Never let anyone tell you what to do

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Short story shorter: person shot and killed outside of Atlanta-area Kroger, particularly already nicknamed “Murder Kroger.”

Never mind the fact that President Obama is already trolling around in Atlanta, making the miserable traffic worse than it can already possibly be.  I was musing my possible alternate routes home, given the fact that my usual plans A and B are likely going to be shot on account of the President’s presence in the city.

So I thought of another alternative route, that would take me due east on Ponce, where I could then go due south on Moreland, until I got onto the interstate and make my way home, avoiding the Downtown Connector and airport in one fell swoop.

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Why I kick my own ass sometimes

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My entire body is stiff and achy, my knees are raw, hurt to touch and look like hamburger, and I just completed the most pathetic workout of my entire life because I’m a creature of habit that would rather go have the most pathetic workout of my entire life than not go to the gym at all.

All of these things, again.  Because this past weekend was the Spartan Sprint that I’ve now done three years in a row.

During this year’s race, I found myself walking an inordinate amount of the course, which made me feel a little panicked at the state of my physical preparation.  It was no secret that there were several new obstacles integrated into the course this year, none more arduous and physically taxing as the five-gallon bucket that runners had to fill entirely with gravel, and walk about the distance of a quarter of a mile up and down a hill, but the point remains, walking to me is supposed to be for the weak competitors, and running was supposed my greatest strength, my biggest asset, and my trump card to pass and overtake lesser competitors.

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The appeal of Garen

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During yesterday’s pursuit of 150,000 IP, I had a game where I drew Corki.  And because I didn’t like Corki, I was game to trade him for just about anyone; much to my delight, there was someone else who didn’t want who they drew, and so they traded me Garen.  Despite my occasional displeasure of having to play a melee-tank meat-shield in ARAM, I embraced the opportunity to play as Garen this time, for some reason.

My team won decisively, and despite the fact that I didn’t have a genuine damage item (save for the passive damage by a Sunfire Cape), I still contributed to the killing of opponents, because Garen is Garen.

I don’t really play Garen, as I don’t really play much top lane for the matter, as it pertains to current game meta.  But I have a bro that I (used to) play with regularly that pretty much uses Garen in 99% of the games we play together, so I’m fairly familiar with Garen in general.

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Humans need oxygen to breathe, too

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Long story short: former Atlanta Hawk Josh Smith proclaims Atlanta Hawks fans to be bandwagoners.

The sky is also blue, water is also wet.  Tell us something nobody already knew, Josh!

Of course Atlanta Hawks fans are bandwagoners.  So are Atlanta Braves fans as well as Atlanta Falcons fans.  Damn near everyone in Atlanta who proclaims to like sports, only likes sports when their sports teams are doing well.

The Hawks are the best team in the Eastern conference right now, of course attendance is creeping upward, and there’s a sudden influx of Hawks fans.  Why shouldn’t there be, when there’s all this winning going on?

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The unkillable boomer

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Long story short: Woman on Georgia’s death row staves off execution for the second time, when the drug that would be used for lethal injection appeared cloudy and out of caution, postponed the execution – again.

Not that I’m rooting for this woman to be put to death by any stretch of the imagination, but this story has gained some traction, but it’s unavoidable for me to see as long as I make daily rounds through the local news circuits, and it’s the way it’s developing that makes me think that this execution is probably not going to occur.

But seriously, the drug that would be used to kill a person is deemed suspiciously cloudy, and the execution is called off, because of what?  A lethal drug might be dangerously cloudy?  To kill people?  I’m kind of puzzled to why caution is being exercised when ultimately the goal is to end up with someone no longer alive.  Sure, a quick and painless execution would give the boomer some dignity on the way out, but there’s kind of a contradiction of ideas about being humane when putting someone to death is ultimately the goal.

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The most frustrating game since Battletoads

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The difference with Battletoads was that you had a very finite number of lives, and once you were out it’s game over, and there were no substantial number of continues.  And when that happened, your NES controller typically went through a wall, foot through the console, and you didn’t have to worry about giving the speedbike levels another shot, and you could move on.

And if it was anything like Battletoads/Double Dragon, the game itself was aware of when you used cheat codes, and penalized you at the end of the game subsequently.

The point is, Donkey Kong: Tropical Freeze was pretty much the most frustrating game I’ve played in ages.  If I were a kid completely devoid of discipline and Prozac, the WiiU control would have been destroyed at least 72 times by the time I finally beat the game, but it was my girlfriend’s (I know, right) system, and she would have ditched me at the curb if I did such.  Needless to say, it made me feel boiling levels of game rage that I didn’t know I even still had anymore.

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The worst kind of postponing

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Long story short: Georgia woman on death row, scheduled to be executed on February 25, 2015 lives to see another few days on account of inclement weather postponing the execution.

This is of course, the woman I brogged about almost two weeks ago, whose requested last meal consisted of some Burger King Whoppers and a whole shitload of buttermilk and buttermilk products, and I accused of basically trying to turn herself into a Left 4 Dead boomer.  So that her goal was to get fat, bloated, and full of gross disgusting waste for her to expel upon expiration, in an attempt to get the final laugh against the legal system that saw fit to put her to death for murdering her husband nearly 20 years ago.

Anyway, I can’t help but feel that this had to have been a devastating blow to the boomer-to-be here.  Sure, there’s the perspective of that she’s going to get a few extra days before the re-scheduled execution, but to me, that’s a few extra days to wallow in misery and postponed dread of maybe possibly having accepted death, only for it to be drug out for another four days.  After all, the state did deny her final bid for clemency, I can’t imagine that a few extra days is going to make anyone change their minds.

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