ESPN sucks these days...

I'm really dissapointed with televesion in general the past, ummm 15 years or so. That's a pretty big chunk of change there, though, so I'll keep the bashing narrowed down to Sports Center.

I always used to watch SportsCenter in high school, and it showed clips of the games with commentary given in english and without a soundtrack provided by Linkin Park and Jay-Z. They even showed daily highlights from the Tour, but I'll keep cycling out of this for the most part. Today if you turn on SportsCenter you might not even see a real press confrence. That's because ever since baseball season has ended, ESPN thought we needed some simulated baseball action, and decided a fake news confrence for individual teams would be a good idea. This might be the stupidest thing I've ever seen on TV (including Laguna Beach).
But after the press confrence is over, all SportsCenter is these days is arguments and clips of thugs playing basketball or football players smacking eachother to the tune of cheesy rap music. The Budweiser hotseat and The Coors Action play of the game team up with the Honda Highlight... what the hell? Doesn't SportsCenter make enough money without whoring itself out? It's bad enough that there are 14 Pepsi Arenas and 4 Verizon Stadiums. Do we need highlights named after companies too?
Before Monday Night Football I think I might have witnessed one of the low points of televsion. Four grown men were hooting and hollering at players getting "jacked up" during Sunday's game. Now, the stupid tribalesque banter dosed out during the clips was pretty bad, but the fact that before moving on to the next clip they'd all chant in harmony "Whomever got JACKED UP" was a bit much to swallow.
ESPN needs to get back to its roots... take the rap music and the internal commericals out of SportsCenter, and while you're at it take poker and rodeo off too... what the hell? Put poker on the gameshow network and just make rodeo illegal.

Country music still blows, but Napster is fun.

I've been trying to branch out a bit musically recently. Not quite digging country yet... I still don't understand how I can hate all country while I still like most bluegrass. I know most country has deviated quite a bit, and is full of twang and muscular "cowboys" with spray-on tans in front of F-16s telling me why I should send my first born to Iraq... but I would still think that I would find SOME country I'd enjoy if I appreciate bluegrass. Am I wrong that country did, albeit loosely, grow out of bluegrass?

In any event, I've been perusing Napster's library a bit more recently, and have found quite a lot of good music that I've heard before, but never really got the name of. The tab entitled "recommendations", which I believe is new to the present version, is pretty cool as it lists a bunch of bands that are somewhat similar to the band you're looking at. The band I found tonight is Goldfinger. I've listened to Reel Big Fish since high school, but only tonight did I download more than "Here in your bedroom" and "Red Balloons" by Goldfinger-which was listed under the recommendation tab of Reel Big Fish. If you like "ska", their greatest hits album is quite tasty.

And... when the original artist who sings 99 Red Balloons breaks into German, that it hot... foreign languages are sexy.

Facebook is nuts.

Well I'm not sure how far I'll take this blog thing... but I do know one thing after seeing a weird headline on today's Collegian. I won't be bringing up all the illegal shit I do on here... that's for sure, take a look at how the University Police are using facebook to find people who rushed the field after the OSU game.

I agree that beacuse facebook is public domain that the police can access the information, and use it to find people who have commited crimes. Especially the students who assaulted police officers on the field - find those pricks at any cost. But looking over pictures to find people who ran onto the field? Why don't we use the Beaver Canyon cameras to catch jaywalkers who thought they slipped one by big brother?

Anyway. The moral of the story here is, I'm not going to talk about all the weed I grow in my room if none of you post back on here about the teenage girls I usually have over for dinner.

Testing out the waters.

I'm testing stuff out here.