Three weeks, eh?

In the last three weeks a lot has transpired. The lovable Lions are doing what they do best. There was a debate that debuted Joe the Dumb...I mean Plumber into the campaign, more Palin SNL fun, Colin Powell backs up Barack followed up by the awe-inspiring "Obamercial" that aired last night. I even heard that there is talk that the Republican Party is in danger of implosion, then reform (things that make you go "Hmmmmm..."). Oh and the Pistons are back, too!

*GOING TO WORK!*

Yeah, It's been a minute. Over the past two weekends I've been working. And that isn't even my second job (which I have yet to find). Ok, I admit I did party last weekend, but only one night though. The HMD's will not be denied. And I did a little "micro-blogging" during the PRSA National Conference, what an experience that was. And then there was Fable 2 for Xbox 360, which I handily finshed. So many distractions, so little time.

So, if you have been looking for a new post then it looks like I dropped the ball. Or, maybe I just did the unexpected; broke from the norm. Wouldn't that make me a Maverick!?

Yeah, that's it. I didn't post in the last three weeks because I don't have to. I can break from convention and do what I want. Yeah, No. Honestly I'll get back on the horse, as soon as I find my cowboy hat.

See you next week, for a special Post-Election Post. Or so you think...

*Evil villain laughter, then uncomfortable silence*

What a Week

So he is finally gone. But will his absence "save the Lions?" I think not. These guys have a heritage of suckage, the Bears are giving them every opportunity to regain some dignity. They don't want it. Dropped passes, sacks, fumble recoveries and penalties; you got to love these guys.

Mr. Kitna, no, you lost formality in front of your name, Johnny. I love your fire and passion, but stay your non-scrambling (expletive) in the pocket. PLEASE! This whole 6-step-drop-and-run-around-like-a-fool thing is getting old! It's not working out, try again.

Roy and Calvin, I have to put you two together, because you are twins at total incompetence. When Johnny isn't eating dirt and actually gets a pass off, you play patty cake with the pigskin. Yeah, and you want more passes? I'll go with Rudy, thanks.

Ok, now that that I got my weekly Lion bashing out of my system, on to our favorite subject in the nation: Sarah Palin. Need I say more? No, I don't even feel like going there. You saw the debate. Ok, maybe I'm in a sour mood because I'm annoyed by the BS. If you were an employer why would you even consider someone who admits she has only "been at it for five weeks" for an executive position?

And when in a debate, isn't the object of the whole deal to answer the questions? Since when does someone "do well" in a debate and not follow the basic rules of deabte? As Yakov Smirnoff said in the old Best Western commercials, "what a country!"

I should have stopped when I said I would.

I'm Tom Bodet of Motel 6 "we'll leave the light on for ya." Ok, no we won't.

A Case of the Sundays

It's another September Sunday afternoon in the Motor City and you know what that means...Detroit Lions football. Yes, it's time for us hapless homers to turn on the television and watch those delightful Detroit cats compete against a real football team, hoping to the heavens for a win. But wait, these are the Lions, even if they are on top they can, and will, find a way to lose. Trust me.

So those hopes immediately turn into horror, or disinterest as you simulate your own Lions match-up, Madden style. Or, if you are so fortunate (or unfortunate) to have a significant other in your midst, you succumb to her advances and she wins the war of the remote. I'm not too proficient at Madden (I'm one of those RPG/Adventure gamers) and I don't have a woman, so how do I compensate for the lack of bragging rights in the "black and blue division"?

Fantasy Football!

I am new to the phenomenon, myself. But I have already caught the fever. My team roster inlcudes a few of my favorites. So let's see what happens week 2.

Go Lions! Maybe...not!