Monday, October 31, 2005

Ohio Express

Diving For The Ball
Diving For The Ball,
originally uploaded by briankeithglass.
While I was home I went to West Virginia to watch the girl's basketball team my brother coaches. It was a lot of fun. I always enjoy spending time with Brent. I had a good time getting some action photos. I'm hoping to get some more in the future.

Jumping the shark

Well that was a terrible entry yesterday. I've slowly started to embody all that is wrong with blogging. I've taken some standard, who-are-these-people observations and made them even lamer by seemingly not being able to write more than a few sentences on each subject. I was going for a Larry King in USA Today thing and it just didn't work out. I hope people don't read my blog to be entertained. I had a strange epiphany a few weeks back when I started giving my sister-in-law the Andy Rooney in training spiel about something. She responded that she had read that on my blog. I was mortified on several different levels. It shocks me that people actually read what I have to say. I know both my brothers read it but I just figured they felt obligated, you know, being my brothers and all. When I found out that Bryce's friend Gary checks in every once in awhile I was starting to get a little intimidated. I felt like a had an audience to write for, albeit a very small and probably drunk one. My original intent on starting this whole thing stems from a drunken night of web surfing and this kind of crazy hysteria I go into when doing said surfing. I was on Guerrillagirls.com or some such silly socialist, website and was crazy angry with an article on stereo-types men place on women. I thought their whinny little bitchfest was just furthering ugly stereo-types of both men and women. I didn't want to post on their message board (I was drunk not insane) so I searched for a free blog site. I think the search exhausted me so much I ended up just going to sleep and when I woke up the passion for the argument was gone. I do recall sending a poorly worded email to my brother on the virtues of all the wonderful women I've known before the "exhaustion" had set in. So with the sober realization that I tend to write stupid stuff when I'm drinking I haven't really done much of the drinking and blogging thing. So now I'm stuck with a blog I feel obligated to write, I would feel like a quitter now. So after yesterday's entry I felt like maybe out of respect for all those people who write incisive, witty, pointed blogs with a cohesiveness of thought, maybe I should retire the blog. But like Happy Days and That Seventies Show, maybe I'll keep going for just a little bit past my prime (if I ever had one). And to all you misguided, bored people who take the time to read this dreck, thank you sincerely. It still mortifies me but I appreciate it all the same.

Sunday, October 30, 2005

Life's Been Good To Me Up Until Two Months Ago

So it only cost seven hundred something dollars to replace all the parts I doused in Yuengling. Yes, I KNOW! That was an expensive beer, stop reminding me.

Is it me or wasn't Eminem just suing Apple for using some of his music in ads? Now he's shilling for them. That was just a couple of months ago right? I guess since the Clash broke up every artist is a whore. That's not true, I just like using the word whore.

For those having a hard time keeping up with me, I'm in California again. I just got into Willows California. It's a small, small town an hour or so north of Sacramento.

I'm happy about the appointment of John Roberts to the Supreme Court. It's one of the few things Bush has done right. Did you know that Bush hasn't vetoed a spending bill since being in office? I thought Republicans were suppose to be anti-big government? And to all you liberals out there, this doesn't mean I want to start getting those stupid anti-Bush spams. Your guys are all as stupid as Bush any day.

Well, I feel like I'm off to a tepid start at best. Same old crap but my heart's not in it tonight. I just felt obligated to get something down after the loooonnng absence. Maybe I'll elaborate on some of this stuff later. Possibly not.