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Idiotic Football Players
Well, well...I happened to see this on the San Diego News Network website. It was a story titled "Brown vs. Board" and I thought someone in my family was sued. But...it was a long story about the problem with schools, decent school districts and the usual stuff you read. Well, I was surprised to see one of our bloggers cheating on me. Rickeysays was the only person that commented at the end of the story. And I think his post described how I felt reading the story, and having heard other teachers/politicians/talking heads, debate the school system, bad teachers, poor neighborhoods, etc. Here's what rickeysays said: This beautifully written and eloquent article is based on several faulty, if commonly-held assumptions. First, that any difference in outcomes between schools in different neighborhoods can be explained by lack of economic support. While it is true that schools in wealthy neighborhoods may get private financial support that is not available in poor communities, it is also true, under-reported and under-appreciated how much government assistance goes into these “disadvantaged” schools and communities in place of that private funding. There are countless programs and resources available for these students. For instance your statement about students coming to school without “a nutritious breakfast” overlooks the fact that the schools provide breakfast and lunch at no cost to any student that needs it. The amount of money being spent on schools and students from lower economic rungs would make your 1.5 million in Del Mar look like chicken scratch.— June 9, 2009 12:59 a.m.
Drumming is My Madness
Well, hoping on the bus is a way to leave your lover. You get on the bus and get outta dodge. I mean, didn't The Graduate end with a woman getting on the bus, when she was a minute away from being married? You got #2 wrong. I don't believe "plan" rhymes with "Sam", which leads me to think it was "Stan" that needed a new plan. Yeah, Cusak isn't the best for voice over. Whereas, I could listen to Morgan Freeman read the phone book (although, the cat really needs to take a break from narrating EVERY movie he is in).— June 8, 2009 10:21 p.m.
King of Late Night (and other things)
Well, it's coming out now, that Carradine was into kinky stuff (two ex-wives talking about it). He was also wearing a wig, and had womens stockings (fish net, wearing...a red pair on his bed). Don't ask me how I know this. I can't reveal my source. Although, when I first heard it, I started reciting lines from Silence of the Lambs (when Buffalo Bill was staring into the mirror...)— June 8, 2009 10:19 p.m.
Coming Soon to a Theatre Near You
And there was a lot of wine and alcohol being consumed in the movie, at the various balls. Regarding your comment to rickeysays, I don't think he means being a film critic as in someone that writes reviews for a publication. I think he means...what I was doing. Sitting at a computer, spending 5 minutes to rant about a crappy film I just saw.— June 8, 2009 10:16 p.m.
Pop Corn, Red Vines, Bon Bons or Beer?
Artichoke pizza at this place in Point Loma...dang, can't remember the name of the place, it's great. I wish there were more drive-ins. Last time I was at one, maybe 25 years ago, the technology was so much better, you could hear the film on your car stereo. Remember those crappy boxes you used to have to stick in your window? Anyway, wonder what the laws would be about drinking a beer in your car at a drive-in, when technically, that would be "drinking and driving" or "having an open container of alcohol" in your vehicle. My friend got us free tickets to see this horrible Robin Williams movie called What Dreams May Come. The manager that got us in, well...her sister sat right behind us and said hello and they talked briefly. We had both smuggled in Dr. Pepper, and when he was opening his can, you hear that big sound that is obviously a can opening. Well, he didn't realize the cup holders really were just a big hole, and his can slid threw, hit the ground, and rolled all the way down to the front of the screen. Everyone could hear it. A few people laughed. This woman told her sister that we smuggled beer in, but he quickly told her "No, it was the person in front of us." I would've just said "Un...no, it was Dr. Pepper. But if you didn't charge $5 for soda, we wouldn't be smuggling it in."— June 8, 2009 10:14 p.m.
Idiotic Football Players
Spliff, Spliff, Spliff. I think all those spliffs you've smoked have killed way too many brain cells. Everyone knows what self-esteem means. But someone wanting to change themselves, doesn't mean they have low self-esteem. Someone may decide they need to lose 100 pounds and drastically change themself. That doesn't mean they necessarily have low self-esteem. It could mean they realize that they are living an unhealthy life.— June 8, 2009 10:18 a.m.
NBA -- Playoffs and Personalities
It is true, I can't play soccer. Now, Spliff, I never mind your punctuation/syntex and all that, but when you start off saying I'm "uneducated"...it might be wise to know that it should be "an uneducated hater." Yes, I know all about Ali and why he changed his name. He used to be Cassius Clay (which is a much cooler boxing name). Just as Lew Alcinder was a cooler name then Kareem Abdul-Jabbar. I'm still not sure why San Diego Clipper Lloyd Free thought changing his name to World B. Free was a good idea. Spliff, you are a complete idiot if you think Barkley would trade the great career he had to be an average player, or even a player that wasn't very good, to have a championship ring. Most people wouldn't. Think about it. If Barkley could become a player that won 3 championships, but only averaged 4 points a game, isn't in the Hall of Fame, and isn't a color analysist on TBS...oh, and with that, the extra millions you get when you're a great player...I doubt ANY PERSON would change that. Just ask Poway star Jud Bueschler, who won 4 rings being part of Jordans Bulls. I'm sure he'd give up the rings, to have been an all-star in the league. And lastly, if you don't see the difference between boxers talking smack and basketball players, let me try to explain. In boxing, it helps build the hype for the fight. It gets people interested. And hey...one boxer called another one gay. And, that boxer killed him in the ring with about 15 blows to the head (wait, that sounded weird). So, you better watch what you say (Roberto Duran should've thought about that for talking smack to Sugar Ray). Yet, in team sports, you have a team of other players to think about. You talking, makes it a selfish act. You might spur the other team to play harder. Or, you create situations that aren't necessarily a good thing. And people that try to get under your skin talking, just come across as idiots. Reggie Miller tells a great story about talking smack his rookie year to Bird. Larry sank the first freethrow, and then cursed at him, saying he was the best player in the league and how he should just shut up and not address him on any matters. He then sank the second free throw, without even being fazed. Trust me, Spliff...the guys with the brains don't need to resort, in team sports, to talking smack. They just get the job done.— June 8, 2009 10:15 a.m.
LeBron James -- Bad Sport?
LeBron James update: He was fined $25,000 for not speaking to the media that day. And, in surgery news: he had a growth removed from his jaw (no word on if the surgeon donned his gloves and then slapped baby powder on his hands, above LeBrons face).— June 8, 2009 10:04 a.m.
Don't Bring a Bat to a Gun Fight
I never saw I SPY, but my parents had about 8 Cosby albums. We listened to those things religiously. Why is There Air? Revenge, some great discs. I loved the Tracy Ullman show, but just like Milton, the Office Space character that started on SNL, I didn't think there was much there. The Simpsons became great, but on Ullman, not much there (in my opinion). But yeah, she's truely underrated as a comedic talent.— June 8, 2009 10:03 a.m.
Don't Bring a Bat to a Gun Fight
I didn't think you realistically got stuff for free. I guess I just thought about Homer Simpson working at a convenient store, and doing all those things. That ending is hysterical. Apu says, as Homer walks off into the sunset "That employee stole Slurpees from me. He ate up beef jerky, his register was never right....but there goes the best convenient store employee ever!" I agree regarding guns. Bill Cosby said it best once. If you are walking by someone, and they bump into you. You might say excuse me. If you have a gun, you might say "What's your problem?" or "Watch where you're going." WHen they curse you out, you now pull out your gun. Had you not been packing, none of that happens that way. So yeah, I strongly agree.— June 8, 2009 12:57 a.m.