Monday, July 20, 2009

How I'd Spend $1,000

Nnamdi AsomughaImage via Wikipedia

The correct answer is paying off some of my student debt, but that would make for a boring answer. A list then:

  1. Assuming Anchor Blue gets away from that crappy punk/hip-hop combo look I hate so very, very much, two new pairs of jeans. (Man, I really used to love their jeans back in the day) -$50? Haven't bought jeans since they switched styles...
  2. Playstation 3 -$450
  3. The Beatles: Rock Band with all the instruments -$250
  4. Nnamdi Asomugha jersey -$75
  5. Foot-long Cold Cut Combo from Subway (on Parmesan Oregano with Monterey Cheddar cheese, cucumbers, pickles, olives, mustard and ranch dressing) -$5.67
  6. Season One and Two of Mad Men -$80.00 (probably)
  7. Hell, this is too hard. I'll just give the rest of the money away. Or drugs or something.



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Wednesday, July 15, 2009

What My Ride Needs Is Power Windows

Back in the day (five years ago?) there was a great show called "Pimp My Ride." Then it started to suck. Anyway, before that happened it was really fun to see what the guys would do to the cars to make them unique and all fancy-like.


Even though I dug that show, I'm not as adventurous. There is one thing I want for my car: power windows. Damn this sensibility my parents instilled in me! When I went shopping for my car, I specifically asked for a four door, gray/silver car. I did not want anything fancy looking. I did not want to look like I was a show off. Decent gas mileage and a decent price was important and I got both. But not having power windows has annoyed me the whole time I've had the car!

But really, MTV sucks now.

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Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Three Historical People I Would Invite to Dinner

Choosing a group of three historical figures to attend a dinner with me is a difficult task (there have been millions of interesting people...or a couple dozen). People I admire are a must. I mean, inviting someone I would like to beat up, like Hitler, would be fun, but I like to think those people are getting their's in hell. So...here are the interesting people I admire that I think would make for fun conversation.


John Lennon

John LennonJohn Lennon via last.fm

He is only the favorite member of my favorite band and I never even had the chance to see him live. Aside from the fact that I am in awe of his artistic greatness, he was known to be very quick witted and sarcastic. I usually get along pretty well with those people because I am the same way. We could talk about politics too; I'm sure he gets tired of talking about music (well, if he were alive).

Franklin Delano Roosevelt

Franklin D. RooseveltFranklin D. Roosevelt via last.fm

Speaking of politics, I read a book about FDR and was amazed at his mental, physical and emotional strength. Not only did he have to deal with polio, he was president during maybe the second most difficult time in the nations history (probably the Civil War would be the most difficult). Despite having no real strength left in his legs due to polio, he worked out so much he could make it seem he could walk by holding onto a person's arm next to him. And election after election he won, through the Great Depression and led a war-weary country to war against Hitler.


Muhammad Ali

Muhammad Ali, bust portrait / World Journal Tr...Image via Wikipedia

Ali would be the most intimidating to talk to because of his strong personality. I don't think even the strong personalities of Lennon or Roosevelt could compete against the former champ. He's the only one of this list that is still alive, but at my dinner he would be his young self from the 1960's, during the time when he had his belt stripped from him. His comedic ability, I think, would be fun to watch when paired up with Lennon and I would need someone to talk sports with, at least for a little while.


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NMSU Aggies Prior to WWII

New Mexico State University
New Mexico State University (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
We all know how big college athletics have become today. But before television and the popularization of football and basketball professional leagues, college athletics were very different. This article, written by Walter Hines, takes a look at New Mexico State University athletics. Even back in the late 1890's, NMSU, then called NM A&M, fielded teams which competed with local universities and clubs, not only in the U.S., but also Mexico.

Here, Hines takes a look back at the 1938-39 Aggies basketball team which earned a trip to the N.I.T. At the time, the N.I.T. was the biggest college basketball tournament in the nation.
They relied on a dizzying fast break triggered by Jackson's rebounding and outlet passes, Martinez's ball handling and generalship, and Finley's running, Cousy-like one handers. A week after a thrilling victory over Texas Tech at Williams Gym, a telegram from the Metropolitan Sportswriters arrived at State College. The Aggies had been invited to the second annual National Invitation Tournament in New York City. The team left El Paso's Union Station by train amidst great ballyhoo. The entourage included Jerry and Nona Hines, Mr. and Mrs. Dan Williams, and Paul Walter of the Las Cruces Chamber of Commerce. 
After a three-day trip, the Aggies arrived in Gotham and were awestruck. They toured the sites, including the Empire State Building, Radio City, the unfinished World's Fair site, Yankee Stadium, the Polo Grounds, Grant's Tomb, and the Statue of Liberty. They appeared on closed circuit TV, saw a hockey game at Madison Square Garden, and attended a dinner in their honor at Jack Dempsey's restaurant. The Manassa Mauler wowed the group with his charm and stories of his youth in northern New Mexico and Colorado. The Aggies, according to John Kieran of the New York Times, were colorful and resplendent in "ten-gallon hats, cowboy boots, fawn-colored corduroy pants, crimson [letter] jackets and cerise shirts! But they were great big fellows, so it was no laughing matter."
Let's remember the good times...back before World War II. Ugh.

[Aggie Sports - The Early Years]

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Friday, July 10, 2009

Choose Between a Treehouse, Tent or Underground Bunker for a Week's Stay

Lechuguilla Cave, New MexicoImage via Wikipedia

An underground bunker may sound like a crazy place to choose when a treehouse and a tent are the other two choices. Everybody wanted a treehouse when they were young, right? People go camping and sleep in tents, right? Only people hiding from, say, a tornado or the a-bomb stay in an underground bunker.

Well, yes. But I loved going to Carlsbad Caverns as a kid. The dark and quiet of the cave intrigued me so much, I never wanted to leave. Plus, it is much cooler underground and I hate the heat. In a treehouse you have to deal with bugs and birds all the time. In a tent you still have bugs to worry about. But an underground bunker is just mellow and undisturbed.

And I love being left alone; therefore, I would dig spending a week underground.

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Procrastination Will Kill Me One Day...

Recently new student loan repayment loans were introduced and they would really help me out (what, with my minimum wage job not really paying the bills right now). All I have to do is call my loan provider, but I keep putting it off.


Phone Struck by Lightning

I hate, hate, hate using the phone. I avoid it at all costs. The funny thing is, a simple phone call will reduce my student loan payments to ZERO. Procrastination is a stupid thing. And I'm a stupid person apparently. But this morning I WILL call New Mexico Student Loans and take advantage of the new repayment rules! I will!

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

'Journey to the Center of the Mind' Needs to Be Blasted

Some songs just need to be played louder than others. Here, three songs you NEED to play loud to get the full experience.


Journey to the Center of the Mind by Amboy Dukes

Two words (after these few ones). Ted. Nugent. His guitar work leaps out of the speakers, grabs you by the throat and pulls you into a swirling tunnel of psychedelic colors. I swear, the first time I turned this up in my car I could see colors leap from the road; and I wasn't taking any drugs.

Summertime by Billy Stewart

Most versions of "Summertime" are rather melancholy. Billy Stewart's jazzy, soulful and at times, dare we say, rocking, version, however, smashes them to pieces. The horns add a funky dimension to Stewart's incredible vocals. But the most amazing part of the song comes after the song quiets down. Stewart makes it sound as if they will fade out quietly, but the drums come storming out of the silence with a vengeance. That's when things get heavy and the band plays at it's most menacing with Stewart shouting like the great soul singers do.

I Am the Walrus by The Beatles

"I Am the Walrus" is like a psychedelic freight train barreling straight through your mind. John Lennon's distorted voice spouts nonsense lyrics while an orchestra fills the in spaces, a heavy thickness that creates a terrible, wonderful tension released only as Lennon shouts "Jooba jooba jooba!"

How I Eat a Sandwich

I have a set way I like to eat a sandwich. Here it is:

Yummo? That's a stupid-ass thing to say.

Eat by numbers.
Everyone should eat sandwiches this way.