I chose a random month, February 2012, and you’ll see what I mean. Giant blocks of text. That’s all.
Visually it’s horrible to look at. Who would read that?
Content-wise is just as bad. These huge paragraphs are just blah, there’s nothing to them. I talk about my Saturday nights; “I drank here. We walked there. I didn’t get too drunk. We got Wawa. I went to bed. It was a good weekend.” Holy shit is that boring.
The fact that he travels doesn’t matter on the play. But the fact is – he traveled.
Benefit to making the call – You show that you’re strictly enforcing the rules. You’re not to be made a fool of. The line is clear, and everyone knows the rules are not to be broken regardless of the scenario.
Drawback to making the call – The fact that he traveled on this play changed the game exactly 0%. It looks silly to make that call.
The issue here is that by not making the call, you’re moving the line. The line is this – when someone breaks the rule, you make the call. How many more steps could he have taken before they actually called it?
By not making the call, you’re saying you only call it when it matters. Then things become arbitrary – when does it matter and when does it not matter? That leaves room for debate, and that’s NOT what you want, because it’s only going to get more controversial from there.
I don’t know where I stand. I dislike Lebron, but that has nothing to do with my thoughts of whether or not you make the call. It’s just convenient that it was him.
Alex and I quote this movie, Freddie Got Fingered, more than anyone should. I find this scene to be absolutely hilarious, but I have a strong feeling that most people wouldn’t. So watch, and let me know what you think.
Also, I had no idea MySpace still existed. It’s not surprising that MySpace is the only shitty site that has clips of such a shitty movie like Freddie.
For the first 23 and a half years of my life, I never regularly flossed. I had so many teeth problems that flossing was the least of my worries.
Now that I don’t look like Sloth from the Goonies, I can start addressing normal people teeth issues, like flossing.
Anytime I flossed prior to this week, my gums bled. A lot. Like, as much as Elvis when he cut off his tail.
However, over the past 4-6 weeks, I’ve made the commitment to try and floss five times a week, and I’ve stuck to it successfully. As I alluded to, this is the first week that my gums didn’t bleed when I flossed. Hard work = results.
In an ideal world, I’ll keep this trend up, but who knows. I’m curious to hear what the norm is. For me, the norm was never floss, ever.
Social media is blowing up with #NationalRunningDay. Here’s my annual repost of something I wrote on #NRD in 2013.
Today is national running day. This is great right? I love running, how could I not love National Running Day? All those out of shape, overweight, lazy folks will get off their butts and go on a run only to return and praise me for putting myself through that experience nearly everyday of my life. They finally realize how much I go through and maybe I go up a few notches in their book. People are finally giving runners the recognition they deserve.
But wait, I read a tweet today that read the following;
“How many people actually run on National Running Day? Better yet, what’s a fat ass country like this one doing with a National Running Day?“
I bolded the important part of that statement. There’s no doubt we’re a very overweight country. What is a fat ass country like the US doing with a national running day? That’s exactly the point.
We have these ‘holidays’ not to highlight the things we normally do, but to highlight the things we never do. Do you think Kenya has a national running day? Of course not, everyday is national running day. They probably have national Big Mac day instead because they never eat Big Macs. I just googled national Big Mac day and guess what, America does not have one. Do you know why? Because everyday is national Big Mac day.
We dedicate one day a year to mothers and fathers because ordinarily we never recognize how important our parents are. We dedicate Christmas and birthdays to being generous and giving gifts to each other because we would never ordinarily buy a gift out of the blue. We have a holiday dedicated to remembering the troops defending our freedom because 364 days out of the year we read the headline of “Three Troops Killed in Roadside Bomb” and probably think that three is pretty good, it could have been more. Hell, we have an entire month dedicated to black people because we know they’re not treated the same way as white people.
The special days we have are not there to show what we really care about but instead what we neglect almost every day of the year. I’m not saying there aren’t good ones out there but eating a Big Mac should be the unusual act, not going on a run. So instead of doing this shit when you’re told, try doing it when your not told. Tell your mom or dad you love them out of nowhere. Spontaneously buy a gift for a friend or significant other. I’m not saying I’m not guilty of doing this as well, but when you take a step back it’s definitely something worth noting.
Yes I went on a run today, but the fact that it was national running day had absolutely nothing to do with it.