NBC pulling their collective heads out of their collective asses

Studio 60 is returning to the network that spurned it in May.



http://www.g4tv.com/thefeed/blog/post/675096/Studio_60_Returns_To_NBC_In_May.html

Bout fucking time and I hope it sticks this time.

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Skinned Elbows & Whacked Balls

Hmmm... that sounded a little different in my head. Oh well.

Saturday was a busy busy day for the ol' Big, Dumb American: CPAT practice, quality time with Turner and then destroying far too many of the last remaining brain cells.

CPAT practice? Piece of cake again. Little slow during a few sections though, and that aggravated the shite outta me. But still, 2 weeks off and I blow through it? Awesome.

Turner and I had planned on going to see Hot Fuzz on Saurday, but of course Statesboro decided that would have been way too good a movie to show in the theater. And rather than waste a couple of hours and $6 (or however expensive a movie is now), we hit the ol' driving range. Man, my game is weak sauce. I haven't swung a club in damned near 2 years and it showed. Took me forever to get my swing back, and that came when I used Turner's clubs instead of my Flinstone clubs (they play like a rock tied to a stick). The highlight had to have been when my 7 iron died. Took a practice swing with it and the head came off. I thought that it would be fun to try and see how well it played when I put it back on. Not real shabby to be honest. Except that the head came off and then went farther than the ball. Dangerous? Yes. Funny? Shit yeah.

Saturday night.... hmmm... I got a whole lot of nothing. Started drinking bourbon while we watched Smokin' Aces. Then we went to the bar. Then I woke up the next morning. That's all I got.

So, that'd be Saturday. This coming Saturday could top it though: Cinco de Mayo and a possible Brennaman invasion. Oh and some Spider-Dude movie or something too.

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Tonight's gonna suck.

As a part of the sacrifices that I've been making for my hopeful future, I don't usually go out or do anything on Friday nights if I'm going to practice the CPAT the next morning. Not so bad really. Saves some cash and keeps the workouts more effective.

But tonight is the Brad Paisley concert about 250 yards or so away from my apartment. Add to that all the parties that will undoubtedly be going on afterwards and probably well into the wee hours of the morning, and it's probably gonna be hard to sleep.


"This one goes out to the guy trying to sleep back there..."

The usual cure would be to get pretty good and hammered so that I just pass out with no problems. But I don't want to suffer more than absolutely necessary when I run the course a couple of times in the morning. Plus driving an hour while still kinda lit is not the smartest thing to do.

So instead I'll just take a couple of Ambiens, turn up the rain machine, and go through the CPAT in my head over and over until I go under.

And I'll go extra heavy on the coffee in the morning to make sure I'm not still groggy from the drugs.

Yea.

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Randomocity

Whew! Been a while, huh? Yeah, I've been busy actually. What with a ton o' work, the gym, more work after work, and the general trying to learn Caprica's OS. Let me see if I can catch you up on a few things since last Friday...

Friday:
Accident Prone

Last Friday on the way home from the gym to the bar, I got hit again in the ol' rear. No damage at all, but irritating none the less. Some douchebag stopped right in the middle of a right turn on a green light to try and talk to some ho-bags (is that more or less PC than the regular "ho"?) in a car. So I hit the brakes, as did the hottie behind me. Trouble is, that she slid into me. She banged up her fron panel, but I had no damage luckily. We exchanged mutual obscenities in the direction of the douche, and then were on our ways.

Saturday:
Black and Blue and White... and Red

Ah, the first taste of GSU football was experienced by over 5,000 of the Eagle Nation on Saturday at the annual Blue-White Game. Plenty of friends, football, and beer. PLENTY o' beer. Got hammered, went to Moe's, went home, took a nap, got hammered again at home 'cause I was too tired to go out. Woke up Sunday with the usual post-tailgating bruises and sunburns. The one on my head is always the worst.

Sunday-Wednesday:
Same ol', same ol'.

Thursday:
Kids, Sort-of Indians, Rednecks, and hotdogs.

Had to work an event in Screven Co. that sucked ass and was a complete waste of my time. Too many slightly-older-than-baby kids who had no idea what a college is, a guy who looked like a retarded Daniel Boone who played the drums while talking to the kids about Indians, and a redneck Civil War re-enactor (wanna guess which side he was?) that shot off a musket about 20 times today all played a part in this colossal pain in my ass today. But I did get a couple of hotdogs out of it.

To Not Boldly Go Where I've Gone Before...

Yeah, so apparently while typing this I've discovered that I can't bold anything that I'm typing here in my posts. In fact, all I can do is post images and spell check. Neat-o.


And that ought to about do it. Was it good for you?

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Orange and Maroon Effect Day

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iPod + gym= Awesome

Having the Shuffle while at the gym was so much better than having to listen to the crap that was coming through Sirius today. But those within borrowing distance beware, I'm on the hunt for cd's that I can borrow to put into iTnes so I can adjust the playlist when I need too.

And yes, this little post is coming to you from the SBDA household. The bedroom (where the magic happens,) to be precise. That's because they had to install a new line for internet access, so I'll need to get a hold of a wireless router so I can sit in front of my beloved TV and still be on the interweb.

So now I have the internets at home. I'm sure I'll wear it, and the novelty of it, out shortly.

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Yes!!!! and D'oh!

After brief stops in China, Indianapolis, Memphis, and then parcel delivery limbo... I have my MacBook.

But no internet.

After running the majority of the system/computer registration last night, I tried to Splinter Cell my way onto the web via someone else's wireless. While I was able to pick up a good number of possible hot spots from the comfort of my couch, most were password protected and the one I could get to never really let me online. Although I did connect to a chick's Limewire Library, with all of her 500+ songs on there.

So instead I pretty much played around with it for a little while, making little adjustments and such. Which I'll just have to continue on with until sometime tomorrow when Northland hopefully comes to install my interweb connection. Or until I can hijack someone else's finally.

And another positive note: found out that I may be able to get a free copy of the Windows Suite for Caprica courtesy of work, so that I can work from home too. Suite, I mean, sweet.

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Where's Caprica?

Apparently in Memphis, TN according to the online FedEx tracking system.

She's supposed to be here by 12:00 noon tomorrow.

I'm taking Friday off, so hopefully I'll have plenty of time to play around with my new toys.

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"You complete me"

Is what my newly acquired iPod Shuffle (Soundwave) would be saying to my new MacBook if it arrived today as well. Instead it'll just have to be all sappy and start working whenever Caprica gets here.

And yes, I know that I could use iTunes on this computer to start with the uploading and what have you. I could, if this computer and web-filter didn't suck monkey ass and keep screwing up the page.

So now I have a shiny, tiny trinket to only look at for hopefully just another day or so.

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Bad Reviews Dooming "Opera"

Despite some of the kick-assery that Opera provides as a browser, there seem to be quite a few issues that are cropping up and seriously pissing me off big time. Like preventing me from writing a post about the newest addition to the SBDA family.

So I'm probably gonna be uninstalling Opera tomorrow morning and possibly handing the role to the understudy, Firefox. I've heard good things.

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Hell Hath Frozen Over

Check it out:



That’s right. That’s an order confirmation page. And the order is for my new MacBook and iPod Shuffle. Join me as I ring in the new year of 2005!

AND, almost as important as the fact that I finally joined the 21st century, is the fact that I saved $41.73 in the process too! Sweet.

The other night I mentioned to someone that there was a state employee discount for Apple, and they told me they thought there should be a student discount too. So today I checked; and sure enough, along with the student discount there’s a faculty/staff/administrative discount for my venerable institution as well. Huzzah!

So, ever the obsessive compulsive (I prefer “thorough”) shopper that I am, I went and did 2 separate shopping carts to see which discount was more effective. 1 had the state discount, and the other used the institution discount. Turns out that after the sales tax is added in, the latter was cheaper overall.

Now I have to sit and wait impatiently until my mechanical babies arrive via a big, brown stork. I guess while I’m waiting, I should probably go ahead and look into getting DSL or something at the hizzy. That way it’s more secure and I don’t have to mooch off neighbors’ wireless accounts. Much.

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I’ve already gone and picked out names for ‘em too. I was thinkin’ “Soundwave” for the iPod and “Caprica” for the MacBook. You know, cool names so they won’t get beat up on the electric playground or anything.

Opera Man

So I discovered Opera today. And not the “Phantom of the” or “Les Mis” variety. More like the “trying to find new ways to putz around on the web” opera. So, “Opera”.

I’m still trying to get used to all the little nuances that make it different from Internet Explorer; but for the most part, I like it. Especially the “speed dial” or little preview windows that you can have for your favorites. That’s just neat-o. Oh, and holy shit! (I just discovered it) The preview windows that pop up when you hover over the tabs. Bad. Ass.






And I think for now I’ll keep a little separation between work and play. The work stays on Explorer, but the play goes on Opera. At least until I either fully convert to Opera, or something disastrous happens and I renounce it completely.

Opera Man, a bye byyyyyyyyeeeeeeee!

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Tighty Whitey

I guess sometimes procrastinating pays off. Literally.

Got an email today about some of the state employee benefits/discounts that we get, and guess who just happened to be on the list of participants? Apple.

So there seems to be a small discount that’ll allow me to go and get the balls to the wall, loaded up MacBook for less than I would have spent on the more basic one that I probably would have gotten otherwise. Yippee.

Yet again, it seems that I’m inching closer and closer (however slowly) into the 20th century. And maybe I’ll use the savings to get an iPod Shuffle and just go ahead and completely fall face forward into 2005.

I estimate probably another week or so before I fully commit to everything...

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Egg-cellent

Ah, Easter. A time for screwing up while dyeing eggs, biting the heads off chocolate bunnies, throwing up a shitload of Peeps, and more than the usual allotment of jackasses and douchebags dressed in pastel collared shirts.

But even with all of these warm and fuzzy things swirling around us like a basket of fake grass in a windstorm, we should really take the time to remember what we should all really be feeling:

Fear.



Always remember that “the Easter Bunny hates you”, kids.

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Baseball has been berry berry good to me

So Opening Day was Monday and I got to watch all of about 30 minutes of a game on TV at lunch. It was a picture perfect day outside, there was new baseball being played, and I'm sure I could have found the will to drink some beer...but I had to go back to work. I was pissed.

Work sucks.

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More Good times in Gainesville

Holy crap!!

I almost forgot that the Georgia Southern game against Florida was where I first noticed that Joakim Noah and Spanish from Old School were separated at birth.

Every time he came to the line to shoot free throws we’d yell out “He’s gonna do one more! He’s gonna do one more!”

We think he heard us at one point, because it looked like he looked up at us and laughed.

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Good times in Gainesville

To commemorate the back to back championships that Florida has reeled off, I’d like to share my favorite U of F moment:

A couple of years ago Yogus and I drove to Gainesville to watch our beloved Georgia Southern Eagles take on the Florida Gators in a friendly little game of basketball. What with G-ville only being about 6 hours from the ‘Boro, we thought there’d be a pretty good size group of Eagle fans there to help us cheer on the boys. Not so much. There were about 4 other guys there.

So the 6 of us sat there surrounded by 12,000+ Gator fans, as the Eagles went toe to toe with the larger school for most of the game, and we out shit-talked all of their fans that were within earshot. Seriously, their basketball fans knew nothing of trash talk. Their best talker was some hot chick behind us that would say “Don’t let that #10 get it. He’s good!”

But my single favorite Florida moment was right after the 6 of us had to suffer through one of their chants: "Two bits, four bits, six bits, a dollar, all for the Gators, stand up and holler!" After the cheering died down there was an ever so brief period of silence that Yogus timed fucking perfectly and announced to everyone:

“That was the single gayest experience of my entire life!”

Every Gator fan that heard that turned around and looked right at him, while the 5 of us howled with laughter. It could have been the ass whooping of a lifetime, but at the time we didn’t care because it was so funny.

We ended up losing the game as Florida pulled away in the end and David Lee went over 1,000 points for his career, but I’ll never forget suffering through that chant only to have it pay off with Yogus almost getting us all pummeled.

Good times.

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She turned up in the search and she's hot, so she get's to be on SBDA!

I’ve known whiter

Anybody seen Fuse’s new sketch comedy show “The Whitest Kids You Know”? It’s pretty damned funny.



I’ve found myself laughing pretty hard at almost all the sketches AND I’ve been sober while doing so. So they get bonus points for that.



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Medic!

CPAT practice Round 2 last Saturday had the added drama of 2 people requiring some minimal aid from an EMT, and a third who probably could have used it but shrugged them off.

Wow. Talk about an ego boost. There’s people gassed out, barely standing or sitting upright, being brought cold water, and having their heart rate checked…. and I’m standing there asking if I can go again yet. And not to toot my own horn, but I smoked my own best time (and course time of the day) with a minute and 36 seconds left. But I’m putting an asterisk on that one as they forgot to connect the two hoses during the hose drag portion (one good pull and I was most of the way done). But again, no horn-tooting here.

Back to the nearly departed: I really don’t understand how after talking to people who’ve done the course and after watching the video that shows what all you’ll be doing, how someone can come in completely unprepared for something like that and not have trained for it at all. That just blows my mind. The second I realized this was what I really wanted to do, I started preparing myself for any and all manner of torture I could think of, this course specifically. But maybe that’s just it: they’re not taking this as seriously as I and most of the others are.

We kept telling all those who didn’t finish what gym to go to and how to train for every little aspect of the course, but whether or not they actually heed our advice is completely up to them. Having less people to compete against makes things easier on me in one way, but then again I don’t want to see anybody fail if I can help them along. And as usual, I’d rather teach them than trash them. Stupid conscience.

Anyhoo, we’ll just see how things go this Saturday when I go mano y obstacle course-o for the third time.

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