When?

When will the Boston Globe stop bashing the Teacher's Union and start bashing the policies that have created the problem?  When will ESPN stop trying to crown LeBron James before he actually wins anything?  When will people stop caring about who's boinking who?  When will Sean Carpenter decide that he is better than the candidates he endorses and run for office?  When will my son Brayden crawl?  When will the New York Jets stop talking and do what they get paid to do?  When are people going to realize there is absolutely no difference between Republicans, Democrats and investment bankers?  (They all get rich selling us a fantasy while we bust our asses and stay right where we are!)  When will MLB have a salary cap?  When will we stop calling military operations wars?  When will I finally learn that high anxiety and alcohol make me no fun to be around?  When will my father realize that sending email is less complicated than rewiring the basement?  When will Brayden's baby acne go away?  When is a fellow inmate going to shiv Bernie Madoff?  When is Lifetime going to stop making cheesy movies about men who kill women? (Aren't they supposed to be the network for women?)  When will my aunts get off their asses and come see Brayden? (Supposedly they are dying to meet him, so one could assume that they are dead by now)  When will Kim Kardashian just go the F#$% AWAY?  When will the Boston Bruins stop teasing us with a couple wins before an extended losing streak?  When will ESPN pay as much attention the Celtics or the Lakers as they do the Heat?  WHEN WILL BRETT FAVRE FINALLY F@#$ING RETIRE? When will celebrities who commit heinous crimes get treated like the rest of us?  When is this global warming thing going to actually warm the globe? (It's frickin freezing in here Mr. Bigglesworth)  When is ML going to stop inviting me to join his fantasy leagues? (It'll probably be right after football ends and after how I've acted, I can't blame him)  When is my Masters finally going to come in the mail?  When am I finally going to stop caring about shit that truly doesn't matter?  When will the Patriots win their next Superbowl?  When will M&M finally get engaged?  When is Suff finally going to realize that will while size is important, substance usually wins over flash in the end?  When will the state of Massachusetts stop voting the same tired bums in and acting flabbergasted when they screw us over?  When will I stop missing my mom?  When is it going to start to feel like Christmas?  When is Otis finally going to come to Boston?  When is my wife going to believe me when I tell her that she's beautiful?  When am I going to stop asking these questions???

Well, if you are still reading this then you obviously have as much time on your hands as I do and if that's the case then you have my sympathies.

You don't have to like it...

Monday December 6, 2010 was billed as the NFL game of the year, an epic clash of the titans between AFC East powers; the Jets vs Patriots.  The battle of the minds, Rex Ryan vs Bill Belichik.  The battle of the QBs, Mark Sanchez vs Tom Brady.  Well, let's just say that something epic happened but it was hardly a clash of the titans.  For all the talking Rex Ryan did about how he came to the AFC East to kick Bill Belichik's ass I expected more.  Instead Rex got his every inch of his extremely fat ass kicked.  You'd think a silly fat bastard like him would love to eat, but he certainly looked he was going to choke on his tears while eating the humble pie that the evil hoodie baked for him.  I haven't seen someone look that miserable since John Candy found out he had to eat the gristle and fat left from the old 96er in The Great Outdoors.  The Jets are a sub par pretender to the throne.  They have beaten one team with a winning record this season and that was the Pats in week 2.  How was the rematch?  45-3!!  And honestly the game wasn't even that close.  The Sanchize had looked good the last two weeks in late game drives against terrible teams after his vaunted defense had blown substantial leads.  Then comes into Foxboro on Monday Night Football and throws three picks against what all the experts claim is the worst pass defense in the league!!!  Tom Brady surgically cut apart the Jets defense for over 300 yards passing and four touchdowns!!  The Jets are exactly what the Bengals were last year...  a comical sideshow with some talent and ton of hot air!!  I just don't see the Dolphins, Steelers, Bears and Bills pulling their entire starting lineups and allowing the Jets to slide into the playoffs like the Colts did for you last year!!!  So J-E-T-S SUCK SUCK SUCK fans welcome back to the real world!!!  You don't have to like it, but learn to love it.

This week marked the 69th anniversary of the attack on Pearl Harbor.  I can't help but marvel at this fact;  December 7th 1941, a date which will live in infamy happened almost 3/4 of a century ago.  We talk about freedom and rights all the time in this country, but I get the feeling that we don't always like to admit that those freedoms and rights were paid for with blood and sacrifice.  I think that is worth remembering the next time you think it's acceptable to leave your hat on during the National Anthem.  It's the land of the Free because of the Brave. To all veteran's past and present,  but especially those of WWII, I salute you.

Season One of The Event came to a close this week.  I have watched every episode of this hybrid between Lost and 24 and I have to say that I am not disappointed.  There are layers of power struggles on this show.  I am holding to firm to what I said in this blog about every time there is a black President on a show or movie an unspeakable disaster looms on the horizon.  I hope Season Two is as good as Season One.

Last week's episode of Smallville was the best one so far.  Not of this season...  but EVER!!!  The parallel universes, the two Clarks,  and the references to King Lear along with the final quote about not wanting to miss how it all ends...  BRILLIANT!

A final note that has nothing to do with pop culture.  I have been truly blessed with an amazing and beautiful wife, a healthy and adorable newborn son, and some great friends.  Sometimes I forget how good things are and only concentrate on what I don't have... and I shouldn't because I know a lot of people would kill to have what I have.  So before I sign off, I want to say to four of you out there who should know who you are...  I'm sorry I get jealous and feel left out sometimes.  I have no right to want to be included in what you have created.  I love you and hope for your continued success.

Well, if you are still reading this then you obviously have as much time on your hands as I do and if that's the case then you have my sympathies.