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T-Bone.

Read it, don’t read it, I don’t care…just needed to get some things off my chest.

In no particular order of chronology or importance…

On the clock.  Saturday MORNING rant (odd). Speed version.  Let’s turn and burn.

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  1. Greetings and salutations, people.  Thanks for coming aboard (the boat).  Saturday morning speed version.  Why Saturday?  Because I am a good fiancée, and Lindsey comes back just before the CSU bowl game and I thought it would be better to have a clean slate for blogging.  What a guy.
  2. Plus, I have to work for two hours (because…I don’t know…I like to work) and wrap some presents and go buy the lady flowers…what a guy.
  3. Yes, the last post was post bar, and now more clear headed today, I still know I won three straight pool games when my partner made a total of one ball last night.
  4. Just like I chose to be called a piano player as opposed to pianist, and just like my dad chose to be called an angler instead of a fisherman, I choose to be called The Fillerbuster as opposed to a blogger.
  5. Or you can call me T-Bone.
  6. Seinfeld fans get that.  
  7. I remember talking about this when the Dodgers won the World Series last year with that giant record setting payroll.
  8. Oh, that’s right. They didn’t.  $257k later…
  9. Since my rant squad is EXTREMELY quiet, I am starting a new club. The club is called “What??”  The What Club.  I now have two members in this club.  Nick Young and Lance Stephenson.  This club is made for athletes that I am confused about why they are so damn cocky when they are known as head cases AND haven’t won shit.  
  10. I am open to better names for this club. I don’t exactly have a team of interns even though I say I do.  
  11. I guess my chief of staff does NOT read this blog…or doesn’t drink. A bar tab was a hell of an offer.
  12. I am concerned with the fact that I charge my phone all night and the bedside plug doesn’t work.
  13. I might need to pick up another cheap 1985 alarm clock today on my errands.  
  14. Whatever picture I posted that might be attracting more blog traffic (it happened one time where I posted a picture and got 300 hits in 30 minutes) almost makes me scared to post a new one. Or maybe I am just getting legit traffic.  Thank you, readers.  I pour my heart into this thing even though I do NOTHING to promote it.
  15. Except for the fancy blog business cards my woman got me.
  16. I missed Hubie Brown announcing a Friday night NBA game last night and I am sad about it. Thanks to my boss for letting me know though.  
  17. About last night, WTF Will. He was all gun ho (is that the spelling?) about playing pool, I got us a game, and Will exited stage left.  He SAID that he had to go back to work.  I personally think Will got too drunk with me and was hesitant about doing something stupid or play bad pool.  He reads this thing.  He will explain.
  18. And he couldn’t have played any worse than my partner last night.
  19. I compliment Michael Vick and suddenly he feels the need to talk to the media about everything.  THANKS for telling us, Michael, that Jameis Winston is the future of the NFL.  You pay back some debt and suddenly you are Confucius.  
  20. I should probably go get a new phone today too. It is dying by the moment.
  21. I didn’t know Jermaine O’Neal coming out of retirement (is that where he is?) was such a big deal, but apparently the Mavs and him are in talks. I think we will all be 60 years old and Jermaine O’ Neal will still be talking to teams.  
  22. On the record though, I think that would be a good bench pickup.
  23. Because my boss for some reason thinks Brandan Wright was NOT an up and coming of age (I mixed cliches-ha) bench PF.  Every sports site I personally read supports this thought.
  24. I think the Spurs should go to overtime on PURPOSE in their next game…just for fun. Three of them.
  25. I went to a gay bar last night and realized my Silver Strike skills have diminished. Because that is all I did there.  I forgot to even get a drink.  
  26. I have been requested to flow chart characters in Game of Thrones and what other dumb things they have been in.  In a future blog I suppose.  Peter Dinklage was the wake up guy in Seinfeld in an audio only cameo.  
  27. Just go to Michigan, Harbaugh. Just DO it.  I might even ROOT for the Blue or whatever they call themselves.
  28. I almost fell off the couch when Peyton Manning said in an interview “we are on to Cincinnati.”  
  29. I hate Dwight Howard and therefore will not root for the Rockets, but I LOVE the Corey Brewer pickup.
  30. Nice that ESPN has college football of some sort going on at 9 in the morning for me for background while I write this.
  31. Did any of us think that Michael Phelps was going to get anything else BUT probation?
  32. I remember a day when a five star decommitting (is that the spelling?) from any school MIGHT still lend a chance that he might go to UVA. Now they can’t even keep the hotbed NOVA prospects in state.  
  33. Northern Virginia, people.
  34. I have a feeling that the Padres making all of these pickups STILL won’t allow them to win their division.
  35. I have a feeling that the Giants MIGHT regret paying Jake Peavy 2/24 in their new signing.
  36. Lindsey sent me 30 fashion “don’t’s” for men over 30. I have a feeling that she sent that to get me to take off my necklaces/ beads.  It won’t work, girl.  I love my beads.  necklace Capture
  37. Don’t worry though. I won’t buy bracelets.
  38. I hate Bud Selig enough for allowing too many baseball teams in the playoffs and determining the home field advantage of the World Series from the ASG, but him making $6 million annually in retirement might push me over the edge.
  39. Maybe we didn’t watch the Thursday night football game, but Sen ‘Derrick Marks (is that the spelling?) made $600k with his last sack on a bonus.
  40. I was impressed by the Jay Cutler press conference and his genuineness. I still hate him.  Nice try.
  41. Bowl picks.  Actually, I don’t feel like doing these today.  Sounds like a lot of work and time.  Good luck to every team!
  42. I imagine that when Chandler Parsons signed with the Rockets, he wasn’t expecting to be the weakest link in a sick starting lineup now with Rondo.
  43. If only Rondo could shoot. I wonder if Jamaal Tinsley and Jacque Vaughn sit around the tube having beers and say “THAT’S what we meant to be.”  
  44. The West in the NBA is just sick. The favorite out there preseason (Spurs) is SEVENTH in the standings and OKC WILL fight their way back in the mix.
  45. Lindsey was in Aspen last night and said Rusted Root was playing at Belly Up, the legendary live music place in that fantastic town. After getting rid of my jealous thoughts that she was there and I was not, I told her I would buy her ticket if she went to see that band.  She did.  Rusted Root has their own sound, and one of my favorite concerts ever was them and Santana (same kind of percussion groove band).  Rusted Root is fantastic, and the song you know from them is their worst.  Kind of like What Would You Say by DMB.  
  46. Dave Matthews Band, people.
  47. Rusted Root hit it big by winning a contest in Pittsburgh and getting their song played on the air one time. The response to it made them semi-famous.
  48. I planned on starting Breaking Bad while Lindsey is gone, but then realized I don’t know how to work our Direct TV. I don’t even think I could find a porn on it IF I wanted to.
  49. Anyone see my co-blogger, Mr. Royal? I know he is in the Army, but it’s not like he is stationed in the Middle East or anything.
  50. That’s all for today. Now that I am watching my phone semi-blow up next to me, that means I need to go get a new phone that I will be scared of and not use to its full potential.  Hope you enjoyed or are at least more informed.  Will I blog tomorrow?  That is a CL…AAHHHHHH.  Almost fell for it.  Old goodbye line, Mr. Harper.  As one shepherd said to the other shepherd, I am going to get the flock out of here.