Monday, February 23, 2009
at 9:10 AM Posted by BCHysteria
Good morning folks, welcome back after what was hopefully a refreshing weekend. Wasn't for me, seems like I get more exhausted after a weekend, but I think that has more to do with my substance issues more than anything. Yesterday was a busy day for Boston sports, with the KG-less Celtics beating the snot out of Amare Stoudamire-less Suns. It seems like every team in the NBA is missing some vital cog right now, the Magic are without Jameer Nelson, the Spurs are without Manu, the Rockets TMac, and the list goes on and on. The Bruins, well the Bruins had a VERY shitty weekend dropping two straight to the Panthers, and the lowly Lightning. Yesterday's loss was especially demoralizing because, 1) the B's fought back to tie it, 2) Tampa sucks 3) they lost it with a little over a minute left in the game. With this latest swan dive, it will be interesting to see what moves the B's make around the trade deadline. Hockey fans, what do you see coming?
I'm sure most of you know that last night was the Oscars, or "Slumdog Millionaire Bukkakefest '09" as it was temporarily changed to last night. I am definitely not one to watch Award Shows, I find them to be long drawn out "pat on the back Hollywood is awesome night" and last night was no exception. Instead of watching 8000 shots of Angelina Jolie, or that Australian douchebag Hugh Jackman host the show, I watched a marathon of my favorite History Channel TV show "Gangland". If you ever want to scare the complacency out of you, watch this show, and realize that if you weren't where you are now, you could be living in a community overridden with the Mexican Mafia, Latin Kings, or the Gotti Boyz. It was far more interesting than listening to Sean Penn drone on and on and on about his latest political agenda, saving the AIDS infested parrots of Ethiopia.
But then again there was Marissa Tomei. My sweet jesus christ, this woman is a 10. Perfect, and she is 44 which is alot older than me, but my god the things I would do to her. She was pretty hot in My Cousin Vinny, but that was like trashy Bronx hot, now she is gorgeous. Please even if you hate wrestling, and can't stand Mickey Rourke, go and see The Wrestler for her. She struts around naked almost the entire movie, and beside the fact that she is tatted up and looks like she works in the Combat Zone in Boston, she will give you ummm plenty of material for about a month of self regulated practice. And oh yeah The Academy, lick my ass for not nominating The Wrestler for Best Picture. Benjamin Button? Blow me.