Wearing: The usual. But I bought some Croc flip flops this month. They were on sale for $20 at Finish Line. Couldn’t bring myself to buy the moon shoes. And well I’m still trying to get used to them

Listening to: Everything and nothing at the same time.

Reading: The Brittanica Encyclopedias. 

Watching: SYTYCD.

Craving: Right now, pizza, but it changes everyday. I think I might have an eating disorder. I was reading a pamphlet  today by Overeaters Annoynomous. It was a checklist of the 15 signs that you are an overeater and well…I answered yes to 12 of the questions….

Wishing: That team sports besides baseball were still around.

Lusting after: Ehh…heh. The new Iphone.

Loving: My soon to be car. The Olympics.

Hating/Disliking: My Computer for two reasons. 1. that it’s broken. 2. that it’s making a trip to San Diego. I’m so jealous of it. Yeah, I’m jealous of my computer. Also State Farm auto insurance which I really wanted because of Coach K.’s advertisement, but they are way to pricey. I’m poor man. My bonnaroo burn. I’m still peeling.

Missing: My pals.

Boy crushing: currently I have a man crush on Jack White and a crush on Michael Phelps.

Girl crushing: The Williams sisters, especially Venus with her 117 mile an hour serve.

Awaiting: This weekend when I hopefully get my car.

Dreading: buying gas and all that entails with owning a car.

(Mainly dealing with Michael Phelps)

It’s that time of year again where I expound on my ever increasing love of Michael Phelps. I know that this is actually breaking my rule of “not crushing on athletes anymore sole for Sidney Crosby” but Mike has been my guy since I was 13. I made the law without factoring this in so now I decided to add an amendment. (This is why monarchies failed). So now it’s Sid and Mike.

Phelps was sporting the handle bar mustasche again up til a day ago. The first time around (2 years ago) I didn’t dig it, but this time I did. There’s something about Playoff Beards (or facial hair in general) that’s appealing. And it takes serious balls to go on national tv with a porn stasche. Which he did…and I suppose he does have those, atleast he better.

His first heat 400 im- World Record broken (which he previously set in the first place).

I’m going to miss watching tomorrows heat because of work. (I work through prime time hours). It blows, but I need the money, though this is not happening during the Olympics. I’m not missing the Olympics. I refuse.

Katie Hoff also reclaimed her 400 im WR from some Austrailian chick who stole it in March.

Representing…! (and in case I don’t get to it tomorrow, Michael Phelp’s have a great birthday.)

I’m officially a loser.

The NBA Draft fell on a Thursday, which happens to be the day that I work till 8pm, and the draft started at 6. Ever resourceful I decided to track the draft online (thank you ESPN). I was interested to see if 1. Memphis was able to trade up to number 2, or 2. If we would really get Kevin Love. But knowing my luck…I’m sure you can all guess what happened next…

As soon as the countdown started for Memphis…our server went down, and our B.A. who usually fixes it gets off at 5, so no more tracking NBA Draft online.

Thankfully one of the Doctors who was checking the happenings over my shoulder was about to head home and he promised to call me to tell me the pick. Which he did, infact he even told me the next 5 picks as well.

And my bad luck continues…

And with the 28th pick the Grizzlies take….who the hell? CDR…CDR is who we needed. Tickets sells baby!

I want to state here and now that I wanted Kevin Love in Memphis. Yeah, I said. If for the only reason that we could form a support group for all the victims of the insanely cool name of Love. He wasnt even here yet and the Memphis Paper was making Love Shack and Love Boat jokes. I feel your pain Kevin Love. They will often times more than not forget your first name…but they will always remember your last. No one can understand it unless they share our burden. But its a burden we (at least I am) proud to bear.

Back to the draft. I think Memphis was RETARDED for trading for OJ Mayo. The Commercial Appeal is claiming Mayo is a sexy superstar…and I’m not making that up…yes a man said that. If I’m not mistaken didn’t USC lose in the first around of the NCAA Tourney. Not even Duke lost in the first round…

Maybe I’m wrong in thinking this but if Carmelo Anthony can lead a no name Syrcuse team to the NCAA Championship and win it in his first year, then a Sexy Superstar better at least make the Second round…but that’s just me.

They are saying Kevin Love is out of shape, maybe he is. But hes a white dude! He’s not going to be super built. So he was slow against Memphis, Derrick Rose was gasping for breath and hunching over on the floor begging Coach Cal to take him out at the beginning of the 4th against Tennessee. Uhh…nobody dares to remember that.

So we get Mayo and I forgot the other guy but he’s better than our 28th pick so that’s fine. But we got rid of Mike Miller. The only guy who’s been on the team longer than 3 years. 3 years! Oh, but we got Antoine Walker, oh yeah baby. Veteran Experience there. He even won a ring with the Miami Heat, and he did so much to help them. I bet he prep talked Wade to get him pumped up for all those Free Throws.

I’m not joking Memphians are jazzed about him. Do they realize who Walker is, what he looks like?

I think this trade was ridiculous. I think it was just another Gasol deal all over again. And the sad thing is Memphians are all jazzed about it. They think just sticking with the 5th and 28th pick was boring. Like they havent had enough trade excitement all ready this year!?

Good riddens.

My computer is giving up the ghost…again. I have insanely bad luck with personal computers (okay, with most things but especially my computers). This is the second time in 2 years that my usb ports have acted funny. Last time my motherboard was dying, but this time it’s going down differently. (I need to rescue my music!)

2 weeks ago I was on the search for a new computer, but about a week ago I got news of a car that was in my price range, well kept, and good miles.

So my focus changed. I figured my computer could make it through the first month or so of college, when I can save up some after the purchase of a car. However, my computer decided to take a turn for the worse.

Gotta love the timing.

I’m still trying to decide between the two. (I miss the the life of having a “work” computer and a “personal” computer (though the two kinda became one). 

There’s always the library….

The Celtics won. Not quite how I wanted it, I believed this to be Kobe’s year.

I was wrong.

I cried during Garnett’s interview. So much emotion.

He deserved it.

That was the worst lopsided game I’ve ever witnessed.

The drive

The hills of middle Tennessee (aka Manchester)

The Center of Centeroo

Little Feat ft Jake Shimabukuro

B.B. King

The Running Joke

Us

The masses

Day 1, Thursday: We began our trip to Manchester, Tn, aka Bonnaroo, at 7:30 in the morning (we being Chris and I. Technically his trip started at 9 am the day before, but he’s cool like that.) We had a 4 hour drive and another 4 and half hour wait to enter Bonnaroo’s gates. The highway was backed up from exit 111 to exit 127….that would be 26 miles of cars, so they closed off the highway exits and made us take the back roads through Manchester into the ‘Roo.

(My internet is having technical difficulties which is preventing me from uploading photos.)

Once we arrived we set up camp and to our surprise discovered that the tent was actually an 8 man tent. So…it was just a little large. There was about a mile from our camping area (Pod 9 the coolest camp area around) to Centeroo (the place where everything was happening).

Concerts we saw: What Made Milwaukee Famous, Lez Zeppelin (a female cover band of Led Zeppelin), Dark Star Orchestra (A band that recreates Grateful Dead Concerts), The Big Sleep.

Day 2, Friday: This was the most interesting day of our trip. I discovered just how early the sun comes up, how freakin hot a tent can become at 7:30 in the morning, how uncomfortable the ground is, and how scary it can be when the keys get locked in the car. To make a long story short Chris accidentally locked the keys in the car. We thought about the possibility of a locksmith but didn’t feel like paying the 55 dollars that they were going to charge, so Chris got a wire and tried to pry his way in, which wasn’t really working until a guy from a few tents over came over to help. They were able to pry the door enough to get the wire through, but 15 minutes later they still weren’t able to press the lock. A Canadian chick a few tents over was watching and decided to it a go. She came up with the ingenious idea of using a tent pole to press the lock and wala we had our keys. I love Canada.

Later on I had a freak nose bleed. Something to do with the heat I guess. And I also got the worst sunburn I’ve ever had in my life.
Concerts we saw: Minus the Bear (So many good bands come from Seattle it’s insane.), Les Claypool, The Raconteurs (Jack White is a total badass. I want their cds so badly. I think they were one of the best concerts.), Chris Rock (did a comedy routine which was hilarious. He covered the presidential candidates, racism, relationships…it was awesome. Side note: there was close to a 100,000 people at Bonnaroo, I swear there was only like 100 black people and that’s including Chris Rock.) Metallica (They were kinda out of place, since bonnaroo is more of a chill environment. They had a hard time getting the crowd going, so they ended up playing just about all of their slower songs and more mainstream stuff. Also they haven’t toured since 2004 so it was more of a “wow I’m effing seeing Metallica” even though I’ve never really been into them.)

Day 3, Saturday: Bonnaroo was so chill and everyone was friendly, which was kinda the opposite of what I was geared up for. Our tent neighbors to our right were a couple from West Virginia, we hung with them a bit. And our neighbors to the left of us were a preppy couple from Georgia that Chris and I couldn’t figure out why they even came to Bonnaroo, since they never went to any concerts and were so concerned about the personal hygiene.

Anyways, Saturday was the headline day, so…

Concerts we saw: Little Feat (They were the ultimate jam band. We were just about front-right to the stage. Jake Shimabukuro joined them for a song on his ukulele. Oh, and the bassist returned my wave.), BB King (LEGEND!!!), Iron and Wine, Jack Johnson (I was in 7th heaven), Pearl Jam (OMG…they were awesome. Eddie got so carried away that they went an hour over schedule, he also got drunk towards the end…Chris got sick during the Jack Johnson’s set, went to the medical tent for some stuff for his stomach and then went back to the tent, so he missed Pearl Jam (a pause for sympathy).

Concerts I wanted to see: Kanye West. Because of Pearl Jams extra hour they screwed over Kanye West’s performance that had already been bumped from one stage to another, to 2:45, then as we were all waiting and 2:45 came and no Kanye, the screen’s changed to a 3:30 showtime. 3:30 comes and no Kayne. 3:40 I say screw this and head back to my camp, so does a number of other people. 4:40 he starts. 4:40 in the morning!

You know how Wordstocks always had the one quote that stood out, like last year’s “Let’s Go”? Well Bonnaroo’s was “Fuck Kanye”. Throughout Sunday anyone could say that and a chant would break out. People made shirts, flags, even wrote on the graffiti wall about it. I have a really awesome picture but again my internet is weird.

Day 4, Sunday: The last day of the Roo. Sniffle.

Concerts we saw: Jakob Dylan and the Gold Mountain Rebels (the son of a legend, and a rockstar in his own right.), Aimee Mann (I wasn’t so hot on her at first, mainly went for Chris, but towards the end I actually like her style), An Acoustic Performance with Larry Campbell, Jackie Greene, Phil Lesh, and Teresa Williams (good ol classic rock and southern blues), Robert Plant and Alison Krauss (Robert Plant people! He did a few mellowed out versions of Led Zepplin songs), Death Cab for Cutie (again not really my type of music, but they were good)

We left the Roo at about 9pm, took us a while to actually get out of Manchester, and our first stop was to Ihop for a hot dinner/breakfast, it was like 12 o’clock in the morning. The place was packed with fellow Rooers. We arrived back in Memphis at 4am. A hot shower, my comfy bed, and air con was much appreciated.

In a day and a half I’m leaving for Bonnaroo.  I have a camera, so you can expect pictures when I get back.

I’m going to be gone for Father’s Day, so…Happy Father’s Day Dad. Love you and hope you have a great day.  (When I hit up CBU next month I’ll get you a something so you can show off with pride how smart and lovely your daughter is.)

What is the Lakers mascot?

We are currently watching another 2006 NBA Finals. Game 2 FTA Celtics 38, Lakers 10…Powe 13? And Donaghy supports my claim of the NBA’s lopsided ways.

After watching the Lacrosse and Hockey seasons this year, the basketball seems so slow and boring. The NBA has so many breaks, tv time outs, team time outs, refs halting play, which causes the game to drag on and on, that now even the most exciting game doesn’t seem exciting anymore. You don’t have that in the other sports.

I thought this months ESPN magazine (Jocks take over 2.0) was the best one yet. Chad Johnson had grand little quotes sprinkled throughout, and the part with the NBA players trying to figure out how to improve the Playoffs was great. Fischer had the idea of one and done like the NCAA Tourney. I like it, but I think that would probably never happen. But if they did the best of 3 like the CWS there might be a chance. Because 7 games is way too long.

Paul Pierce is to Knee as Tom Brady is to Foot.

Except worse.

I hope it bites him in the rear as well.

Right now USA soccer is playing Argentina in a “Friendly”, that technically has no bearing on anything except to gain playing experience.

This game is more than a Friendly Match, It’s bragging rights.

I’m a pretty easy going person, but there’s two countries that I’ve grown to dislike, Argentina and Brazil.

Cocky, check. Proud, check. Egotistic, check.  A reason to be, Maybe, (Argentina? No, but that doesn’t stop them).

I don’t want to offend anyone so I won’t get into all the reasons on why I’m not the greatest fan of those places. I just wanted to state how happy I would be if the US pulled off a win.

Let’s Go USA!