You might not have heard - THE CLEVELAND CAVALIERS TRADED FOR SHAQUILLE O'NEAL. They gave up Ben Wallace, Sasha Pavlovic, $500,000 and a second round pick.
Is this the greatest thing ever?
Or, is Shaq too worn out to make a positive impact?
I don't know.
I think this is the kind of piece that LeBron's needed his whole career to really be effective. He's never played with a true low post player - a big big. Shaq is who you create in NBA Live when you want to dominate everyone.
Now, outside shots will be easier for LeBron. He'll have easy dumps to Shaq in the post. Finally, when a high screen is set, it will be set with an actual stable body, not a drifting Z.
Everything tells me that the Cavs will roll through teams, beating them on the inside, outside and everything in between. In the Playoffs, they'll have a low post man that punishes teams on offense and defense.
What do you think?
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Thursday, June 18, 2009
The Guitar
There's a new documentary coming out called IT MIGHT GET LOUD starring The Edge (U2), Jimmy Page (Led Zeppelin, The Yardbirds) and Jack White (The White Stripes, The Raconteurs). It's all about the guitar.
The trailer starts off with Jack White standing by a worn, splintered house deck. He drills a thin, two-foot-long piece of wood into the deck, and the preview continues...
The guitar. Is it the single greatest material item ever? Is there anything more powerful? More magical?
The Edge, Jimmy Page and Jack White all meet at a warehouse studio to jam. I'm sold. These are three of the best guitarists, three of the most unique sounds in the history of music, from three different generations.
Documentaries don't hit as hard in theaters as narrative films, but IT MIGHT GET LOUD looks like it could be one of the best movies of the year.
Jack White situates an empty, glass coke bottle to one end of the wood strip, then a pick-up. He pulls strings over the bottle and secures the to the end of the wood. A short stack of amps sits nearby, which he rigs to his new invention.
It's a makeshift slide guitar. And, he cranks out a jam on it. He stands back, pops a rolled, brown cigarette into his mouth and says, "Who needs to buy a guitar?"
Rock musicians... guitarists are a different beast. They're the warriors of our day - the nickname of the guitar is "axe" - who shred for us and slay audiences.
There's nothing cooler. If you're great on the guitar, that's it. You're at the top of the world.
http://www.apple.com/trailers/sony/itmightgetloud/
The trailer starts off with Jack White standing by a worn, splintered house deck. He drills a thin, two-foot-long piece of wood into the deck, and the preview continues...
The guitar. Is it the single greatest material item ever? Is there anything more powerful? More magical?
The Edge, Jimmy Page and Jack White all meet at a warehouse studio to jam. I'm sold. These are three of the best guitarists, three of the most unique sounds in the history of music, from three different generations.
Documentaries don't hit as hard in theaters as narrative films, but IT MIGHT GET LOUD looks like it could be one of the best movies of the year.
Jack White situates an empty, glass coke bottle to one end of the wood strip, then a pick-up. He pulls strings over the bottle and secures the to the end of the wood. A short stack of amps sits nearby, which he rigs to his new invention.
It's a makeshift slide guitar. And, he cranks out a jam on it. He stands back, pops a rolled, brown cigarette into his mouth and says, "Who needs to buy a guitar?"
Rock musicians... guitarists are a different beast. They're the warriors of our day - the nickname of the guitar is "axe" - who shred for us and slay audiences.
There's nothing cooler. If you're great on the guitar, that's it. You're at the top of the world.
http://www.apple.com/trailers/sony/itmightgetloud/
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Crazy Or Stupid
It's your pick.
I've come up with a way to categorize every single human being into one of two nice little piles. You're either crazy or you're stupid, and that's that. The Dalai Lama and Forrest Gump are the only exceptions.
Obviously, there are nuances to each of these categories, but, essentially, you're one or the other. And, sometimes you're both (drug addicts).
I'll keep this short and simplify (for you stupid people out there). So, we'll take a look at what people can consider the opposites of these categories.
The opposite of stupid is... SMART. You guessed it (well, the stupid people didn't). But, if you're smart, the stupid people will drive you.... CRAZY. They have to. If you are truly smart, you realize that stupidity isn't good, and you're constantly reminded of this everyday when going about your daily routines. After years and years of this conditioning, it pushes you over the edge and you lose your mind. If you don't, you're too stupid.
The opposite of crazy is... SANE. Again, congrats. Good guess. If you're sane, that means you're not out killing people; you're doing what most people do, which is trying to live a nice, normal life... in the suburbs. But, you have to be so stupid to actually like this boring, complacent life. Or, you're so crazy that you hate it and do it anyway. Either way, we're back to the two categories.
I wish that I were stupid, because ignorance is bliss. Unfortunately, I'm smart, therefore I'm crazy... which is why I'm in constant search of drugs. Eventually, I'll be a drug addict.
And then I'll be BOTH.
I've come up with a way to categorize every single human being into one of two nice little piles. You're either crazy or you're stupid, and that's that. The Dalai Lama and Forrest Gump are the only exceptions.
Obviously, there are nuances to each of these categories, but, essentially, you're one or the other. And, sometimes you're both (drug addicts).
I'll keep this short and simplify (for you stupid people out there). So, we'll take a look at what people can consider the opposites of these categories.
The opposite of stupid is... SMART. You guessed it (well, the stupid people didn't). But, if you're smart, the stupid people will drive you.... CRAZY. They have to. If you are truly smart, you realize that stupidity isn't good, and you're constantly reminded of this everyday when going about your daily routines. After years and years of this conditioning, it pushes you over the edge and you lose your mind. If you don't, you're too stupid.
The opposite of crazy is... SANE. Again, congrats. Good guess. If you're sane, that means you're not out killing people; you're doing what most people do, which is trying to live a nice, normal life... in the suburbs. But, you have to be so stupid to actually like this boring, complacent life. Or, you're so crazy that you hate it and do it anyway. Either way, we're back to the two categories.
I wish that I were stupid, because ignorance is bliss. Unfortunately, I'm smart, therefore I'm crazy... which is why I'm in constant search of drugs. Eventually, I'll be a drug addict.
And then I'll be BOTH.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Livin' In The Suburbs (Is Kinda Like Takin' Mushrooms)
Livin' in the suburbs
Is kinda like takin' mushrooms
You just wanna blow your...
Head off.
I got a... townhouse.
I got a... nine to five.
I got two and a half kids.
And I wonder if I will make it out alive.
'Cuz...
Livin' in the suburbs
Is kinda like takin' mushrooms
You just wanna blow your...
Head off.
I'm bored... every single day.
So, I've decided... to drink it all away.
Heavy drugs... will make it all okay.
Even if I'm a closet gay.
'Cuz...
Livin' in the suburbs
Is kinda like takin' mushrooms
You just wanna blow your...
Head off.
It's the same week, over and over.
Wake up and watch life pass me by.
It's the suburban blues that I feel.
It's enough to make me break down and cry.
'Cuz...
Livin' in the suburbs
Is kinda like takin' mushrooms
You just wanna blow your...
Head off.
No more minivans!
No more Taco Bell!
No more soccer moms!
No more life of hell!
'Cuz...
Livin' in the suburbs
Is kinda like takin' mushrooms
You just wanna blow your...
Head off.
This is one of my newest songs. I wrote it because I live in the suburbs and I'm really fucking bored. I like a fast paced, crazy life that brings me the unexpected. I don't like passing the same roadkill everyday, that I've started to give names to.
I have A LOT of hobbies. But, it still doesn't take away the fact that people in the suburbs drive 5 miles per hour UNDER the speed limit. Wait... that's until you try to pass them (which is the most exciting part of their day, I suppose). Then, they'll jam on the gas and make sure that you can't pass them. It's a competition thing. I get it. You have a small penis and you're trying to make up for it. Okay. Big deal. I drive a Hybrid you douche bag.
I just need more action. And diversity. All white people in the suburbs look the same... and I'm white. I like seeing all different colors, cultures and races. It reminds me that I'm part of a bigger world, that we all have stories that landed us in a certain town or city, and that's exciting. I don't like seeing the same middle-aged asshole with his Palin sticker still on his Jeep Grand Cherokee. It's over. She lost.
My sights are set on downtown again. I gotta get down there soon. I'm going stir crazy (which is actually the name of a noodle restaurant... in the suburbs). I need to be around bums and vagrants, hookers and pimps, street hustlers and city cops, students and artists, my type of people. I need the fear. I need a challenge. I don't need to be living next to eight different families with kids named Jacob and Madison.
Is kinda like takin' mushrooms
You just wanna blow your...
Head off.
I got a... townhouse.
I got a... nine to five.
I got two and a half kids.
And I wonder if I will make it out alive.
'Cuz...
Livin' in the suburbs
Is kinda like takin' mushrooms
You just wanna blow your...
Head off.
I'm bored... every single day.
So, I've decided... to drink it all away.
Heavy drugs... will make it all okay.
Even if I'm a closet gay.
'Cuz...
Livin' in the suburbs
Is kinda like takin' mushrooms
You just wanna blow your...
Head off.
It's the same week, over and over.
Wake up and watch life pass me by.
It's the suburban blues that I feel.
It's enough to make me break down and cry.
'Cuz...
Livin' in the suburbs
Is kinda like takin' mushrooms
You just wanna blow your...
Head off.
No more minivans!
No more Taco Bell!
No more soccer moms!
No more life of hell!
'Cuz...
Livin' in the suburbs
Is kinda like takin' mushrooms
You just wanna blow your...
Head off.
This is one of my newest songs. I wrote it because I live in the suburbs and I'm really fucking bored. I like a fast paced, crazy life that brings me the unexpected. I don't like passing the same roadkill everyday, that I've started to give names to.
I have A LOT of hobbies. But, it still doesn't take away the fact that people in the suburbs drive 5 miles per hour UNDER the speed limit. Wait... that's until you try to pass them (which is the most exciting part of their day, I suppose). Then, they'll jam on the gas and make sure that you can't pass them. It's a competition thing. I get it. You have a small penis and you're trying to make up for it. Okay. Big deal. I drive a Hybrid you douche bag.
I just need more action. And diversity. All white people in the suburbs look the same... and I'm white. I like seeing all different colors, cultures and races. It reminds me that I'm part of a bigger world, that we all have stories that landed us in a certain town or city, and that's exciting. I don't like seeing the same middle-aged asshole with his Palin sticker still on his Jeep Grand Cherokee. It's over. She lost.
My sights are set on downtown again. I gotta get down there soon. I'm going stir crazy (which is actually the name of a noodle restaurant... in the suburbs). I need to be around bums and vagrants, hookers and pimps, street hustlers and city cops, students and artists, my type of people. I need the fear. I need a challenge. I don't need to be living next to eight different families with kids named Jacob and Madison.
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