Props From The King

(Just a side note, I really don't remember putting in the last article, I was probably blown out of my mind when I did)

IGN.com (one of my primary targets for employment after college) recently interviewed LeBron James, and one of the quotes he had was:

"Those guys (the Pistons) have been together for a long time now. They've been to the playoffs. They've been through the thick and thin. They were down 3-1 in the playoffs and were able to come back from that. We've just won regular season games right now. Once we get to the playoffs and try to become successful and know what it takes, I think we can become one of the best teams in the Eastern Conference. Right now we're just a good team and the Pistons are a great team."

So great, in fact, that they remind James a little of some bad-ass robots from his youth.

"They're like a Transformer. Remember the cartoon? You would have like five transformers and they would all come together to create one giant Transformer. That's the Detroit Pistons, one big Transformer."

Keep in mind this was two days before our back-to-back wins against Cleveland. Although I believe LeBron will surpass Jordan in his prime (keep in mind he's only 21), the King knows his place and will let the Pistons own the NBA for now.



Detroit Pistons: Robots in Disguise

IGN.com
IGN's interview with LeBron: Too Cold

Oh, the Places You'll Go!

KID, YOU'LL MOVE MOUNTAINS!


http://www.mit.edu/~adorai/seuss/seussboy.html
Lavendar Version
http://members.tripod.com/~TechBabe/places.html

Adios to wherever you may go, have a crunked and safe Spring Break, bring me back some shit! I'll bring back some Mardi Gras beads.

One week of tripped-up goodness

A Poem

For my English 223 class, we're currently working on poetry, with fiction to come after spring break. I was skeptical about poetry at first, but I'll admit that I'm getting more tolerant to it the more I work with it, mostly because poetry allows for a more creative release. The problem I really have with it though, is that while poetry may have much meaning, there is rarely enough substance. In any case, we've gone through many different forms of poetry, and many different structures. We worked on a particularly fun exercise (fun+school? I guess it happened just this once) on Tuesday where we wrote one random line, then passed the paper onto the next person, and the paper cycled through each person in the class until it landed back at you, where you would write the final line. I forget specifically what type of poem this is called, but I guess it's "group poetry", where groups of ideas come together. There were some pretty funny ones, considering how random they got, and mine was pretty weird too:

"Mind in the Tumble Dry"

It spiraled through the air like a deflated football;
wobbling - flipping - flopping - and then fell
at the foot of a child
with ice cream drooling down his chin.
The paper form of aviation was defeated,
the engine blackened,
the nose cone smashed.
I then realized I'd smoked a lot of hash.
Shoot.
I think it was hash.
Or maybe I was wrecked from the coke.
Am I awake or still dreaming? Someone pinch me.

An Update

I realized that while I write a lot about issues, I don't really write about myself. If you remember my high school days, I used to have "///The Update///" on the old site, but I really don't feel like I need to post continuous updates about my personal life because 1. not much really happens anymore since I hardly go out compared to last year, and 2. I feel like ranting about personal shit is too geocities/angelfire-ish, you know what I mean. When people put stupid gossipy shit about trivial things, like how they enjoyed the latest episode of Laguna or the O.C., or how they think the guy/girl at such and such place is hot, or about the dumb shit they did today, who they saw at the groceries etc. No one cares about this type of writing except the writer and maybe the people involved in the piece. While these little things may be important to these people, I for one like to have higher standards when it comes to writing, which I guess is natural considering I want it to pay the bills the rest of my life. Which is why I write about shit that matters. But for once I'll update you on the KTrain's Station.

Last Friday in my Comm 211 class, my GSI asked us, "Who of you here are 21?". No hands went into the air. Someone asked why, and he responded that he wants to take us all out drinking. Even though no one raised their hands at the previous question, an uproar broke out about where to go, which the best clubs/bars were, etc. And even though no hands raised up, I guess "Comm 211 Bar Night" is still on. Evidence that my Comm 211 GSI kicks ass. This is my first male GSI and I can honestly say there's a big difference between a male and female GSI; at least from the GSIs I've had. When we first joined the class, instead of making us write those info cards on index cards, my GSI (to remain unnamed due to bar night) told us to just put Comm 211 as one of our classes on facebook, and he could see us from there. Not only can he see his sections from facebook, but he can also invite us drinking.

Thursday is Comm 211 Bar Night, from 7:30-2, at an undisclosed location:


Sounds like a fun time, also considering that my professor told the class that the ratio of girls to guys in Comm 211 is 10:1. Still, I'll probably wind up staying in because I'll "catch up" on my readings and also because Comm 211 is my "quiet" class, where I really don't do anything. But we'll see.

I had a Comm 211 exam today that I hardly studied for, but came out with a pretty good feeling. There were two questions I absolutely missed, but the rest I feel like I got at least partially right. I think that's good, but still kind of odd.

This weekend had some potential; I was planning a big trip to MSU. OAR was playing at Breslin on Friday, and FASA has the "Rice Bowl" against MSU's PASS. Unfortunately, I couldn't find anyone from Michigan who wants to see OAR, or saw them at the State Theater last week, and though I'm still getting bugged by FASA people to go to the "Rice Bowl" (nothing more I'd love to do than play tackle football against trash-talking, skinny, Spartan Filipinos), I have to go home to pick shit up for Spring Break and also get a haircut. Scratch another weekend. This weekend inactivity is getting out of hand.

The Michigan men's basketball team is currently destroying Minnesota by 21. Inconsistency is the name of the Wolverines' game, similar to the Pistons of few years past. After slipping out of the rankings, I guess we're trying to make a statement, but a trip to the tournament would suffice for me.

The Pistons are also killing the NBA. It's now a huge deal if a team beats us, and when we lost back-to-back games a little while ago it was a key story on all the front pages. We're already at the All-Star break and we don't even have 10 losses yet. I'm not worried about Dallas or San Antonio, those teams can suck it. We have four players on the All-Star team, tying the record.

Big trade. The Darko Experiment is over. Darko, after sucking the D for so many years, is finally leaving the D. Darko and Carlos Arroyo are packing their bags to Orlando, where we will acquire Kelvin Cato and Orlando's 2007 first round pick. We acquired Darko through a long-term investment, and hopefully we'll make up for that mistake by getting someone better. I really loved Arroyo in D-Town (the Carlos-Carlos no longer exists), and I personally wished he could stay, because he's a dribbling, passing, And-1 type of show. Though Lindsey is back, he can't make plays to the extent that Arroyo can, and I think that's something our bench will miss. In fact, I think it's a slight gamble leaving an aged, injury-prone player a backup to an already injured Chauncey Billups. But we've seen before that without a backup point guard (Arroyo's suspension) we can still kick ass. Tayshaun can run point with ease, so we have nothing to worry about. I'll miss Darko and his antics, and I was glad enough that I got his autograph and got to see him in person. When I got his autograph, Darko actually leaned out of his way to sign my towel (they were giving em out as a promotion), so I'm grateful for that. I wish all the success to him in the future, and the same to Arroyo, and the trade should make for a good "Happy Trails" section on PTI. I'm excited though, Kelvin Cato is basically a younger Dikembe Mutombo. He's better than Dale Davis is, and has the potential to grab double-digit rebounds and three blocks every night. And consider the defenders we already have. Another body to throw at the Diesel, that's for sure. The 2007 pick is unconditional, so hopefully the Magic will suck it up for another year and we'll get a top-10 lottery pick. The potential upside for a top-10 draft pick far supercedes Darko and Arroyo combined, and it's another daring and genious move on Joe D's part. I hate to say it again because it's getting old now, but Joe D continues to amaze me with his skills. Just when you think the Pistons can't get any better, when we're already at the top of the league, have tied records and can still break some... he pulls something totally shocking out of the bag. Suffice to say it's gonna be great to be a Pistons fan for the next five years, I've gotta start going to some goddamn games, spending my money on them instead of grass.

I've been getting progressively angry at what MJ has done to my life so far. My personal life is fine as it stands, but when I sat down to study for my Comm 211 exam I realized how much studying I haven't done. I'm beginning to hate toking, because not only am I gaining some weight back from munchies, but since grades are life at college, my life seems to steadily be on the decline. I hate it when I look forward to toking on weekday nights, I hate waking up and going through the entire day in a haze, I hate being lazy, and unless I'm particularly pissed at something (i.e. my email not working last night nor the past few days) or it's a special occassion (birthday party, watching certain movies - see Ultraviolet below, etc.) I'm going to give a sincere effort to stop. It's not healthy, it's not financially sound, and I'm beginning to understand what all those poorly-budgeted informercials are getting at.


This truly is your brain on drugs, and I hope I have the willpower in me to quit.

I saw a trailer for this movie last night and it blew me away, partially because I was toked up, partially because it was the full trailer of 2:17 (on TV), but because it looks good nonetheless. The movie is called Ultraviolet (obviously a play on "ultraviolent"), and it basically looks like Kill Bill meets Equilibrium meets Perfect Hair Forever (I'm serious, it looks like the characters can change colors). The summary of the movie reads, "In the late 21st century, a subculture of humans have emerged who have been modified genetically by a vampire-like disease, giving them enhanced speed, incredible stamina and acute intelligence, and as they are set apart from 'normal' and 'healthy' humans, the world is pushed to the brink of worldwide civil war aimed at the destruction of the 'diseased' population. In the middle of this crossed-fire is - an infected woman - Ultraviolet (played by Milla Jovovich), who finds herself protecting a nine-year-old boy who has been marked for death by the human government as he is believed to be a threat to humans." Milla Jovovich was sort of hot in Resident Evil in that heroine-tomboyish sort of way, and RE was a solid movie. My buddy Zeke said Ultraviolet is by the same guy who made Equilibrium, which is one of the most underrated movies out there. If the action scenes in this movie can match up or even surpass those of Equilibrium, I definitely would get my money's worth, and based on the trailer, it certainly seems so. I just hope this isn't one of those movies where the trailer hypes the movie up to incredible measures, then disappoints, sort of like The Matrix Reloaded, which was a good movie still, but didn't live up to my expectations due to the awesome trailer.


Drawing any parallels?


Guns, girls, car chases, martial arts, futuristic techno plot? Yep, this'll get my $8.85. Coming March 3, definitely a must see upon return from Spring Break.

See the trailer in HD here.

Speaking of Spring Break, I've decided to take a more humanitarian route this year. The past two Spring Breaks I've been to Panama City Beach and Cancun, and so even though my spirit yearns for another week full of fun and sun, white-sanded beaches, clubs and bars, passing out at clubs and being shaken awake by a bouncer, skimpily dressed and tanned women, sucking down mixed drinks the bartender doesn't know what he put in it that tastes like gasoline, eating quesadillas and having a Corona for breakfast every day by the pool, accidentally taking drugs, almost getting arrested, being offered weed at every store, wet t-shirt contests, having water poured on me in bed, dirtyass foam parties, trying to find absinthe, booze cruises, seeing how sweaty Fat Joe gets, drinking Coronas on public buses, and my roommate being dragged across a stage by a man twice his size in front of 300 people, my charity side won out. I'm going to New Orleans for Alternative Spring Break (with the UM-International Student Volunteers), helping to rebuild post-Katrina NO. Coincidentally (or not, I don't know), Mardi Gras happens to fall during the same week, and it's the first time Michigan's odd Spring Break time works out nicely. Though the trip is University sponsored, and therefore drugs and alcohol are disallowed, I still think it'll be a hell of a time. A UofM student who also lives in New Orleans told us that the success or failure of New Orleans' recovery depends on this years' Mardi Gras, and even though the city is still trying to find money to finance the historical event, no expense will be spared.

Current good music:
OAR - City On Down (in memory of my not going to their concert)
Zero 7 - In The Waiting Line (Koop Remix)
Black Eyed Peas - Pump It Up (from that Best Buy commercial)
Nikkfurie - The A La Menthe
Ben Folds - Fred Jones Pt. 2
Lauryn Hill - Everything Is Everything
Jurassic 5 - Sum Of Us
Miles Davis - Jeru
Stereophonics - Since I Told You It's Over
Nappy Roots - Awnaw (Rock Remix)

I don't know why I didn't know this before, but I've recently used the radio feature on iTunes. There are some pretty damn good stations out there, and last night I grooved through some homework with the Jazz-->#Musik.Lounge on RauteMusik.FM. It's the first station under Jazz.

Valentine's Day, or "Singles Awareness Day" as I've heard it been coined, passed me by without notice. I've been single every other day of the year, so one day doesn' t really make a difference. I think Valentine's Day is the original "love" day, and as such it should be revered instead of bashed. People who think Valentine's Day is stupid are just those types who think they're cool because they think differently than popular culture. These people aren't cool, nor are they right. Sweetest Day is a marketing scam, not Valentine's Day. If you call Valentine's Day a scam to get peoples' money, then you should call Christmas a scam, birthdays a scam, and all those other holidays where we're supposed to celebrate. Instead, people try to seem headstrong and do the opposite. Fools. Another reason why America is on the downfall.

Another thing I'm worried about. The world is slowly cycling back to a rise and fall of a superpower. That falling star is us, the US, and in the next 20-30 years I feel like we'll revert to mediocrity while China or Iran (or perhaps a unified Middle-Eastern nation-state) will take our place. Spain had their time, so did England, and even Germany was the worldwide focus for a few years. We're current on the list. America is the world's lone super-superpower, and thus is the epicenter of the universe (until we find alien life). As Americans, because we feel so much need to put ourselves in the limelight, I feel like we won't settle for second best. If we go out, we'll go out with a bang; a last stand against the world that will get at least three chapters in the textbooks.

I think I'm getting a little too morbid though so I'll leave it at that and start my English homework, more to come.

Can You Put Videos On Blogger?

Last night I roundhouse kicked a 32-story high Jenga Tower.

I have a video of it on Andrew's camera.

Can you put videos on blogger? I tried searching through the help menu but came up dry. If anyone knows a way, let me know so I can post some crazy shit.

***Late Edit - I sort of found out how to do it, I will go to vMix.com and upload the video there so I can link it, but if anyone still knows a way to put actual videos on blogger (what I need is the HTML for a Windows Media player) please let me know.

Getting Cut

I've made up my mind: I'm gonna get inked. I've wanted to since the end of high school, but getting a tattoo at that point isn't practical unless you're going to be a college athlete or aren't even going to college. Plus I wanted to wait until my arms were pretty cut, and they should be good enough by the summer.

That's the next question: when to get it done. Instant gratification is always human nature, so naturally I want to get this now. Watching Miami Ink (one of the best shows on television) and talking with Razz, who also wants one, makes me want to throw away another $300ish. But instead of video games, pot, or alcohol, this would last the rest of my life.

The prospect of that is what excites me, not scares me. That seems to be why so many people seem hesitant to even consider getting a tattoo. It'll carry with you for the rest of your days, and even though laser removal surgery has gotten pretty damn good these days, people are afraid. Why? Of having something you're passionate about and think symbolizes you in the fullest? Of having something deep, ultra-artistic, and a reflection of your soul? It's kind of a strange parallel, but getting a tattoo seems to be kinda like trying to fall in love.

Plus, those super-religious dudes on the diag would yell at me and tell me I'm going to hell, and then I'd reply, "Well, I might as well have some fun before I go, right?"

I love the fact that a tattoo is something that lasts, because it's not cheap. Of course, I wouldn't get some stupid shit like the barbed wire or tribal designs. I'd go all out.

Brew and Mantis have awesome tattoos, Brew has one that's a type of Native American symbol, reflecting his home in New Mexico, and Mantis' I would copy, if it weren't for the fact that a tat is supposed to be unique:



This is the one that Razz wants to sorta get, but she's not sure where, whether on her hip, back, or wrapped around the back/shoulder like I want to do:



I want to get tattoos on both arms, but just for this summer I'll probably just get one on my right. I plan on getting a dragon on my right bicep, covering the bicep entirely. Here's an image of how I want the dragon's head and face to be, plus the fire:



I love how this looks, but I'd make modifications to it. I'd give this sucker wings, and the wings would extend towards my chest and also wrap around my back. Then, I'd have the fire flame out down towards the inside of my elbow and stop there, so it wouldn't be so obvious to see. Lastly, I'd add color. I'd want the majority of the dragon to be red, with the outside portion of the scales blue, and give the dragon glowing blue eyes.

I'm not worried about how this would affect me in the workplace (which is another cop-out most people use when saying they don't want a tattoo) because 1. I don't plan on working in an ultra-professional business setting. My goal is to work with other writers, who not only have creative, artistic minds like mine, but who also probably have tattoos too. 2. If I happen to fall into the aforementioned business, I'd have a long-sleeved shirt on anyways.

In any case, I'm looking forward to May/June, I'll keep you posted.

Watch Miami Ink on TLC, Tuesdays at 10, EST.
Miami Ink Website

High Times Part 2

The jungle is as dense as a syrupy goo.

"They were out of Fort Bragg," Arnold says. "What about the rest of Harper's men?"

The soldiers find men hanging upside down with no skin. The point man, a Native American tracker, is freaked out, which doesn't happen much with men of that character.

They think the rebels did it, and follow them through the jungle.

A soldier just got executed. Arnold's men are going into the rebel camp to kill them all.

I always though Carl Weathers was Billy Dee Williams, Lando Calrissian from Star Wars, but I guess they're different.

Huge gunfight. Arnold is invincible. He stands in the middle of open ground and manages to hit five guys simultaneously. Chuck Norris has a rival. Jesse Venture has a gatling gun. He said at the beginning of the movie, "You're all a bunch of cock-slapping faggots. This shit will turn you into a sexual tyrannosaur, like me." How the hell did this guy become a Governor??? He just said, after getting shot, "I ain't got time to bleed."

"It's all bullshit," Arnold just told Carl Weathers, "my men are not expendable."

A guy just squashed a live scorpion. Goddamn.

Now it's the Predator's perspective.

If Jack Bauer, Chuck Norris, and Arnold Schwartzenegger (did I actually spell that right?) got into a room with a tablecloth, a bottle of fish food, and a coupon for McDonalds, who would win the fight?

Regardless, they're in for a "world of hurt" as Jesse Ventura says.

Keifer Sutherland has the coolest voice of all time. I've actually started talking a little like him probably because I'm sick. I catch myself sounding like him and I ask, "what the shit?"

I somehow hope I can reach the levels of Gonzoism, to write like Hunter S. Thompson in the style of New Journalism. Unfortunately, all I really write is free association, typing down the first things that come to my mind. It's still relatively early, but from now on every hour I stay awake will decrease from eight hours of sleep.

The prisoner they took, a chica, is on the run. A guy is catching her but his ass will die.

This is my favorite part of the movie, where they shoot for like five minutes when the guy sees the invisible part of the Predator. They shoot and shoot and shoot and seeing this like this will be something else altogether.

The scene is over. I'm overwhelmed, and out for now. Hopefully we'll get off our asses and do something, say play Mario Party.

"I saw it," he said. Jesse Ventura has a huge hole in his chest.

What Good Is This?

The past two days have been a crash course in Comm 101 for me, and a belief I've held before from Comm 102 and 111 has been reinforced.

Communications is a very passive art; it takes a look at events happening and analyzes them. It explains how the world works, and the problems society undergoes, and recognizes these enough to the point where students of the study will understand the dark side of the media. But in communications, no one actually does anything; it's mostly observation.

Even surveys, which are a staple in marketing and business, do not represent the true face of the target audience, because only a certain group is being evaluated.

Communications is BORING. It's all about content analysis, and this is something I really don't want to wind up doing the rest of my life. That's why I want to write, to actually put something down on paper, and to have other people look at it. Also, communications is one of the more contradictive majors out there. I'm taking a break from reading excerpts from a book called "Democracy Without Citizens", which talks about how much the American people have apathy towards politics; that a very large percentage of Americans don't give a shit about politics, and unfortunately there are a good amount of people who think they know a lot, and use this tainted information to guide decision making. But this book contradicts itself so much that I find it really irrelevant to read this.

The author, Robert Entman, states that the ideal of a true "free press" is far from possible in America because companies are profit-maximizing organizations, and therefore their news will be sensationalized and shaped to what the viewers want to see, instead of really focusing on what's important and further analyzing problems. Entman says that because media stations are really controlled by advertisers, the important stuff gets overlooked, and worse, American citizens don't know, and even worse than that, those who do know don't care. But Entman doesn't go on to suggest any solutions to the problem, because he says that a true free press ideal isn't even possible, because in order for an economy to run, people need to make money, and so if a news station were to air unpopular programming, it would obviously lose money.

This is all very basic information. It's like this guy is Captain Obvious, except he happens to know how to write extremely well. The writing on its own is astounding, and I hope to reach this level someday, but to write about the futility of something is, well, futile, because it doesn't affect my day to day life, nor anyone elses'. Yes, I can recognize that bias exists in the news, but what the hell can I do about it? If I'm an editor of a newspaper, I want to make money so I can survive, and if I have to slant the stories in order to do so, then so be it. I just don't understand what the hell the point of this major is.

Maybe there isn't one. Maybe communications is supposed to be about doing absolutely nothing but watching what's going on. I just find that the more and more I delve into communications, the more useless and futile I find this degree. A few months ago I was set into majoring in it, but now I'm probably gonna wind up declaring as a creative writing major under the english department, because I really don't know what I'd do with communications.

If you're looking at comm or are currently in it, I would suggest that you take a look into the future and see where you're going, because aside from marketing and PR, where other degrees would carry more weight, communications might not be very helpful.

In any case, I'm going to finish reading, and see if I can find anything useful.

As Un-American As Terrorist Pie

Today is the most American day of the year. Not July 4th, not Christmas, not some other shitty holiday you celebrate. Today is Super Bowl Sunday, The Game, a time when people come together to enjoy one night of pure Americana. A time where we can celebrate a true American sport. We don't celebrate baseball on the stage we celebrate the Super Bowl because half the players in the MLB are from other countries. Football has long since surpassed baseball as America's true pasttime sport, and will continue that way as long as history allows or at least until the MLB takes a look at their player demographic. We don't follow baseball, basketball, or hockey as much, because those sports not only recruit foreign players, but also because those sports have multiple-game playoffs and finals. Not to mention that other sports, who claim (besides the MLB) to be "national", have Candian teams. How can a league be called the "National X League" when all the teams aren't even American? Football is so popular that Canada copied it and made their own league.

The Super Bowl is a one game deal, along with the rest of the NFL playoffs, because it's a type of sport you can only play once a week, and where you can truly put everything into one game.

Football is this world's greatest game, and those who say otherwise can get a swift kick from my foot to your ass. Soccer is NOT the greatest sport in the world, and if you're an American saying that you should be shot for treason. Pussies. We took the name football and put it to a better sport, and whenever I hear people correcting "football" by saying "American football", it makes me homicidal. Let David Beckham go a few rounds with Daunte Culpepper and I can tell you who'll need an ambulance when it's all done.



Beckham loves to suck it all right

Don't get me wrong; I will acknowledge that soccer requires a good deal of athleticism and endurance and skill, but if you think that soccer is a better sport than football, you're a bitchslap waiting to happen.

Football is a real man's sport, a mix of brutality and poetry in motion, the pinnacle of athleticism. Football players can always play other sports, but other athletes can't always play football. It requires dedication and hard work that most people don't acknowledge; you may think Terrell Owens hates practice, but when you take a look at his abs and the 20 pack that he has, you know hard training has to be involved.

Yet as American as football is, a handful of people have told me that they're not watching the Super Bowl, that they have no interest in watching it whatsoever. Not for the hype, not for the fact it's in Detroit and helping the economy, not for the commercials. These people are the lowest type of scum that exist in humanity. Not only that, but they're betraying their country, turning away from the greatest annual event this great land has to offer. Patriotism? More like contradiction.

If you're not watching the Super Bowl tonight, you're about as welcome here as Osama Bin Laden.


Even Osama's sorry ass will be watching the Super Bowl

It doesn't matter that you don't like sports, it doesn't matter that you hate football, it doesn't matter that you're gay, and it doesn't even matter that you live in another country. I can guarantee you that people are going to watch the Super Bowl in Palestine and Iran and North Korea. People who hate the sport watch the Super Bowl, geeks watch the Super Bowl, gay people love the Super Bowl (great social event), and even criminals on Death Row get to watch it. If you're American and you're willingly not going to watch the Super Bowl, you're placing yourself on the very bottom rung of society, and you're lucky to even be in it.

You don't even have to have it on all the time; I for one am going to study (studying is the lamest excuse in the book) whilst watching and will therefore have the game on in the background. You don't even have to watch the game in it's entirety. But if you wholeheartedly feel like you're not going to watch the Super Bowl and you stand by it, I will say this: you are a piece of shit. A fucking piece of shit.


Is this how you want to live your life?

In any case, for all of you who ARE American (or non-American and watching the game) and DO care about the game, here's my prediction:

Pittsburgh by 10.

Pittsburgh will have some big trick "gadget" plays and their defense will be too much for Seattle to stand. All Pitt has to do is stack the line and wait for Hasselbeck to throw some bad balls. Troy Polumalu may be hurt, but him at 75% is still better than most of the DBs in the league. He'll rock the Seattle O up, and get into Hasselbeck's psyche.

So sit back, kick back some beers if you're not studying, and tune in to ABC at 6, because it's the American thing to do.


"America, fuck yeah!"