On my way home from the airport after an afternoon in Charlotte, North Carolina, I was getting tailgated by a BMW. This comes as no surprise as scientifically proven, 100% of BMW drivers are douchebags. To make matters worse, I could see in the rearview mirror that it was a black guy with a big gold watch, leaned over across the passenger seat like black guys stereotypically position themselves while driving. Since I see absolutely no point in altering my driving stance to accommodate a douchebag, I maintain the course, and they can pass me when it’s convenient for them. Eventually, the opportunity presents itself, and he blows past me. His license plate reads “BLCKCZR.” If this is trying to say “Black Czar,” which was the first thought that popped into my head, my head just exploded. It’s like racism, hypocrisy, wrapped in more racism, encased in a douchebaggy BMW. Incredible.
Month: April 2011
Photos: Atlanta Braves 2011 Home Opener
It’s amusing to me how this year, so many teams are doing these grandiose WWE-style entrances for the players for their home openers, with the Braves being no exception on their own opener. It pales in contrast to the prior year, where it was traditional lineups and fan applause instead, but whatever floats their boat. Despite the fact that the Phillies were on the table for the home opener, I didn’t want to miss out on breaking in a new season of watching baseball at the home park.
There were a few noticeable differences around the park this year, with a lot of renovations being done to hopefully improve commerce within the gates throughout the course of the season. Instead of the legion of clone food stands, there’s actually a little bit more variety with consumable options. Where as previous years, there were the same crappy fan gear being sold in the merch stands of varying sizes, they actually have some variety in brands and labels throughout the park. And despite not ever having anything I’m remotely interested in purchasing, the team clubhouse store was impressively renovated. Color me impressed.
One thing I am not impressed about though is this year’s Tomahawk Team. I think the standards of what makes a glorified Braves cheerleader have really gone down throughout the last two years, and I’m very amused by the litany of fake names that many of them are obviously using. Seriously, “Aria?” Someone must be a Mass Effect 2 fan. And if that’s the case, I’d totally be interested, if not for the three pounds of makeup, fake tan, and eh well, I’m not one to speak, but whatever, butterface.
So glad baseball’s back. Braves chased off Cliff Lee in three innings, and ended up winning 6-3, which ruled.
Photos: Gwinnett Braves 2011 Home Opener
At this point, the baseball season was already eight days old. The Atlanta Braves started the season on the road in Washington D.C., and then Milwaukee, and weren’t going to be home for another day. Tired of just watching baseball games on television, I couldn’t wait any longer to be out at a ballpark, so I jumped on the opportunity to attend the Braves’ AAA minor league affiliates, the Gwinnett Braves, located about 20 minutes north of Atlanta.
I like early-season baseball, and the cool chill in the air after the sun sets. I enjoy wearing sweatshirts or hoodies, and the comfort in wearing long sleeves and fighting off lower temperatures, and not feeling the least bit hot, like things tend to get in the middle of July. But most importantly, it felt so refreshing to once again sit in the stands, and just be watching live baseball, with the action happening in actual person, and not behind a television screen.
The G-Braves prevailed over the always good Tampa Bay affiliates, Durham Bulls. Considering the pitcher for the Braves pitched at the major league level all of 2010, I guess I should have expected him to be somewhat adequate against minor leaguers.
(Mostly blurry) Photos: Wrestlemania XXVII
To be perfectly honest, Wrestlemania XXVII was kind of a weak Wrestlemania. I know that there’s something about being at the live events that actually takes something away from the viewing experience, since you typically don’t have the comfort of a couch or domicile, but are instead crammed into gigantic arenas with tens of thousands of other wrestling fans. Wrestling fans that are typically 723% larger wrestling fans than I could fathom to be. And in many cases, wrestling fans that are typically 200% larger in girth than I could ever be. Regardless, I could tell by what I witnessed that overall, it was a weak show from the viewing standpoint, and no one particular match that I watched stole the show. But it was hardly about the matches, but simply the fact that it was still a fun experience with some of my closest friends.
For the sake of my own laziness and sanity, I’m not going to go too much into the matches themselves. The blurry shots that I took are probably only things that I could really interpret and explain if anyone were curious enough to inquire about, but as for the matches themselves, there’s not a whole lot for me to write about.
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Photos: Wrestlemania Fan Axxess
Throughout the last few years, during Wrestlemania time, I’ve grown very interested in the concept of Fan Axxess. More than the event itself, I thought it was a great idea that the WWE would have this kind of open house event, where the fans could meet wrestling stars and personalities. Additionally, I was really impressed with the museum-like exhibits they erected for the event, full of mementos and icons from decades of professional wrestling. They genuinely put forth an earnest attempt to hit all ends of the spectrum, and appeal to the kids, as well as the grownups, and capitalizing on their nostalgia. To be perfectly honest, with Wrestlemania XXVII in Atlanta, I was more looking forward to going to Fan Axxess than I was the actual wrestling event itself.
Seriously
If I ever get my hands on one of these, I am going to stick my dick into it. I’d say try not to get a mental image of such a visual if this Taco Bell item becomes available in the state of Georgia, but I’m warning everyone now, that it will probably happen. But to prematurely answer the question, no I wouldn’t eat it after plopping the meat into the bun shell. I’d literally buy an extra one just for such an occasion.
All I could really ask for
While I still have a little bit of time while it’s still technically my birthday… thanks to all friends who came out an indulged me for a relaxing evening of seafood and our typical nerdy conversation. Your company was just what I needed, and just what I wanted for a birthday evening. Additional thanks goes out all individuals who wished me well wishes and happy birthday via texts, IM, or voicemails. No matter how reclusive and anti-social I may act, it’s always wonderful to know that there are people who are thinking of me today.