Month: February 2014

I knew the story was going to be good when I saw “MARTA”

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Long story short: Man escapes from a prisoner transport bus, two hours later is caught at a MARTA station.

I’m having a hard time deciding between whether if the prisoner was made dumber by being in the proximity of a MARTA station, or if MARTA is like a beacon of stupidity that draws its own kind like moths to lights.  Either way, while perusing through the AJC’s website, when I saw the word “MARTA” in the headline, I knew it was going to be an instant classic.

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Extending happiness

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A little while back, I read this article about baseball payrolls, and one of the interesting things it pointed out was this little tidbit:

  • In 2001, the Atlanta Braves payroll was roughly $90 million dollars ($91,936,167), and was #1 in the National League and #3 overall in Major League Baseball.
  • Going into 2014, the Atlanta Braves payroll is estimated at roughly $90 million dollars, and ranks #8 in the National League and #15 overall in Major League Baseball.

Considering the cost of a Coke bottle has nearly doubled and the cost of a gallon of unleaded has nearly quadrupled since 2001, it’s pretty clear that the almighty dollar isn’t what it used to be these days.  As anyone can see, spending roughly the same amount as they did back in 2001 no longer makes them the biggest spenders in the league, but pretty much, smack dab in the middle.

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I side with Jared

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Long story short: Actor Jared Padalecki (Supernatural) tweets that the death of actor Philip Seymour Hoffman on account of heroin overdose is stupid and insinuates that it shouldn’t really be classified as a tragedy because it did it unto himself.  Twitter sheep explode at Padalecki and make him have to defend himself.

I am not a fan of Philip Seymour Hoffman, nor will I bother to pretend like I was, and/or that he was the greatest actor ever.  Frankly, I think the vast majority of outlets and who are bemoaning his untimely demise could say similarly too, but in order to sound relevant and in-the-know, it’s necessary to stretch the truth just a little bit.  He’s been in movies that I’ve enjoyed sure, but seeing Philip Seymour Hoffman’s name on a starring list has never compelled me to need to see something at all.  I heard about the news of his death prior to the Super Bowl and frankly didn’t care, because in the grand spectrum of my little world, the existence of Philip Seymour Hoffman is completely inconsequential.

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Just take a few steps back and try not to lol

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Now I don’t often talk about politics on my brog, because I’m not qualified to do so, they bore me, and I think the whole fucking system is corrupted anyway, so why bother?  But this is too gold of a story to not go without some sort of mention.

Okay, ready?

A petition on the White House website proposes that Justin Bieber should be deported.  Furthermore, it easily cruised past the 100,000 signatures necessary to potentially ensure that it should be taken seriously.

I lol’d.  Not funny to you yet?  Take a few more steps back.

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Score one more for TLC

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I gave it to halftime, but the Super Bowl lost my interest pretty quickly.  It’s not like I was genuinely interested in the first place, but the Super Bowl is usually a game I can appreciate and enjoy if isn’t teams I dislike (read: last year).  But this one got out of hand pretty quickly, and with the Broncos providing absolutely zero resistance, it was pretty clear that it was on very steep downhill to becoming an uninteresting game.  So I switched to TLC, when I saw that they were airing a program called Sex Sent Me to the ER.

This is where I’d say “and now I have a new favorite show,” because I know I’ve said that at least fifty times in the last year alone, so I’ll just say that I found the show to be immensely entertaining, and I ended up tuning into two episodes while the Super Bowl mercifully ended, and was amused to an astounding degree.

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I wonder if I should be concerned

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Over the span of the last two weeks, I’ve been having a stream of unpleasant dreams.  This is somewhat notable for me, because I typically do not remember my dreams all too well to begin with, and I usually will have forgotten them by the time I’m brushing my teeth in the morning.  However the last two weeks, I’ve been having some particularly unpleasant ones that I wish were forgotten upon awakening, but I remembered them regardless of snoozing and returning to sleep, or getting up and hoping they’d go away instantaneously.

The details are all blurs and blobs of unsavory occurrences that I can’t really explain even if I really tried, but the two things that stood out the most were that in two instances in these dreams, a person was shot.  I’m going to refrain who specifically they were, because I don’t wish such an omen on even people I don’t really like much less those that actually matter to me, but the fact of the matter is that in two separate dreams over the last two weeks, there was a gunshot victim.

Inquiring with friends resulted in the fairly consensus opinion that dreams exist to work out emotions and thoughts throughout the days, and in some cases, dreams sometimes manifest from anxieties or stresses from a day-to-day basis.  The thing is that I don’t necessarily think life is at all that bad right now; I’m not really stressed, but I’m also not without at least one niggling anxiety in the back of my mind; which what it is, seems to be a far cry from people getting shot.  Things aren’t perfect, things could be better in some regards, but I don’t have that many genuine complaints to be causing such anxiety to where I’m having terrible dreams, I think.

A part of me wants to believe that this string of bad dreams is somewhat of a sign that something unpleasant might be on the horizon; maybe, hopefully, nobody I know getting shot, but in the past, whenever I’ve had really, gut-sinking bad feelings, there have been some pretty pain-in-the-ass instances like fender benders or getting a speeding ticket.  Given the fact that I was capable of making it into work on Friday, there are still areas near my house that are oft-shaded and therefore the last places to de-ice, so I suppose I should really be on the lookout for black guys ice when I’m in my car while it’s still chilly.

What really sucks about it all though is that whenever I’m having these unpleasant dreams, no matter if I sleep six hours or ten, I don’t feel at all rested when I wake up, and the stress my brain puts me through over the nighttime hours puts me on edge during the day when I’m awake and operating, and it has been pointed out to me that it has apparently been affecting my mood, and not necessarily in the most pleasant of ways.

Additionally, I don’t easily tire at night, no matter how late it gets.  Caffeine really isn’t an issue, because all I consume is 12 ounces of Starbucks between 8-10 a.m. on weekdays, and hardly any afterward, and no sodas these days.  Needless to say, deciding to go to sleep is somewhat forced out of necessity, especially on work nights, and given the string of unpleasant dreams I’ve been having lately, the thought of going to sleep just isn’t that appealing.