Well, it's no secret that I've had a little bit of bad luck with the Scion tC (aka "The Batmobile"). I loved the car, it treated me really well, never broke down on me, and was great on gas.

As many of you have probably already noticed, I used past tense speech in the last paragraph.

Well, that's because it's time to introduce you to "The Deuce."

I went home to Perry this past weekend and while I was there, I found it necessary to get The Batmobile serviced. While I was there, I spoke to a gentleman named Mike Bsh0p, who was kind enough to show me the 2007 model tC. Now, I know what you're already thinking, and the answer is "no, I didn't do something stupid."

But yes, I did buy a new car.

You see, I did a little research on the current value of my vehicle and compared it to the price of a new car. Even after the deer incident, The Batmobile held a pretty good trade-in value and I figured with 77,600 miles (f*ck you Cle@r Channel), if I could get into a little bit better of a car for a little bit more money, I'd do it.

So, with that, I present to you Scion tC Version 2.0 aka "The Deuce":









Now, if you're thinking "It looks just like your last car," then you'd be exactly right. The only true differences between this car and the last is that it is in new condition, and it's blue. In these pictures it looks a little purple, but trust me, it's blue...bright blue when the light hits it just right.
So, there you have it. Let's all join together in welcoming "The Deuce" to the family.

Until next time kids.

Be safe.

P.S. -- Since I haven't done it in a few days, I present to you a completely irrelevant photo of Keira Knightley.


Image credit: keiraknightleyworld.com

Labels: Keira Knightley, Photo Hunt, The Deuce

By now, there’s not a soul in this country that has no idea about what happened at Virginia Tech. It’s a tragedy, plain and simple, and something that never deserved to happen to anyone at anytime. Actually, “tragedy” is an understatement.

Generally, I hate the media. You would think that from taking many classes on how to survive in it and manipulate it, to having worked in it for a full year, I would have a slight defense for what I’ve seen splattered across the news the past couple of weeks. However, I have no defense for what has become many reporters’ wet dream. In the post-Imus era, it’s becoming more and more apparent to me that the media has too much power and they’re not using it for the intended purpose. Piles and piles of satellites, camera men, and tanned individuals descended upon Blacksburg to catch a glimpse of a grieving man or woman, and to tell the story of a twisted son of a bitch.

I would rant further, but that’s not the intention of this post. I just wanted to point out where the media has gone wrong, and where schools across the nation have picked up the slack.

PWD posted two articles earlier where Big 10 schools OSU and Penn State formed their own tributes to Virginia Tech out of the classiness of their character and not because it would generate higher ratings. While NBC was busy jerking off over a mailed in tape, young but very mature adults were organizing their own show of support on days where their pride was only supposed to be for the home team.

Paul, I apologize for blatantly taking these photographs from your blog and using them for my own post, but I felt it well worth sharing just in case the person exists out there who reads mine but skims yours (we all know this person is a myth, but humor me for a moment). Everyone, please see below for what has to be one of the classiest acts I’ve ever seen from a group of people.

You see, this is what it’s all about. And when I say “it’s” I mean college football. It’s a sense of pride, gathering, community, and the ability to remember that off of the football field, we all bleed red and breathe oxygen. We’re all connected to what happened to our friends up north. To see this unselfish show of support for people they’ve never met really makes me feel good about why I love this sport and community so much.

I spend a lot of time talking about how much I hate Georgia Tech, Florida, Auburn, blah blah blah. The truth is; that generally only includes sports. Other than that, they’re pretty good people (albeit the Tech ones are a bit nerdy). I think we can all agree on that.

I’m not trying to say anything profound or earth shattering. I just wanted to point out something that made my day a little better. Something that made me sit back and take notice of how many good people there still are in this world, regardless of how the media portrays it.

I just hope you read this and it made your day a little bit better just like it did mine.

Until next time kids.

Be safe.

Labels: College Football

Well, the weekend in Florida actually ended up much better than I thought. It wasn't too hot, no bugs, no sand in awkward places, and I got drunk. I'll say that's a recipe for success.

Anyway, as promised, here is an account of the trip, accompanied by some photos.

I arrived in Perry roughly around 9:30 PM on Thursday night. After a brief Chick-fil-A dinner, I tried to lay down and take a nap, but to no avail. Somewhere in between my cussing at not being able to get some rest and getting up to pee one last time (too much Dr. Pepper), Jonathan knocked on the door and it was time to roll. We headed out in the Granny Mobile (a Ford Crown Victoria on loan from Jonathan's Grandmother) roughly around 12:45 AM Friday morning.

Jojo (as he will be referred to from here on out) was cool enough to let me grab some sleep on the way while he drove and listened to his iPod. After a stop in Valdosta and one somewhere else in BFE, Florida, we switched drivers on the Florida Turnpike at 5:00 AM...a mere two and a half hours out.

We arrived at Jensen Beach, Florida and our hotel at 7:30 AM. We shared some brief hugs with friends, including the bride and groom (because no one ever sleeps in at the beach), and then we both thought "damn I'm hungry."

We drove back across the bridge and stopped at a nice little location called "Dena's Cafe." It was quaint, out of the way, and located in a freestanding building. That spells "good-ass cookin'." We decided it was nice enough, even though it was very windy, to sit outside and eat breakfast. Here's the view looking out:


Jojo trying to pretend he's not white as hell.

I ordered the #2, which was an order of French Toast, eggs, bacon, and sausage. Here is an action shot halfway through stuffing my face:


MMMMMMM Bacon.

So, we ate, enjoyed it and then I said "nap time" while Jojo said "sunburn."

After a delightful 3 hour nap I got my ass up and started drinking. From 2:00 PM -- 4:00 PM it was Jager and Jack Daniels and it felt great. I took my butt upstairs to shit, shower, and shave (not really shaving though...beach wedding) and then headed back down to the bar. By 5:45 PM I had a Jack and Coke in one hand, my camera/phone in the other, and I was sitting in a wedding chair on a beach. Life was great and I was actually drinking during a wedding. Dreams really do come true.

Here are some action shots of the wedding:

The "Giveaway."



The "LetsSayIDoSoWeCanEatCake."



The "LetsMakeItOfficialSinceThePreacherToldUsTo."



The "AllSheWantsToDoIsDance."



The "FUCKYEAHITSCAKETIME."


Sadly enough, I was not able to get any cake because I was too concerned with getting hammered, as you can tell by the video evidence below:



Now that I've not only incriminated myself, but everyone else as well, I might as well go ahead and finish. Not that there's anything that bad. Here's a quick summary of the rest of the evening:

1. Jojo almost got some.
2. I struck out ALL NIGHT LONG.
3. We got drunk and ended up with a guitar and 12 people around a hot tub singing.
4. Surprisingly, no one stopped us.
5. Went to bed roughly around 3:00 AM.
6. Woke up at 11:00 AM, said good morning to the Bride and Groom, then went to eat lunch.
7. Became smitten by the nerdy but very hot and quite leggy waitress at Crawdaddy's.
8. Decided that if we didn't leave now, we never would.
9. On the road at 2:00 PM.

Here's an action shot of Jojo shortly after I asked him if he felt like driving:


The answer was "NO."

And, after roughly 30 hours of being within the state boundaries of Florida, we exited. Here is the last action shot of the trip:


Thankfully, this let me know I was driving in the right direction.

Well, there you have it. An all-to-quick weekend of drinking, visiting with old friends, and (sober) driving. I know to most of you who read this, you have no idea who in the hell these people are. Well, that's ok, because it's all about the fucking story, man.

The good news is the weekend saved you from the post about me getting the Stomach Flu last Monday. All you need to know is 4 lbs in 18 hours. Boo-yah.

Until next time kids.

Be safe.

Labels: "It's Wedding Season", I hate Florida, Photo Hunt

I'm heading to Florida tonight. I have a wedding to attend and thankfully, it's not in Gainesville. Instead, I will be arriving in and around West Palm Beach sometime tomorrow morning to spend most of the day getting liquored up....then do the same thing the rest of the night.

I really do hate the state of Florida. Sorry, but Florida is home to (but is certainly not limited to) these attributes:

1) Heaven/Hell's waiting room.
2) Hours of COPS episodes waiting to happen.
3) No grass...all sand.
4) 9 out of 12 months of unforgiving heat that turns your beer to boiling point in a matter of minutes.
5) Satan (aka the University of Florida)

Feel free to add your own...since everyone enjoys lists and all.

Come Sunday when I arrive back in Atlanta, I'm hoping there will be a long-winded weekend update, some site upgrades, and the story of me getting the Stomach Flu last Monday. That one's GREAT.

Until then, everyone have a great and safe weekend. Easter candy is on sale now.

Until next time kids.

Be safe.

Labels: Fun while drinking, I hate Florida

Well, it came and went and we got a few answers to some key questions. However, in the spring, nothing ever really shakes out like it's going to in the fall. All it really does is let the UGA fans evaluate some new names, see some UGA Football, and give them an excuse to talk about the upcoming season.

Ten things we learned from G-day:

1. Stafford is going from being a good QB to a great one. -- The kid's arm is a damn cannon, his decision-making ability is ten-fold what it was this time last year, and he speaks like a leader. All this, and the kid is only 19 years old. I really think he's the kind of talent that is going to bring other talent to Athens that will help us win a National Championship by 2009.

2. Kris Durham has the tools. He just needs the body. -- I think we all know that KD has some primetime play-making ability, he just needs to beef up some. I would've liked to have seen him with about 10-15 more lbs on his frame, but he showed that he can break tackles, make tough catches, and even throw the ball when necessary. He is becoming a very solid option for us.

3. Our Defense has a long way to go. -- Look, let's just call and spade a spade. We looked weak out there on Saturday. It's true. While I know that on days like G-day we purposefully only bring the blitz maybe 10% of the time, we still have players that are way inexperienced at a lot of positions. The positives include a lot of depth in the secondary and some solid vocal leadership. The negatives include missed tackles, blown assignments, and a lack of a pass rush without bringing more than four guys at a time. We have to get better here, and I believe we will.

4. Knowshon is as good as advertised. -- There's a reason why he has been the talk of the tailbacks since he arrived last year. The way he cuts and, as The Song Writer put it, "makes himself thin," he is going to be a very big weapon for us. I think Richt was sending a message to him via TV when all they kept talking about was his inability to pass block. That will come along with time and a greater understanding of the offense. I really like what I saw out of the kid. Honestly, I wish that Thomas Brown wouldn't come back this fall so we could have a Lump, Knowshon, and Caleb King (if he qualifies) backfield. There's no sense in rushing TB if we're already deep. We'll need him next year.

5. We do not have a punting game. -- The race to replace Ely-Kelso is on and it's not going incredibly well. I know that Coutu is lobbying to pull double duties, but there's no need in wearing out his leg in games where we might need a 50+ yarder FG from him. If our offense should stutter (and it inevitably will at some point...that's just football), we'll need good field position and right now, we won't get it.

6. Willie Martinez is just trying to fire up his kids. -- As I said earlier, it doesn't make for a very exciting G-day when the QB is getting touched every other play and can't get anything going. Our defense held a lot back last Saturday and for all those that are freaking out; don't. We're going to be fine, as long as we bring the blitz. As soon as Ellerbe gets out of the dog house (if ever), he is our guy to be the 5th pass rusher. Just wait and see.

7. We're very deep at WR. -- Sean Bailey looked really good, MoMass did his thing, Chandler looked solid, and it's only going to get better. They have found a way to work Mikey Henderson into more offensive sets and I think Bobo is taking advantage of a great QB and a deep WR corp. Speaking of which...

8. The days of having to explain UGA highlights are over. -- Mike Bobo is ready to make ESPN on a regular basis. By going to a four WR set, we're looking to throw more deep balls and take advantage of number 7's arm strength. The Song Writer and myself agree that running a trick play at the beginning of the game is a hint of what's coming. Will we always see that kind of trickeration? Hell no. But we are willing to take more chances. Hopefully the days of explaining to your buddies how great that deep bomb was are coming to an end. Your buddies should now be coming to you and talking about how we made the ESPN Top Ten.

9. Hines Ward is still a Dawg. -- I got a little fired up after Super Bowl XL when Hines Ward said "Hines Ward -- College Park" instead of "Hines Ward -- University of Georgia." I understand that where he is from makes his jump all the way to the NFL that much more impressive, but I also know he wouldn't have gotten there without a little help from his college alma mater. Some disagreed with me (namely PWD), but it did bug me just a touch. However, he helped out a LOT on Saturday with his great prescence on the sideline combined with a great interview during halftime. Big ups to Hines Ward. Welcome back to my good graces...even though you never really left.

10. David Pollack is going to be just fine. -- I've had the pleasure of meeting one of the nicest incredibly cocky guys in the history of all the people I've met. I played Xbox with him and Greene a couple of times and he is a really good friend of a buddy of mine that still resides in Athens. He is an all-around good guy and it's great to see him doing so well after his injury.

**BONUS**

Since we haven't seen or heard from her in a while, Keira Knightley has decided to swing by the site for a much needed appearance.


Keira gets a kick of out "Step Three." Image from Keirapictures.com.

Well, there's your highlights. Any agreements/disagreements?

Until next time kids.

Be safe.

Labels: Keira Knightley, UGA Football

Dear Friends,

Yesterday when Georgetown was completely throwing my bracket in the shitter, I had an epiphany of sorts. It seems that I was the victim of one of the seven deadly sins....Greed.

You see, when I took part of the multi-office NCAA Pool for this year, I really wanted to give it my best effort. I wanted to win, of course, but the truth is I just wanted to have a good showing since last year's effort was mediocre at best. In order to do this, I had to do some research and pick the teams which I thought were the best in the nation. One of those teams was the University of Florida. Hell, I even had them winning the whole thing.

After the first two rounds, I figured I was out of it. Even though my Final Four teams were still in it, I didn't think I had a realistic shot of winning. Then, after the Sweet 16 and Elite 8, it appeared I had the opportunity to win something in the nature of $600. This is where my demise began...

I found myself rooting for Florida. It was disgusting. I knew it was wrong and I willingly did it anyway.

So, please allow me to formally apologize for this travesty. Hopefully in the future I will be wise enough to deny the impulse of Greed and instead take the righteous path. I appreciate your support throughout this trying time. It's nice to be back.

Go Dawgs.

Until next time kids.

Be safe.

Labels: I hate Florida, March Madness