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Tuesday, May 31, 2005
The Irish Hurricane Dress Code
By Order #1, the Supreme Council of the Irish Hurricanes hereby decree (Provisioned under Article 2, Section 4 of the Doctrine of Kevin Barry's) the adoption of an official sports coat. If one is a member, you are not obligated to purchase such an immaculate piece of clothing until funds are available. If you are not a member and are seen parading around in this most holy of coats, you will have the "Dictatorship of Relativism" beaten out of you.
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Beach Bum Parade Deemed a Success
Ebert and Roper give Irish Huricanes, "Two thumbs up! Way up!"
Irish Hurricanes is "...one wild ride" raves USA Today.
James Lipton proclaims, "Beach Bums and Irish Hurricanes are a can't miss!"
Irish Hurricanes is "...one wild ride" raves USA Today.
James Lipton proclaims, "Beach Bums and Irish Hurricanes are a can't miss!"
Thursday, May 26, 2005
Wheelchair Blues
Today I was making the dreaded trek home after class. This involves walking the uphill portion of Baxter Street which seems to last forever. About midway there is a Chevron station on my side of the road. I see a black man in a wheelchair talking to people as they walk in and out. Immediately I assume that he is asking them for money, so I look away and keep walking hoping that I would be too far away for him. I was not.
"Hey! Hey, man!"
"Yeah?"
"Hey, man, could you roll me up the hill?"
"Sure, I'll roll you up the hill. Where you goin'?"
"I'll tell you when we get there."
Hmm. The man is probably between 55 and 65 years of age; black people age really well, so it's a tough call (Did you know that Samuel L. Jackson is 56?). Anyway, he has a plastic bag with him, and it looks to contain some sort of alcohol.
"Do you want me to carry the bag?"
"No, I want you to push."
Terse. So he loads up and off we go. As we head out of the gas station a black woman talks with him for a few seconds. She has a smile on her face, but it sounds like there's hostility between them. She says something like, "Aight, I see you around!" He replies with a bitter tone, "Nah, I ain't fuckin' wit you." My guess is that he asked for a ride and she said no.
So we reach the sidewalk and I realize how hard this is gonna be for me. Even though the man is missing one leg, he must weigh between 160 and 170 lbs (maybe more, I'm awful at guessing weight). Plus I'm wearing flip-flops. So there I am, scrawny white boy pushing old, one-legged black man up this hill, which suddenly seems like a vertical climb.
I try to make polite conversation. "So what's going on today?" "At least it's not too hot." That sort of thing. He replies to it all, but I don't understand him very well; a combination of me exerting myself, being behind him, and thick ebonics. I must say, there was not really a friendly tone on his side of the conversation. Oh well.
He asks me if I have any money so he can get a taxi. I tell him I don't bring my wallet to class. (Lie). At this point there is a crack in the sidewalk, but there's no avoiding it, so I keep a-pushin'. We hit it and he says, "Whoa, don't break my shit!" but not in an amused way. I tell him I didn't see it.
We take a right into the dry cleaner's parking lot, and this is some serious incline. I'm walking on the fronts of my feet and positioning my hands to where the handles of the wheelchair are in the center of my sweaty palms. This is because if I placed my hands regularly on the handles, I'd be feeling up his armpits. I figured we should get to know each other better before we got to third base. Fortunately, lack of shame allows me to ask for his assistance in getting his tri-limbed body up this parking lot.
Somewhere in my workout I hear him ask something about me having a car. I don't respond, because I wasn't sure exactly what he asked and I had already asked him to repeat himself several times. We get past the tough part of the parking lot and he says that we can stop there. That's when I notice a lone car and a shady-looking character sitting in the driver's seat. I tell the man, "Take it easy," and go back on my way. I hear the man talking so my guess is that he asked that character for a ride.
Though this crotchety, old black man did not say, "Thank you" at any point, I feel I made peace with God today.
"Hey! Hey, man!"
"Yeah?"
"Hey, man, could you roll me up the hill?"
"Sure, I'll roll you up the hill. Where you goin'?"
"I'll tell you when we get there."
Hmm. The man is probably between 55 and 65 years of age; black people age really well, so it's a tough call (Did you know that Samuel L. Jackson is 56?). Anyway, he has a plastic bag with him, and it looks to contain some sort of alcohol.
"Do you want me to carry the bag?"
"No, I want you to push."
Terse. So he loads up and off we go. As we head out of the gas station a black woman talks with him for a few seconds. She has a smile on her face, but it sounds like there's hostility between them. She says something like, "Aight, I see you around!" He replies with a bitter tone, "Nah, I ain't fuckin' wit you." My guess is that he asked for a ride and she said no.
So we reach the sidewalk and I realize how hard this is gonna be for me. Even though the man is missing one leg, he must weigh between 160 and 170 lbs (maybe more, I'm awful at guessing weight). Plus I'm wearing flip-flops. So there I am, scrawny white boy pushing old, one-legged black man up this hill, which suddenly seems like a vertical climb.
I try to make polite conversation. "So what's going on today?" "At least it's not too hot." That sort of thing. He replies to it all, but I don't understand him very well; a combination of me exerting myself, being behind him, and thick ebonics. I must say, there was not really a friendly tone on his side of the conversation. Oh well.
He asks me if I have any money so he can get a taxi. I tell him I don't bring my wallet to class. (Lie). At this point there is a crack in the sidewalk, but there's no avoiding it, so I keep a-pushin'. We hit it and he says, "Whoa, don't break my shit!" but not in an amused way. I tell him I didn't see it.
We take a right into the dry cleaner's parking lot, and this is some serious incline. I'm walking on the fronts of my feet and positioning my hands to where the handles of the wheelchair are in the center of my sweaty palms. This is because if I placed my hands regularly on the handles, I'd be feeling up his armpits. I figured we should get to know each other better before we got to third base. Fortunately, lack of shame allows me to ask for his assistance in getting his tri-limbed body up this parking lot.
Somewhere in my workout I hear him ask something about me having a car. I don't respond, because I wasn't sure exactly what he asked and I had already asked him to repeat himself several times. We get past the tough part of the parking lot and he says that we can stop there. That's when I notice a lone car and a shady-looking character sitting in the driver's seat. I tell the man, "Take it easy," and go back on my way. I hear the man talking so my guess is that he asked that character for a ride.
Though this crotchety, old black man did not say, "Thank you" at any point, I feel I made peace with God today.
Echoes in the Blogosphere
Didn't I already say this stuff over a month and a half ago? It appears that even former Reagan economic advisor Larry Kudlow is reading our blog now. We will continue to stay ahead of the curve.
Monday, May 23, 2005
Bits O' Blarney From The Weekend
I'll start with a cross-section of the conversation I had with Trey Aimar at Mercury Lounge (downstairs, of course).
Trey: I've been dating this girl for a little while.
Will: Oh yeah?
Trey: Yeah, man. She's from Dallas, Texas.
Will: Don't mess with Texas.
Trey: No shit, Bubba. She got a big ol' pair of fake titties. Can't stand 'em.
Will: What, are they a little too firm?
Trey: Shit, Bubba, they're about as hard as your shoulder.
I saw a pregnant lady at mass yesterday and couldn't help but think of Nardis Walker's poignant comment in Mr. Graham's class:
Mistuh Graham, I thought that if a woman had sex while she pregnant, the baby will turn out gay.
Trey: I've been dating this girl for a little while.
Will: Oh yeah?
Trey: Yeah, man. She's from Dallas, Texas.
Will: Don't mess with Texas.
Trey: No shit, Bubba. She got a big ol' pair of fake titties. Can't stand 'em.
Will: What, are they a little too firm?
Trey: Shit, Bubba, they're about as hard as your shoulder.
I saw a pregnant lady at mass yesterday and couldn't help but think of Nardis Walker's poignant comment in Mr. Graham's class:
Mistuh Graham, I thought that if a woman had sex while she pregnant, the baby will turn out gay.
Sunday, May 22, 2005
Wevenge of the Thith
Don't read this if you haven't seen Episode III.
Favorite Things:
- The scene where Anakin is alone in the council room looking in Padme's direction and Padme is looking in his direction. Really well done and the music was fitting. I would argue that here he's already made the decision to turn to the dark side, which would mean he DOESN'T rush into it after Mace dies, contrary to what other people are saying.
- All the dialogue between Anakin and Obi Wan, especially on Mustafar. Overall favorite scene is the one where Obi Wan talks to Anakin after cutting his limbs off, and watches him writhe in agony...and just walks away. That's a cold brotha. *Notice that he takes Anakin's lightsaber, which he gives to Luke in A New Hope.
- Ian McDiarmid. When he was just Palpatine, his acting was perfect. Some people think he was too silly and over-the-top as the Emperor, but I was so glad to see him again that I didn't even consider that.
- The way Anakin screams when he gets cut up and burnt.
- The scene showing Vader, Palpatine, a young Tarkin and the old school uniforms and technology.
- Seeing Aldaraan for the first time and knowing that everyone there will die.
- Senator Organa using the same ship that Leia is on in the beginning of Episode IV.
Dislikes:
- Not enough Wookies.
- The now-infamous "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
- The way Obi Wan says "democracy" before they fight.
- Obi Wan: "Anakin, the emperor is evil!"
Anakin: "And in my point of view the Jedi are evil." - Worst non-romantic line in the movie.
- Didn't show Anakin killing children. :(
My ranking of the movies at this time, least to best:
6. The Phantom Menace
5. Attack of the Clones
4. Star Wars
3. Empire Strikes Back
2. Return of the Jedi
1. Revenge of the Sith
Favorite Things:
- The scene where Anakin is alone in the council room looking in Padme's direction and Padme is looking in his direction. Really well done and the music was fitting. I would argue that here he's already made the decision to turn to the dark side, which would mean he DOESN'T rush into it after Mace dies, contrary to what other people are saying.
- All the dialogue between Anakin and Obi Wan, especially on Mustafar. Overall favorite scene is the one where Obi Wan talks to Anakin after cutting his limbs off, and watches him writhe in agony...and just walks away. That's a cold brotha. *Notice that he takes Anakin's lightsaber, which he gives to Luke in A New Hope.
- Ian McDiarmid. When he was just Palpatine, his acting was perfect. Some people think he was too silly and over-the-top as the Emperor, but I was so glad to see him again that I didn't even consider that.
- The way Anakin screams when he gets cut up and burnt.
- The scene showing Vader, Palpatine, a young Tarkin and the old school uniforms and technology.
- Seeing Aldaraan for the first time and knowing that everyone there will die.
- Senator Organa using the same ship that Leia is on in the beginning of Episode IV.
Dislikes:
- Not enough Wookies.
- The now-infamous "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
- The way Obi Wan says "democracy" before they fight.
- Obi Wan: "Anakin, the emperor is evil!"
Anakin: "And in my point of view the Jedi are evil." - Worst non-romantic line in the movie.
- Didn't show Anakin killing children. :(
My ranking of the movies at this time, least to best:
6. The Phantom Menace
5. Attack of the Clones
4. Star Wars
3. Empire Strikes Back
2. Return of the Jedi
1. Revenge of the Sith
Thursday, May 19, 2005
St. James' Finest
Apartment Complex Riddled With Bullets
Savannah Morning News, 5/19/05
Phil was a nice guy but I'm sure this doesn't come as a surprise to anyone.
The Bad News: BC was swept by Columbus in the second round of the state baseball playoffs yesterday.
The Good News: BC will hold an after hours alumni social at the Sand Gnat's game tonight. Even better, it is a Thirsty Thursday double-header.
Savannah Morning News, 5/19/05
Phil was a nice guy but I'm sure this doesn't come as a surprise to anyone.
The Bad News: BC was swept by Columbus in the second round of the state baseball playoffs yesterday.
The Good News: BC will hold an after hours alumni social at the Sand Gnat's game tonight. Even better, it is a Thirsty Thursday double-header.
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
Columbus-bound Cadets
Tomorrow, the Benedictine Cadets will face Columbus High School in the second round of the state baseball playoffs. I managed to find the playoff brackets online, but they were buried deep underneath all of the worthless high school soccer headlines.
Metro Atlantans, if you didn't already know, LOVE non-traditional, Euro-influenced, non-offensive, and no-talent requiring 'sports' like soccer.
Look at the this guy for example:
"Yea dude!! Parkview won state!! 'Money'!! Bring out the big hooded sweatshirts, the hair gel, and cargo shorts 'bee-otch'!! Let's go back to Derrick's place after this and catch the season finale of the Real World!!"
Hopefully someday Atlantans will learn to suck it up and engage in a real, roughneck sport like Mock Trial.
Anyway, if any of ya'll hear the scores tomorrow before me, please post. Thanks.
Metro Atlantans, if you didn't already know, LOVE non-traditional, Euro-influenced, non-offensive, and no-talent requiring 'sports' like soccer.
Look at the this guy for example:
"Yea dude!! Parkview won state!! 'Money'!! Bring out the big hooded sweatshirts, the hair gel, and cargo shorts 'bee-otch'!! Let's go back to Derrick's place after this and catch the season finale of the Real World!!"
Hopefully someday Atlantans will learn to suck it up and engage in a real, roughneck sport like Mock Trial.
Anyway, if any of ya'll hear the scores tomorrow before me, please post. Thanks.
Monday, May 16, 2005
First Day On the Job
First of all, I didn't know I would actually be working today. I thought all I was going to do was fill out an application. Well, it's now 1:30 and I have nothing to do. I attended a meeting earlier and then took lunch. I have no clue what is going on.
Wednesday, May 04, 2005
Tuesday, May 03, 2005
BC - The Standards Sink Lower
From the Savannah Morning News:
- Megan Matteucci
A botched drug deal and robbery sent a Benedictine Military School student and a McDonald's manager to the hospital.
Cole McEachern, a 17-year-old Benedictine sophomore, faces charges of armed robbery and aggravated assault, police said.
When police arrived at the Wilmington Island McDonald's, at 475 Johnny Mercer Blvd., at 11:50 p.m. Saturday, they found McEachern crawling out of the drive-through window and saying, "I am shot ... they made (him) rob that place," according to a Savannah-Chatham Metropolitan Police report.
Store manager Kerry Bennett, told police he was closing the store with another employee when McEachern approached with a handgun, wearing a blue and white bandana over his face.
After ordering the employees back into the store, he forced the manager open the safe and hand over the register drawers and bank deposit bag, the report says.
Sometime during robbery, the manager attempted to grab the gun.
The two started wrestling, while the cashier ran outside, according to the report.
During the fight, the manager was shot in the left forearm. He then snatched the gun away and fired at McEachern, the report says.
A bullet hit McEachern in the groin, according to police.
That's when police arrived to find the two injured men exiting the restaurant.
Police recovered a 9 mm semi-automatic pistol, two 9 mm rounds and one 9 mm shell casing.
They also seized a backpack full of $2,564 cash and back receipts, according to the report.
Bennett, 35, and McEachern were both taken to Memorial Health University Medical Center.
Once at the hospital, McEachern started to explain what happened. He told police he was at the Benedictine prom on Tybee, when an unknown man asked him to deliver some marijuana, the report says.
McEachern made the delivery and returned to the prom without any money, he told police.
The man was angry that he didn't have his cash and threatened to kill McEachern if he didn't pay up. Then the man recommended robbing the McDonald's, the student told police.
McEachern agreed, so he went home and grabbed his father's gun. He then drove to the restaurant with the man and committed the robbery, he told police.
McEachern remains at Memorial in fair condition, according to hospital spokesman Michael Notrica. He will taken to Chatham County jail after he recovers, police said.
The manager, Bennett, has since been discharged from the hospital, Notrica said.
Benedictine principal Kelly Burke declined to comment on the student, citing confidentiality regulations.
However, she said the school's junior/senior prom was on Saturday night, but it was at the Marriott in downtown Savannah.
The prom was supervised by faculty and parents, who prohibited students from coming and going.
The students were not permitted to leave the event until it was over at 11:30 p.m., Burke said.
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If it makes you feel any better, this was on SavannahNow's message board:
"... I didn't read the paper's account but didn't this kid get his penis shot off? I know I heard that somewhere maybe on TV. I know he got shot in the groin and the bullet pierced his scrotum so he is suffering pretty good right now and it will not get much easier."
- Megan Matteucci
A botched drug deal and robbery sent a Benedictine Military School student and a McDonald's manager to the hospital.
Cole McEachern, a 17-year-old Benedictine sophomore, faces charges of armed robbery and aggravated assault, police said.
When police arrived at the Wilmington Island McDonald's, at 475 Johnny Mercer Blvd., at 11:50 p.m. Saturday, they found McEachern crawling out of the drive-through window and saying, "I am shot ... they made (him) rob that place," according to a Savannah-Chatham Metropolitan Police report.
Store manager Kerry Bennett, told police he was closing the store with another employee when McEachern approached with a handgun, wearing a blue and white bandana over his face.
After ordering the employees back into the store, he forced the manager open the safe and hand over the register drawers and bank deposit bag, the report says.
Sometime during robbery, the manager attempted to grab the gun.
The two started wrestling, while the cashier ran outside, according to the report.
During the fight, the manager was shot in the left forearm. He then snatched the gun away and fired at McEachern, the report says.
A bullet hit McEachern in the groin, according to police.
That's when police arrived to find the two injured men exiting the restaurant.
Police recovered a 9 mm semi-automatic pistol, two 9 mm rounds and one 9 mm shell casing.
They also seized a backpack full of $2,564 cash and back receipts, according to the report.
Bennett, 35, and McEachern were both taken to Memorial Health University Medical Center.
Once at the hospital, McEachern started to explain what happened. He told police he was at the Benedictine prom on Tybee, when an unknown man asked him to deliver some marijuana, the report says.
McEachern made the delivery and returned to the prom without any money, he told police.
The man was angry that he didn't have his cash and threatened to kill McEachern if he didn't pay up. Then the man recommended robbing the McDonald's, the student told police.
McEachern agreed, so he went home and grabbed his father's gun. He then drove to the restaurant with the man and committed the robbery, he told police.
McEachern remains at Memorial in fair condition, according to hospital spokesman Michael Notrica. He will taken to Chatham County jail after he recovers, police said.
The manager, Bennett, has since been discharged from the hospital, Notrica said.
Benedictine principal Kelly Burke declined to comment on the student, citing confidentiality regulations.
However, she said the school's junior/senior prom was on Saturday night, but it was at the Marriott in downtown Savannah.
The prom was supervised by faculty and parents, who prohibited students from coming and going.
The students were not permitted to leave the event until it was over at 11:30 p.m., Burke said.
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If it makes you feel any better, this was on SavannahNow's message board:
"... I didn't read the paper's account but didn't this kid get his penis shot off? I know I heard that somewhere maybe on TV. I know he got shot in the groin and the bullet pierced his scrotum so he is suffering pretty good right now and it will not get much easier."
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