Sods and Odds

Random thoughts while I'm being distracted by the NCAA bassit-ball thang...

SPEAKING OF WHICH...
"...after careful deliberation I completed my brackets today, and I have three of the four #1 seeds making the Final Four--Kansas, North Carolina, and Memphis--but UCLA is going to be tripped up by my dark horse, Xavier. Watch out for those mighty Muscatels--er, uh--Musketeers! And even though I'm a Missouri fan, I have Kansas winning the whole shootin' match on the 20th anniversary of the last time they did it. Remember folks, you heard it here first!"—B. Holland, March 17, 2008

Admittedly, I stepped on my winky on that whole Xavier thing, but damned if I didn't get tonight's match-up dead solid perfect in my bracket.  Now if Kansas goes on to win this game, they'll make me look like a genius and break my heart at the same time because I didn't put any money on my brilliant bracket-ology...

POTTY MOUTH!
Thanks to fellow blogger Dr. Sardonicus, I now know where my humble blog stands in terms of vulgarity by way of the Blog Cuss-O-Meter, which measures the relative use of profanity within one's blog or website. According to these folks, the average "Cuss Level" is 8%, and yours truly registered an astounding rate of cussery of 28.7!  What the fuck can I say—that's the way I talk most of the time when I write.  And in the words of the late Redd Foxx, "I'm too old to stand up here and say 'doo-doo'!"

REASON #1,192...
...for why I'm not a religious person:  Today's headline— "Over 400 children taken from Texas polygamist ranch..."  God bless us, one and all, huh?  Obee-kaybee...

EARLY EVENING, APRIL 4...
U2's Bono didn't quite get the time of day right in his lyric for "Pride (In The Name Of Love)", but his heart was in the right place in his tribute to Rev. Martin Luther King.  With Friday being the 40th anniversary of that fateful day in Memphis, there were numerous King documentaries on TV over the weekend, most of which I found to be very educational.  In spite of my bias towards religious figures, I really think MLK was an honorable man (in spite of his flaws), and as a white person whose father is from the "Deep" South, I'm deeply embarrassed by the unbridled bigotry displayed by some of these Southern "authority" figures from the '60s and the way they treated black people back then.  I also think it's very petty the way J. Edgar Hoover and his FBI cronies treated King as if he was a Communist—talk about your raging paranoia!  I tend to agree with the rank and file that James Earl Ray ain't the one who pulled the trigger on April 4, either...

SPEAKING OF UGLINESS...
That's what the Summer Olympics in China are going to be.  Here we are 3-4 months away, and it's already turning into a political free-for-all for these protestors.  I fear Beijing will make Munich look like a pillow fight.  Makes one wonder if the Olympics are even worth staging anymore...

GIVE IT UP, ALREADY!
"The inquest into the death of Princess Diana returned a verdict of unlawful killing Monday, blaming the driving of chauffeur Henri Paul and paparazzi photographers pursuing her car at high speed..."

No shit?  The above headline is from today, not 1998—didn't we already know this for a fact ten years ago?  All this lawsuit shit isn't going to bring Diana back, folks—let her go, for Pete's sake!

HIS HAND IS NOW COLD AND DEAD...
...so feel free to help yourself to charmin' Chuck Heston's gun, if you're so inclined.  Don't mean to sound insensitive here, but as I've stated before on this blog, I'm not one to heap high praise upon someone whom I've disliked just because they're now dead.  While I'm sorry that Heston had to battle Alzheimer's disease—nothing funny about that, whatsoever—to be bluntly honest, he was not one of my favorite people in the world.  Unlike him and other NRA-types, I don't feel compelled to prove my manhood by packing heat...

CLASSIC MISHEARD LYRIC #75
"That's The Way I Wanna Rock 'N' Roll"—AC/DC (1988)  "Turn off my brain control..."  Or as dopey me heard it, "Turn off my breaking toe..."

DOGS ARE SMARTER THAN WE THINK...
You want me to do what?!?