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The Lakers vs. Luna Llena
I always hear that story about Hetfield. Here in San Diego, around 1991...they were playing a show at the banner behind them caught fire. Many in the crowd thought it was part of the show.— June 29, 2009 4:22 p.m.
BREAKING NEWS BLOG -- Michael Jackson and Farrah Die
P.S. Mindy, can you introduce me to one of those black guys? I can use a sugar daddy with a cool car collection!— June 29, 2009 10:21 a.m.
BREAKING NEWS BLOG -- Michael Jackson and Farrah Die
Mindy, I agree that things are a thousand times better than they were in MLKs day. But that doesn't mean that racism doesn't exist. Of course it does. I really think, if there's a job applicant that is white and one that is black, and the boss doing the hiring is white...he would probably lean towards hiring the white guy (assuming all their qualities are equal). Listen, I get a lot of posts from people on here that think I'm a racist, because I get mad when blacks always play the race card. And, it's one of the reasons I hate Sonya Sodomyer (sp?). (on a positive side note: the Supreme Court just overturned the decision to throw out the test firefighters took, that the whites passed and the blacks didn't) But Mindy, using a few people you dated doesn't really mean much. It's like when I try to use the few people I play basketball with, and talked about OJ and "racist cops," which turn out not to be racist, once I hear the reasons my black friends are pulled over. You can't judge on a handful of people, but on majorities of people. And even then, nobody says the majority that you see is the definitive. In fact, that's even a very, very small portion of the population. I mean, every time I've seen a story on an arsonist, it's a white guy. Does that mean Caucasians would like being saddled with something like a statement "All Caucasians start fires." Yet, we often times don't think twice about saying statements and using other races (filling in whatever negative that is the topic of the day). What bothers me about these discussions is...I've found that you can't really have them. Because the hard-core liberal types, won't listen to reason. They might think because they're a lawyer, a teacher, or whatever...that they've SEEN more than I have. Which is complete BS. I've lived long enough, and known enough people of all races, and witnessed enough, to where I think I can make statements about traits I see in certain people. But because I think different races can be different...it's not some Sesame Street PR thing where "we're all the same," just as we now know men and women are very different, but everyone tried for years, to tell us there is no difference. But at the end of the day, I don't think me having any specific view on any specific race, really matters. Because each person I meet, I treat as an equal. And I don't go into the relationship (whether that's a working relationship, a dating relationship, someone I play sports with)...they're a person, just as I am. And I treat them as I would like to be treated. I don't think less of them, until I hear their philosophies on life.— June 29, 2009 10:16 a.m.
Discrepancies Aside
I'll be seeing the Woody movie in a few days, but from the few scenes I've seen, I can buy the age difference. She's enamored with the fact that he's a genius. And, in a real life, some guy that makes a lot of money or has a great deal of notoriety, can pull a younger woman. I don't mind when it's reversed, and it's a younger man with an older woman, with the exception being Harold & Maude. Because, no teenage boy would sleep with a Ruth Gordon that's in her late 60s. Just wouldn't happen.— June 29, 2009 9:59 a.m.
Standing up to a Bully
I think basketball breeds that for a few different reasons, but the main one being that men are insane and ultra-competitive. I really don't understand it, to be honest. My favorite, in regards to fouls being called, is the popular expression "...and one." Because, what it means is that you're fouled. But in basketball with referees, they will count the basket you shoot, and STILL give you one free throw. So, that would mean...I'm making my basket, and I'm getting one free throw." Yet, people say it in pick-up games when there not only aren't free throws being shot, BUT...they don't even make the basket! I just recently started telling the young folks I play hoops with, "Uh...you know you have to make the basket for their to be an 'and one!'" They just look at me confused.— June 29, 2009 9:56 a.m.
The Lakers vs. Luna Llena
Well...to stick with my theme of offending Michael Jackson fans, I will say: The fire twirlers made me think of a Michael Jackson Pepsi commercial.— June 29, 2009 9:53 a.m.
BREAKING NEWS BLOG -- Michael Jackson and Farrah Die
I've always been annoyed when a few famous people die and they say "It happens in threes." It never happens in threes. It might on rare occasions. And, isn't this like...five deaths? It started with David Carradine. And I've always wondered...what the time span is for the "three" people to die in. A week? A month? Two months? After all...with so many older actors, it really doesn't mean a lot. And, why is someone like Jack Lemmon considered one, and another famous actor is two...but trying to find a "third" to fit the theory, always ends up being someone that isn't all that famous.— June 29, 2009 1:34 a.m.
Keep the Tip!
The whole check thing is kinda tricky. That's why it's best when the waiter/waitress brings it early but says, with a smile "You can stay as long as you like, I'm just leaving this here now." If I'm really in a hurry, let's say a movie is starting in an hour, and we just sat down...after our food is brought, I'll say "You can bring the check any time, because we're running a little bit late." That way, it puts it out there in a nice way.— June 29, 2009 1:31 a.m.
Standing up to a Bully
SD...Albert Brooks has done some amazing films, hasn't he? If I remember that line correctly, one of the bullies had no problem with that 30K amount, either. Although, in that film, he comes across as a bit of a jerk by the end of the movie. I mean, giving Holly Hunter a guilt trip because she's not attractive to you, and having your son, with his little jew-fro, making a snide comment to William Hurt (while he stands there laughing), isn't really cool. But yeah, it's hard not to love a guy that's sitting on the couch, reading a book and singing Midnight Train to Georgia. And in the middle of the singing saying, "I can sing..and read...at the same time, because I'm smart." I agree about not sweating the small stuff, but I really think with many adults, it's the wimp factor. They are more afraid of...I dunno what. Either getting punched, or getting yelled at. Because, when you see someone doing something wrong, you should call them on it. I have a friend who recently told me they're going to a party, but their husband isn't attending, because they don't like someone going to the party. As I dug deeper, I found out it's because there's a real jerk at the party. And, my point to them was...how about we all just tell this jerk he/she is a jerk. If they only become a jerk after a fifth of Jack, well...that jerk should be told that they are banned from drinking, or banned from attending the party. But instead, everyone just looks the other way. They say things like "Oh well...that's Jack being Jack, after drinking Jack." Which is code for: Jack is a jerk! If more people shamed these jerks, they'd shape up or ship out. Instead of the nice guys being forced to not attend parties, weddings, etc.— June 29, 2009 12:30 a.m.
BREAKING NEWS BLOG -- Michael Jackson and Farrah Die
I often get angry calls on my Reader voice mail, or letters sent in. I also get messages via this website, and here's one that recently came in that I'll cut and paste here, and answer: The user melena sent the following message to you via San Diego Reader: ============================== Only freaks with dirty minds wouldn't let there kids sleep with them. You are a disgrace. A lot of Micheal Jackson's problems was the media. Respect him the being the greatest entertainer that ever lived. It will take more than Madonna to put him on the back burner, ass. You need to learn manners and respect. No matter what he died from he was Michael Jackson, and not a child molester. Money is the root of all evil, and make people tell many lies. His looks where different, but we as Americans and people have that freedom to be different if we choose. Judge not that ye be not judged. Respect the dead, and this great humanitarian. --------------------------------------------------------------- joshb responds: It's not freaks with dirty minds that don't let their kids sleep with them. Doctors and pyschiatrists all say you shouldn't let kids sleep with you (Google to find out all the reasons why). I believe he was a great entertainer, but hardly the greatest that ever lived. He could dance. He could sing. And he wrote a handful of great tunes. Oh, he also grabbed his crotch a lot. So, if you wanna talk about dirty minds, better start with him. You can say he's not a child molester, but he gave a family $20 million dollars to not sue him for child molestation. Explain that one to me. And, two jurors, on another trial he was involved with, acquited him. They now say they think he did molest the kid, it just wasn't proven well enough in court. Sure, money is considered by many to be the root of all evil. And guess what? Jackson had a lot of it. That makes him, uh...mighty mighty devilish, in my mind (especially the racial slurs he threw around). His looks were just fine when he made Off the Wall. Then he went Off the Rocker, and got a million surgeries, and turned himself into what looked like a freak. I'd comment on his looks, just as I might Pamela Anderson for having basketball size implants put inside her body. Both of these people should've spent that money on a good psychiatrist instead!— June 29, 2009 12:23 a.m.