Month: February 2017

Discontent

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I am not happy.  I have not been happy in quite some time, to be perfectly honest.  It has little to do with the year, or things that are happening around the world, because I feel that the state of my country is going down the shitter in my humble opinion, or that the Atlanta Falcons choked the biggest choke there possibly could be in the Superb Owl.  Although, alternate outcomes of either of the last two might have made some days brighter than they’ve been, they are not the reasons to why I am not happy.

It’s the world immediately around me that’s making me feel brought down lately.  I thought I’d feel a little bit of reprieve when some particular events came and went, and would be in the rearview mirror, but I can’t honestly say that things do.  I’m relieved of the unburdening of some of the responsibilities, but the fallout and aftermaths of them linger, and they are still far from resolved, and no matter how much I can tell myself that I shouldn’t care, I still do, because that’s what I do, I care, I give shits, even when I don’t want to.

In a nutshell, my parents’ divorce is going poorly, my family is basically in shambles and I’m in the process of moving all my shit out of the house I’ve lived in for the last 14 years and dealing with a lot of anxiousness pertaining to changes in life.  I do not feel like I have an adequate support system behind me leading me to feel like I don’t have people to really speak to without conflicting interests, and it doesn’t matter where I go, because I don’t really feel like anywhere is necessarily home for me right now.

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Greetings from Chokelanta, Georgia

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Where choking isn’t just commonplace, it’s a way of life.

I had a sinking feeling in my stomach when the Falcons failed to even secure a field goal, after a game-defining Julio Jones catch followed immediately by some negative plays, taking them out of field goal range and resulting in a punt.

The sinking feeling sunk even more when Julian Edleman made the catch of the game, where he managed to secure the ball amidst a deflection off of a hand and a leg while surrounded by and getting pelted by three Atlanta players while simultaneously managing to keep the ball from hitting the ground.

The feeling completely sunk when the Patriots scored the game-tying touchdown and subsequent two-point conversion.

And I threw the in the towel as soon as the coin flip landed heads and the Patriots would start the first overtime in Superb Owl history with possession of the ball.

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Hoots to declare bankruptcy

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…is the headline that we’ll probably be reading at this time next year.  Because if you didn’t hear, the Hooters company has decided to attempt a spin-off restaurant concept, called Hoots, which will feature most of the same food, but less tits, less ass, more clothing, but most notably, more dong; they will additionally have male servers in addition to females.

Sure, times change.  Things change.  Stay ahead of the curve.  Don’t wait until adversity to start adjusting.  Embrace new ideas. 

I get it, Hooters is trying to do something new, diversify their brand, perhaps tap into the demographic of people who think the parent restaurant concept is sexist, disgusting and not worth spending any money at.

But if there’s one company that doesn’t really need to take these kinds of risks, it’s Hooters.  People don’t go to Hooters for the food, although their wings are pretty great, not to mention a buffalo chicken cheese dip that I recently had that was pretty awesome.  No, people go to Hooters for a very transparent reason that men like to look at pretty women wearing tight, tacky uniforms, eat shit food, drink beer, and watch man-centric television when no waitresses are in sight.  Women go to Hooters to keep tabs on their men, indulge in the same shit food, and judge other women.

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I hope Sarasota looks forward to paying $140M for the Braves

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Because nobody seems to know any better: Sarasota County agrees to continue negotiations with the Atlanta Braves in regards to building a brand spanking new exclusive Spring Training facility estimated at $75-80 million dollars

Naturally the Braves are hoping to contribute nothing but $Free.99 towards this grandiose and unnecessary expenditure, while the (mostly) innocent public picks up the rest of the tab.  And as 100% of sporting venues have proven, the initial estimate is always incorrect, and the safe rule of thumb is to double the estimate, and that’s closer to the end result than originally intended.  It’s a whole lot less disappointing when they actually fail to exceed an estimate, albeit revised and deliberately inflated one.

Best part is?  If this stupid and pointless project actually takes off and the Braves get their new Spring Training complex, with public funds doing most (all) of the lifting, the Braves might not even have to make the financial records public.  This is often being called something along the lines of the “Pitbull clause,” since apparently rapper Pitbull found some loophole that allowed for him to privatize the financial records to a some tourism event or whatever, but the bottom line is that because Pitbull did it, it leans to believe that the Atlanta Braves might be able to do it as well.  And what’s more trustworthy than taking measures to eliminate transparency and hiding records that should be public, if being paid by the public?

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In Mississippi, sagging pants is a mental disorder

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TL:DR – Mississippi lawmaker hates sagging pants so much, aside from fines for repeat offenders, psychiatric counseling becomes necessary

This story is kind of a good example of the current state of the American political climate.  If this story broke out a few months ago prior to the presidential election, it probably would have gone mostly ignored, possibly ridiculed, but a definite flash in the pan.  People like me laugh about the irony behind how stupid it is, and maybe even dedicate some words in a privately run blog and shine a little bit of light to like six readers.

But happening now?  It’s racist!!  The lawmaker?  He’s racist!!  The implications behind punishing people who sag their pants?  Racist!!  It’s Trump’s fault!!  Emboldened!!  Racist!!

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