I have had it for a while, but I see better times ahead! I feel awful that I have this blog and neglect it like an ugly hooker.

Side note: While clearing out old comments, the post I’d made about Heidi Montag spawned “horse sex” spam. I’m not sayin’, I’m jsut sayin’.

Ohio State had 95,722 show up to their spring game this weekend.

This is in spite of the fact that people actually have to pay 5 bucks. This is up from last year’s attendance of a mere 76,346 last year, but to be fair, it did rain in ‘08.

A Texas HS Girl’s B-ball coach was canned after his team Won 100-0. The school stated that this did not reflect a “Christlike approach to competition”.

This statement comes as a huge shock to those who desire to convert the masses, control the legislature and that have studied the Crusades.

To be fair, 55-0 can only hold your interest for so long.

I’m a little late to the party on this story, but I had to comment on McCain supporter and idiot of the month Ashley Todd.

The sirens went off on Drudge and Huffington Post went ballistic with this story about a 20 year old college student and McCain supporter being robbed at an ATM and getting a “B” carved into her face when the attacker (who was, of course, a black man) saw her McCain bumper sticker. He apparently threatened her if she didn’t vote Obama.

Of course, Ms. Todd clearly forgot that mirror images are actually reversed and the “B” was backwards. Oh, and the ATM she was allegedly at showed no video evidence of her being there. Police sniffed the story out as false rather quickly. There are now charges pending against her for filing a false report.

If you want to go as Ashley Todd for Halloween, you can find a picture here. Quite frankly, it would be the scariest costume at your party.

Former Democratic Congresswoman turned Green Party Presidential Candidate Cynthia McKinney has cemented her status in the “crazy effer” hall of fame.

As if assaulting a Capitol Police Officer wasn’t bad enough; she apparently thought it would be a good idea to accuse the Government of slaughtering 5,000 prisoners and dumping their bodies in a Lousiana swamp during Katrina.

Holy shit.

In other news, the Republicans are now saying “see, Palin isn’t THAT bad…right?”

I will put aside all feelings towards the Chinese Government’s treatment of those in their own country, the support of genocide in Darfur, blatant disregard for the environment and the plight of the Tibetans while relaying my feelings on the Olympic games as a whole.

First of all, the Opening Ceremonies were fan-freaking-tastic! What a spectacle! But also, how intimidating was that? I remarked to the sig other how regimes such as those in China and North Korea scare the bejeezus out of me and the Opening Ceremonies showcased why. Their people, their children are just so…well…disciplined and organized. Most people here can’t even get their kids to take out the trash and they get theirs to move in perfect rhythm. Imagine what else they could, and would, do. The Opening Ceremonies were basically a Chinese version of North Korea’s Arirang Festival, or “Mass Games”. The only difference being, of course, the lack of brainwashing and celebration of a dead “Forever” ruler. There are some pretty sweet pictures of the ceremonies here in case you missed them.

Women’s gymnastics is just going to anger me. A couple of us noted how the announcers seem hesitant to pick on the Chinese gymnasts while being extremely tough on the Americans. Shawn Johnson got completely screwed on her balance beam score, by the way. I am just going to assume that any event that involves judges will be a win for the Chinese.

Speaking of gymnastics. There is an age restriction stating that you have to be at least 16. If most of those girls are 16 then I’m, oh, 50 or so. Holy 12 year old!

Possibly the best moment of the Olympics thus far, however, was the 4X100 Men’s freestyle relay. That was, without a doubt, one of the most exciting moments I have ever witnessed in all of sports. The sig other and I were jumping off the couch and screaming in our living room. What a finish! What a stupid thing to shoot your mouth off like that, France. Wow.

The shooting off of the mouths by France is just one element making swimming so dramatic. Of course, Phelps has a chance to make history, and that in itself is potentially quality drama, but I mean scandalous, soap opera type drama.

I give you the story of French swimmer Laure Manaudou. Manaudou was dating Italian swimmer Luca Marin and, long story short, ran away to be with him. After all kinds of issues and drama, she finally returned to France to swim. Her boyfriend ditched her and hooked up with another swimmer, who happens to be Manaudou’s rival. Then, seemingly out of the blue, naked photos of Manaudou appear everywhere. The ex and the rival are blamed to try to throw her off. They, of course, deny this. So, if you cannot watchfor the thrill of competition, you have some good “The Hills” type drama to occupy your time.

I’m hoping for some more excitement as the game progress! I’m sure I’ll update soon as I absolutely love the Olympics and feel like an uber-geek every 4 (ok, every 2 with the winter games) years.

Every so often, life leads to unexplained bruising. Many times, however, you can eventually figure out the source of the unwelcome purple mark.

Me, not so much. Let’s go to the beginning to get to the point where I am now.

Let me tell you the tale of my right ankle. It has been through a lot. I have dealt with perpetual injury of said ankle since about the age of 25. Keep in mind that I played various sports in HS and whatnot and never, ever injured the thing then. If I had, it would make sense to have issues into adulthood on a recurring basis. The most recent OMFG moment of pain for the right ankle came in Toronto. The sig other and I were casually strolling down the street after dinner and it just went out. I came crashing down and I instantly felt sick. You know the feeling…that water in the mouth, full body shiver, “I am so gonna vomit” feeling. I struggled on the walk back to the hotel, but I toughed it out. I then took two Molson Canadian’s out of the case; one to drink and one for the ankle.

Fast forward to this past week. Thursday night we went out for RAGBRAI’s overnight stop. Beverages were enjoyed, walking around town was done and a fun night was had. I wasn’t blackout drunk or anything so I didn’t think I had any issues that would be cause for concern the next day. Sunday night…yes, Sunday…I looked down at my ankle and loudly proclaimed “what in the hell is that???” There is a bruise on the right ankle that is approximately the size of a softball. The sig other and I have no idea where it came from. Thursday was mentioned but you would think that I would have noticed it before that, especially since I had shaved my legs prior to Sunday. But what other night could it have been? The majority of the weekend was spent running errands and doing stuff around the house.

So, I am puzzled. My worst fear is that there are still some issues from the debacle in Toronto. It is a tad bit swollen. Me being me refuses to go to the doctor to have it looked at. That would, after all, be the smart thing to do. But health, shmealth, I hate having my joints manipulated and I’ve had enough radiation from X-rays over the years to power the Great Lakes region.

Besides, speculation is way more fun.

This is going to be my little home on the interwebs. I’d like to say that there will be a consistent theme or a weekly special. The truth is that I am random, very random. This post serves as nothing more than a hello to the world! Hopefully there will be something that you will find interesting as the site progresses!