, because after watching this you will either feel amazing about yourself or want to go vert. I know those are two completely opposing ways to feel about something, but that is how good this thing is. I thoroughly enjoyed it, especially Batman aka George Clooney if he got beaten in the face with an ugly stick.
May I add, I had so nothing to do today that I decided last night I was going to skip that class because our teacher is in Arizona, and then got so bored being by myself I went anyway. I just flapped on a pre-determined skip day, I told you mental health is just as important as physical, and clearly my psyche is dicked up.
Delusional people, I think you make the world go round. Screw fat bottomed girls, it is you who make this world worth anything. This is a world that is better because of you, because it keeps all of us normal people's logic in check. I need you as a measuring stick so I know if I step out of line. They are our mental police, keeping logic and reason in check in order to have a healthier planet.
Speaking of which, Captain Planet will be a live action movie. That not only tickled me down below, but got me so excited I started looking for my Wheeler action figure and ring, only to be disappointed 2 seconds immediately following after realizing they are probably at home with the rest of my childhood stuff. I'm pretty sure some ass of a dumpster kid stole my ring in a McDonald's Play Palace when I was like 4, but I definitely still have the action figure. It use to spark out its chest because he was the fire guy, but it doesn't do that anymore after I played with him in the tub. Captain Planet is the sole reason why we don't live in garbage infested planet, he saved the earth one recycled piece of trash at a time. That show is basically the template for Al Gore's An Inconvenient Truth. Captain Planet made recycling the cool thing to do, Al Gore is a honorary planeteer with the power of "Influence."
This is a very cool movie, not actually the Captain, but damn close, and gets the point across with adult talk.
That is all for tonight, because currently I can't string together a thought long enough to capitalize on anything. Oh, and Penn State, I hate you not only for what you did, but having to hear about every freaking day.
Night, Nite, Knight,
Jarrad
If you watch Scrubs still, I automatically want to lick your face...in the creepy way. I'm currently working on an elaborate Scrubs fantasy, that I really don't want to tell any details because that would only ruin the surprise. I've been preparing and seeking the right opportunity for the past 5 years. I'm going to make my dream come true this semester and it will be documented. It's actually not very elaborate at all, I know I just used that word, but there was a key element missing to this dream that not until recently been introduced. When it happens you'll know.
There is too much going on around me. Not only are they doing their nightly cleaning of the IC, but these two creepier guys came in to clean the carpet. Nice Gents, just a little off putting. One of them has braces on only the right side of his teeth (and I mean both top and bottom). I don't know what is more interesting than that. Maybe this.
Watched this documentary in Video Documentary tonight, go figure. It was called Confessions of a Superhero, if you have not heard or seen this please do. Chris Capades will read this and get a smile on his face (Roooob Schneeeeider (inside joke and most of you are on the outside)). It's a movie about 4 actors and actresses that play Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman, and the Hulk on Hollywood Boulevard and how they got there and where they are going, some may say its "super" interesting. Oddly enough, by the end of movie I was still pretty shocked by some of the things that were happening. You may want to remove all dangerous items from around your house just as a precaution, because after watching this you will either feel amazing about yourself or want to go vert. I know those are two completely opposing ways to feel about something, but that is how good this thing is. I thoroughly enjoyed it, especially Batman aka George Clooney if he got beaten in the face with an ugly stick.
May I add, I had so nothing to do today that I decided last night I was going to skip that class because our teacher is in Arizona, and then got so bored being by myself I went anyway. I just flapped on a pre-determined skip day, I told you mental health is just as important as physical, and clearly my psyche is dicked up.
Delusional people, I think you make the world go round. Screw fat bottomed girls, it is you who make this world worth anything. This is a world that is better because of you, because it keeps all of us normal people's logic in check. I need you as a measuring stick so I know if I step out of line. They are our mental police, keeping logic and reason in check in order to have a healthier planet.
Speaking of which, Captain Planet will be a live action movie. That not only tickled me down below, but got me so excited I started looking for my Wheeler action figure and ring, only to be disappointed 2 seconds immediately following after realizing they are probably at home with the rest of my childhood stuff. I'm pretty sure some ass of a dumpster kid stole my ring in a McDonald's Play Palace when I was like 4, but I definitely still have the action figure. It use to spark out its chest because he was the fire guy, but it doesn't do that anymore after I played with him in the tub. Captain Planet is the sole reason why we don't live in garbage infested planet, he saved the earth one recycled piece of trash at a time. That show is basically the template for Al Gore's An Inconvenient Truth. Captain Planet made recycling the cool thing to do, Al Gore is a honorary planeteer with the power of "Influence."
This is a very cool movie, not actually the Captain, but damn close, and gets the point across with adult talk.
That is all for tonight, because currently I can't string together a thought long enough to capitalize on anything. Oh, and Penn State, I hate you not only for what you did, but having to hear about every freaking day.
Night, Nite, Knight,
Jarrad
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
My body hates me, as it should.
Hello,
In the past few weeks, things have been fun. Just a whole lot of college going on, and other artsy, black, white, back to black, wounded, fun, retro, surprising, ridiculous, and any other adjective you want to throw in there. Regardless, my on-going lack of treatment to my body, physical and mental well-being has been brushed under the couch with everything else that takes little to any effort to maintain. I need to make a drastic change, or I fear I may die.
It's not like my eating habits have ever really been that great before. In high school, I barely ate lunch, and when I did it definitely was not anything good or in great amount. I don't think I've had a consistent eating time since freshmen year of college, when they would give you meals. Even then, it wouldn't be surprising if I just went for the company and didn't eat much. Then when I do decide to eat, it's probably not going to be anything healthy because as we all know eating healthy involves money. Then with school and other things, sometimes I just forget to eat. I am a victim of the accidental fast. Whole Foods can go die, because they advocate eating healthy, but their prices don't seem to want to cooperate.Something that, since coming back from Rome, has been a bit hard to come by. Hence, me taking a night shift two days a week to try and pay for my personal expenses.
Which brings up another big point in my body's demise. I work this shift two nights a week. A regular sleep schedule is not really in the cards for me. This is not the kind of job where it should be a couple times a week shift, but an all or nothing. Let your body adapt, not rip it in and out of its cycle every other day. On top of that I don't start any given day of the week until 4:15 in the afternoon. So, I either over sleep and feel like shit, or don't get enough sleep and feel like death. Soon, following the week of Thanksgiving (which I don't have to work (emoticon smiley)), I will be moving to three days a week with the addition of Monday night for the remaining three weeks of the semester, just in time for the most stressful part of the year. Optimally the best time to not worry about getting enough sleep.
None of this compares to my lack of exercise, which can be added up to none, other than the great amount of walking I get to do for all of my classes, which I'm actually not being sarcastic about. I do a fair amount of walking due to my major and need to travel for shooting purposes. Still, this campus has been under construction since I started here and won't be finished for three more years. It wasn't until the recent raping of this campuses landscape and buildings that I've had a problem with this. I used to love going to play basketball or football, but now getting a court is virtually impossible because our athletic facility is actually worse than my high school's. Then when you do go you would have to wait forever to get into a game, where my guess is there are a lot of cliquey kids who not only don't want you on their team, but refuse to pass the ball to anyone but their friends. I'm the first to admit my lack of skill at basketball, but I hate those kids who think they are the best when clearly they are not. I enjoy playing as much as the next guy, its a good time and you get a good sweat in. (Those of you who know who I'm talking about, I'm right and you know it.)
I know, regardless, that there are other ways to stay in shape, but my time is not precious, my laziness is. Convenience and laziness are most likely the biggest contributors to my demise as a human being, as I think it would be for anyone. In that sense, you can take everything I just said with a grain of salt. We are all responsible for who we are and our own personal convictions about our own body and self-being. Although, at times we can't always help it, or it may not always be our fault, and of course there is always the exceptions. I take full responsibility of what my body and mind has gone through, I'm not going to sue anyone over my problems, because they are MY problems.
That is a steel-toe kick to chastity region of everyone who sues for dumb reasons. "McDonald's made me fat." "McDonalds coffee is hot" "Drive wasn't like the Fast and Furious." etc. Other bullshit things that make just about everyone else die a little more in side.
That is all for tonight, I hope you all have a great rest of your time living, and for God sakes please take care of yourself, because you can't sue yourself thin. Unless you get lipo!
After a day of drinking the other day I asked August for some NyQuil, he said, "Are you sure? It's really bad for your liver after you've been drinking."... I proceeded to laugh pretty decely, and no that's not suppose to be "decently." He's actually right, just the hilarity behind what he said had to be shared.
Night, Nite, Knight,
Jarrad
P.S. Whoever did this in the IC today...I don't like you, like at all.
In the past few weeks, things have been fun. Just a whole lot of college going on, and other artsy, black, white, back to black, wounded, fun, retro, surprising, ridiculous, and any other adjective you want to throw in there. Regardless, my on-going lack of treatment to my body, physical and mental well-being has been brushed under the couch with everything else that takes little to any effort to maintain. I need to make a drastic change, or I fear I may die.
It's not like my eating habits have ever really been that great before. In high school, I barely ate lunch, and when I did it definitely was not anything good or in great amount. I don't think I've had a consistent eating time since freshmen year of college, when they would give you meals. Even then, it wouldn't be surprising if I just went for the company and didn't eat much. Then when I do decide to eat, it's probably not going to be anything healthy because as we all know eating healthy involves money. Then with school and other things, sometimes I just forget to eat. I am a victim of the accidental fast. Whole Foods can go die, because they advocate eating healthy, but their prices don't seem to want to cooperate.Something that, since coming back from Rome, has been a bit hard to come by. Hence, me taking a night shift two days a week to try and pay for my personal expenses.
Which brings up another big point in my body's demise. I work this shift two nights a week. A regular sleep schedule is not really in the cards for me. This is not the kind of job where it should be a couple times a week shift, but an all or nothing. Let your body adapt, not rip it in and out of its cycle every other day. On top of that I don't start any given day of the week until 4:15 in the afternoon. So, I either over sleep and feel like shit, or don't get enough sleep and feel like death. Soon, following the week of Thanksgiving (which I don't have to work (emoticon smiley)), I will be moving to three days a week with the addition of Monday night for the remaining three weeks of the semester, just in time for the most stressful part of the year. Optimally the best time to not worry about getting enough sleep.
None of this compares to my lack of exercise, which can be added up to none, other than the great amount of walking I get to do for all of my classes, which I'm actually not being sarcastic about. I do a fair amount of walking due to my major and need to travel for shooting purposes. Still, this campus has been under construction since I started here and won't be finished for three more years. It wasn't until the recent raping of this campuses landscape and buildings that I've had a problem with this. I used to love going to play basketball or football, but now getting a court is virtually impossible because our athletic facility is actually worse than my high school's. Then when you do go you would have to wait forever to get into a game, where my guess is there are a lot of cliquey kids who not only don't want you on their team, but refuse to pass the ball to anyone but their friends. I'm the first to admit my lack of skill at basketball, but I hate those kids who think they are the best when clearly they are not. I enjoy playing as much as the next guy, its a good time and you get a good sweat in. (Those of you who know who I'm talking about, I'm right and you know it.)
I know, regardless, that there are other ways to stay in shape, but my time is not precious, my laziness is. Convenience and laziness are most likely the biggest contributors to my demise as a human being, as I think it would be for anyone. In that sense, you can take everything I just said with a grain of salt. We are all responsible for who we are and our own personal convictions about our own body and self-being. Although, at times we can't always help it, or it may not always be our fault, and of course there is always the exceptions. I take full responsibility of what my body and mind has gone through, I'm not going to sue anyone over my problems, because they are MY problems.
That is a steel-toe kick to chastity region of everyone who sues for dumb reasons. "McDonald's made me fat." "McDonalds coffee is hot" "Drive wasn't like the Fast and Furious." etc. Other bullshit things that make just about everyone else die a little more in side.
That is all for tonight, I hope you all have a great rest of your time living, and for God sakes please take care of yourself, because you can't sue yourself thin. Unless you get lipo!
After a day of drinking the other day I asked August for some NyQuil, he said, "Are you sure? It's really bad for your liver after you've been drinking."... I proceeded to laugh pretty decely, and no that's not suppose to be "decently." He's actually right, just the hilarity behind what he said had to be shared.
Night, Nite, Knight,
Jarrad
P.S. Whoever did this in the IC today...I don't like you, like at all.
Friday, November 4, 2011
Anti-Naked Celebs, Crappy Celebrities, and One that is both.
Greetings to all,
This weekend marks the return of a great institution the DDC, those of you who don't know what that is...good, you are not suppose to. Those of you who do, you are far ahead of the game. This semester is already half way done, but I'm not getting down just yet on being a senior, there is still plenty of time to get shit done.
Tonight I would like to start off with celebrities and why them getting leaked naked pictures is messing up this fantasy for the world. We want to see celebrities naked because they are beautiful and seeing beautiful people naked is up there with hitting a home run to win the World Series, winning a noble peace prize or fantasy baseball, and solving the world's hunger and peace problems.
SIDE NOTE: Do you people know that world's population is up to 7 billion...Pro-Choice is starting to look more like an inevitable public service.
Back to what I was saying. It's awesome to see Celebrities that we "know" and "love" naked on screen, and hopefully doing something sexy, because we all know from It's Always Sunny, "Ya gotta make it sexy." However, in recent years the trend to hack celebs phones and steal celebrity sex tapes has gotten big. Let's name a few Scarlett Johannsson, Blake Lively, Vanessa Hudgens, Rhianna, Her Ike- Chris Brown, Greg Oden...(DAMN!), Grady Sizemore, Justin Timberlake, Kim Kardashian, Erin Andrews (...nice), etc.
There have already been so many, and there will probably be many more. With the exception of Erin Andrews, I'm going to say that every one of these people deserve it. They can be mad all they want, but truth is after the first hack which I think was Vanessa Hudgens, you would probably start being a little more safe about naked pictures or videos. I don't know, just a thought. Don't leave naked pictures of yourself on your phone, it's really not that hard. Unless your Nello and like to walk people through your gallery (they're pretty good).
Not only are you screwing it up for yourself, but your screwing it up for the rest of us. I don't want to see this "half-assed" naked pictures of celebrities...I mean I will look, but I don't want to. I want to see you in a scene and in the heat of the moment, regardless of it's genuineness, it is real to me. Also, the mystery is part of the attraction. Monsters Ball, Swordfish, Black Swan all are amazing exactly for what they are, and there limites on what was shown.The best part of going to a R-rated movie when you know there is a sex scene, is that they're not showing everything, but still awesome enough to get excited.
So I say to all of you celebrities out there that may have a naked picture of yourself on your phone. Please delete it, the world doesn't need to know your secrets. We only want to fantasize about them, and you think I'm wrong. One of the saddest realization a person has is when they find out their favorite celebrity is human, these naked pics is giving them a human side.
And TMZ, please die. You ruin celebrities everyday for the rest of us.
My next piece of agenda, is celebrities that really suck at life. I know I already wrote about the Lohan's, and my convictions stay true to them, but there are some more that definitely need to be mentioned. The ones I dislike are Tila Tequila, Paris Hilton, Snooki, Sammy Sweetheart and Ronnie (every one else on that show is awesome), and of course Kim Kardashian.
Now, I've "kept up with the Kardashians" in the past, but they suck at life so hard it physically hurts me. I'm pretty sure I would get intense migraines every time I passed the E channel and their show was on. I've never seen worse "actresses" in my life, and I use that term because clearly they are as genuine as the show they are on, and they can't even act genuine which is equally if not more sad. I think reality TV is the reason we have girls getting pregnant at the age of 13, which lead to shows like "16 and pregnant." People will do anything to get their 5 minutes of fame. I understand people like Paris Hilton and Kim Kardashian worked hard to live off their family name too, but this shit with Kim Kardashian getting divorce just really pushed me over the edge.
For the longest time I can't sit and watch TV without some bullshit about Chris Humphries and Kim Kardashian getting married, and how important they made it sound to how little I cared was ridiculous in difference. Still I'm going to get this shoved down my throat until they were married, and I thought fine at least its done. Then you end it 72 days after the wedding, so now all I have to hear about is your divorce
I think it was Paul who said to Peter "The sanctity of marriage is valid only after the first 73 days."
Those of you who still believe in the sanctity of marriage, and how gays should not be allowed to wed even if they love each other for more than 72 days. Why not let other people try and break Kim Kardashian's record? Who's it gonna hurt?
SHOUT OUTS:
- To Nello D apparently there will be another Fintel Diaries soon
- To Griff Rebecca and all the awesomeness that comes with each almost "moment"
- and the DDC let's get artsy.
That's all for tonight. I hope you all don't look at leaked naked pictures unless it's from a movie, and please Occupy Logic cause we are letting people like Kim Kardashian run the world.
Night, Nite, Knight,
JAY KOO
(for Chris Capades)
This weekend marks the return of a great institution the DDC, those of you who don't know what that is...good, you are not suppose to. Those of you who do, you are far ahead of the game. This semester is already half way done, but I'm not getting down just yet on being a senior, there is still plenty of time to get shit done.
Tonight I would like to start off with celebrities and why them getting leaked naked pictures is messing up this fantasy for the world. We want to see celebrities naked because they are beautiful and seeing beautiful people naked is up there with hitting a home run to win the World Series, winning a noble peace prize or fantasy baseball, and solving the world's hunger and peace problems.
SIDE NOTE: Do you people know that world's population is up to 7 billion...Pro-Choice is starting to look more like an inevitable public service.
Back to what I was saying. It's awesome to see Celebrities that we "know" and "love" naked on screen, and hopefully doing something sexy, because we all know from It's Always Sunny, "Ya gotta make it sexy." However, in recent years the trend to hack celebs phones and steal celebrity sex tapes has gotten big. Let's name a few Scarlett Johannsson, Blake Lively, Vanessa Hudgens, Rhianna, Her Ike- Chris Brown, Greg Oden...(DAMN!), Grady Sizemore, Justin Timberlake, Kim Kardashian, Erin Andrews (...nice), etc.
There have already been so many, and there will probably be many more. With the exception of Erin Andrews, I'm going to say that every one of these people deserve it. They can be mad all they want, but truth is after the first hack which I think was Vanessa Hudgens, you would probably start being a little more safe about naked pictures or videos. I don't know, just a thought. Don't leave naked pictures of yourself on your phone, it's really not that hard. Unless your Nello and like to walk people through your gallery (they're pretty good).
Not only are you screwing it up for yourself, but your screwing it up for the rest of us. I don't want to see this "half-assed" naked pictures of celebrities...I mean I will look, but I don't want to. I want to see you in a scene and in the heat of the moment, regardless of it's genuineness, it is real to me. Also, the mystery is part of the attraction. Monsters Ball, Swordfish, Black Swan all are amazing exactly for what they are, and there limites on what was shown.The best part of going to a R-rated movie when you know there is a sex scene, is that they're not showing everything, but still awesome enough to get excited.
So I say to all of you celebrities out there that may have a naked picture of yourself on your phone. Please delete it, the world doesn't need to know your secrets. We only want to fantasize about them, and you think I'm wrong. One of the saddest realization a person has is when they find out their favorite celebrity is human, these naked pics is giving them a human side.
And TMZ, please die. You ruin celebrities everyday for the rest of us.
My next piece of agenda, is celebrities that really suck at life. I know I already wrote about the Lohan's, and my convictions stay true to them, but there are some more that definitely need to be mentioned. The ones I dislike are Tila Tequila, Paris Hilton, Snooki, Sammy Sweetheart and Ronnie (every one else on that show is awesome), and of course Kim Kardashian.
Now, I've "kept up with the Kardashians" in the past, but they suck at life so hard it physically hurts me. I'm pretty sure I would get intense migraines every time I passed the E channel and their show was on. I've never seen worse "actresses" in my life, and I use that term because clearly they are as genuine as the show they are on, and they can't even act genuine which is equally if not more sad. I think reality TV is the reason we have girls getting pregnant at the age of 13, which lead to shows like "16 and pregnant." People will do anything to get their 5 minutes of fame. I understand people like Paris Hilton and Kim Kardashian worked hard to live off their family name too, but this shit with Kim Kardashian getting divorce just really pushed me over the edge.
For the longest time I can't sit and watch TV without some bullshit about Chris Humphries and Kim Kardashian getting married, and how important they made it sound to how little I cared was ridiculous in difference. Still I'm going to get this shoved down my throat until they were married, and I thought fine at least its done. Then you end it 72 days after the wedding, so now all I have to hear about is your divorce
I think it was Paul who said to Peter "The sanctity of marriage is valid only after the first 73 days."
Those of you who still believe in the sanctity of marriage, and how gays should not be allowed to wed even if they love each other for more than 72 days. Why not let other people try and break Kim Kardashian's record? Who's it gonna hurt?
SHOUT OUTS:
- To Nello D apparently there will be another Fintel Diaries soon
- To Griff Rebecca and all the awesomeness that comes with each almost "moment"
- and the DDC let's get artsy.
That's all for tonight. I hope you all don't look at leaked naked pictures unless it's from a movie, and please Occupy Logic cause we are letting people like Kim Kardashian run the world.
Night, Nite, Knight,
JAY KOO
(for Chris Capades)
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Cleveland is the reason I'm...well...
Hi,
I, like many others, have the habit of starting things without really finishing them. I have about 50 ideas which are "half baked" and sitting in the "oven." Even when I have a M.O.M sesh with Tuna and Nello, it's just three guys with all the same mentality. "That sounds awesome, we should do it." Well, Shit never gets done. Ever. So I have to say I'm proud of myself for keeping up with this small testament to the person that is Jarrad aka The Knight Ranger.
Tonight, I would like to focus on the magnificent city of Cleveland and all the greatness that entails.
I was born in Columbia, Maryland then moved to Columbia, South Carolina from there I moved to Cleveland, Ohio. By the time I got to Cleveland I was about 5, I'm not sure of the actual date. So for 13 years or so I grew up in Cleveland, literally kindergarten through 12th grade- Clevelander. Like many of the people I grew up with they were in the same situation, except most of them born there.
Cleveland is not a bad place, hopes don't die there, the water isn't toxic, the homeless population isn't too ridiculous, and the sports teams aren't all that bad...disappointing maybe, but not bad. I find it funny that I grew up in Cleveland because I feel that who I am is pretty reflective of the city itself. It's like we always come so close to greatness than lose.
This is not a pity party for Cleveland or myself, it's just reality. Don't feel bad for us, because we don't want it. I have had some truly great moments in Cleveland, and the city itself has had some of its own. Rockefeller, I'm pretty sure that guy did some shit, I know he had a lot of money. You know how at night when you're outside and the street lights go on....You're welcome. Cleveland didn't invent electricity, but was the first city to have outside lights illuminate its streets. We did some stuff with steel, we have the Rock'N'Roll Hall of Fame, a giant ass FREE stamp, and The Flats use to be a hotter hangout spot then all of New York, Chicago, and LA combined.
Although we do like to choke in the most inopportune moments ever, we still have some great sports. Game 1 Playoff series against the Yankees in 2007, I was there with Jimmy "Beanbags" Razzante and some of the other Razzante fam. They not only won, but they spanked those pretentious New Yorkers in a final score of 12 to 3. Or that 99 yard TD play between Jeff Garcia and Andre Davis. I was there with Nate "Ladybug" Tritt and his dad. Did you know there have only been 12 99-yard pass plays in the history of the NFL, at least that is what Wikipedia says, and I believe 'em. Every Cavs game with He Who Must Not Be Named, sometimes, sort of. My first Indians game ever ended when one of my favorite Indians of all time, Travis Fryman, blasted a solo walk-off to the bleachers in the bottom of the ninth.We have some true moments of greatness that tend to not be executed that well down the line where it matters, but still true.
Movies have a lot to thank us for. Paul "Pretty Eyes" Newman for one, You're welcome. Drew Carey, can you say "Whose Line is it Anyway?" No, well don't worry because the "Price is Right," bitch. Halle Berry, Bob Hope, Arsenio Hall, Kid Cudi, Bone Thugs, Anthony and Joe Russo- without them there would be no Arrested Development, Molly Shannon aka Superstar, Chip the Ripper, Stephen Gyllenhaal- without him there would be no Jake (let's ignore the other one for sake of argument). Let us not forget the movies themselves. There would be no Superman (of any kind), no Fortune Cookie, no Happy Gilmore, no Raging Bull, no Air Force One ,any Major Leagues, no hot 2012 release of The Avengers, and of course NO CHRISTMAS STORY.
Can you imagine your Christmas without a TBS filled day of A Christmas Story playing on repeat for 24 hours straight, because I can't, and I sure as hell don't want to live in a world that can.
I'm the first one to shit on Cleveland, but truth is we've got it. Once we figure out what "it" is we're gonna be a force to be reckoned with. So, I am officially ridding the city of that bastard name given to us, "The Mistake on the Lake," and giving it a new name "The Cake on the Lake," because everyone wants a piece!
So you see like my city, I don't always perform best in high pressure situations, I'm not always gonna please you or win just to make you happy, but we'll always come through in the long run. We will never turn our back on anyone, even if they turn their back on us.
Night, Nite, Knight,
Jarrad
I, like many others, have the habit of starting things without really finishing them. I have about 50 ideas which are "half baked" and sitting in the "oven." Even when I have a M.O.M sesh with Tuna and Nello, it's just three guys with all the same mentality. "That sounds awesome, we should do it." Well, Shit never gets done. Ever. So I have to say I'm proud of myself for keeping up with this small testament to the person that is Jarrad aka The Knight Ranger.
Tonight, I would like to focus on the magnificent city of Cleveland and all the greatness that entails.
I was born in Columbia, Maryland then moved to Columbia, South Carolina from there I moved to Cleveland, Ohio. By the time I got to Cleveland I was about 5, I'm not sure of the actual date. So for 13 years or so I grew up in Cleveland, literally kindergarten through 12th grade- Clevelander. Like many of the people I grew up with they were in the same situation, except most of them born there.
Cleveland is not a bad place, hopes don't die there, the water isn't toxic, the homeless population isn't too ridiculous, and the sports teams aren't all that bad...disappointing maybe, but not bad. I find it funny that I grew up in Cleveland because I feel that who I am is pretty reflective of the city itself. It's like we always come so close to greatness than lose.
This is not a pity party for Cleveland or myself, it's just reality. Don't feel bad for us, because we don't want it. I have had some truly great moments in Cleveland, and the city itself has had some of its own. Rockefeller, I'm pretty sure that guy did some shit, I know he had a lot of money. You know how at night when you're outside and the street lights go on....You're welcome. Cleveland didn't invent electricity, but was the first city to have outside lights illuminate its streets. We did some stuff with steel, we have the Rock'N'Roll Hall of Fame, a giant ass FREE stamp, and The Flats use to be a hotter hangout spot then all of New York, Chicago, and LA combined.
Although we do like to choke in the most inopportune moments ever, we still have some great sports. Game 1 Playoff series against the Yankees in 2007, I was there with Jimmy "Beanbags" Razzante and some of the other Razzante fam. They not only won, but they spanked those pretentious New Yorkers in a final score of 12 to 3. Or that 99 yard TD play between Jeff Garcia and Andre Davis. I was there with Nate "Ladybug" Tritt and his dad. Did you know there have only been 12 99-yard pass plays in the history of the NFL, at least that is what Wikipedia says, and I believe 'em. Every Cavs game with He Who Must Not Be Named, sometimes, sort of. My first Indians game ever ended when one of my favorite Indians of all time, Travis Fryman, blasted a solo walk-off to the bleachers in the bottom of the ninth.We have some true moments of greatness that tend to not be executed that well down the line where it matters, but still true.
Movies have a lot to thank us for. Paul "Pretty Eyes" Newman for one, You're welcome. Drew Carey, can you say "Whose Line is it Anyway?" No, well don't worry because the "Price is Right," bitch. Halle Berry, Bob Hope, Arsenio Hall, Kid Cudi, Bone Thugs, Anthony and Joe Russo- without them there would be no Arrested Development, Molly Shannon aka Superstar, Chip the Ripper, Stephen Gyllenhaal- without him there would be no Jake (let's ignore the other one for sake of argument). Let us not forget the movies themselves. There would be no Superman (of any kind), no Fortune Cookie, no Happy Gilmore, no Raging Bull, no Air Force One ,any Major Leagues, no hot 2012 release of The Avengers, and of course NO CHRISTMAS STORY.
Can you imagine your Christmas without a TBS filled day of A Christmas Story playing on repeat for 24 hours straight, because I can't, and I sure as hell don't want to live in a world that can.
I'm the first one to shit on Cleveland, but truth is we've got it. Once we figure out what "it" is we're gonna be a force to be reckoned with. So, I am officially ridding the city of that bastard name given to us, "The Mistake on the Lake," and giving it a new name "The Cake on the Lake," because everyone wants a piece!
So you see like my city, I don't always perform best in high pressure situations, I'm not always gonna please you or win just to make you happy, but we'll always come through in the long run. We will never turn our back on anyone, even if they turn their back on us.
Night, Nite, Knight,
Jarrad
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