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March 28, 2005

NFL Wealth

I wonder how much the NFL really makes? I can only presume that their operating costs are low as I imagine the actual teams have the brunt of the cost of games. So, what else does the NFL corporation actually pay for then? Or are they just the middleman on a monopolistic market, whose pocket is fat with royalties, fees, and fines. I am quite curious . . .
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Where's Fluffy?

This just isn't right!
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March 23, 2005

Vegas, Baby, Vegas!

In less than 12 hours I will be on a plane to Sin City for 5 days, 4 nights of golf, gambling, and partying with my some of closest friends. This annual trip has been an event that many of us look forward to. Since graduating from school, many of us have moved to different cities or have not kept in touch with friends as well as we could have. This trip brings many of us together, if nothing else, to talk about the old times and attempt to act as if we were 21 again. Last year was awesome, and my expectations are that this trip will be just as fun.

Viva Las Vegas!!

March 14, 2005

Welcome to Pralltown

. . . we even thought of taking a 'collectible' with us, but it was just a bit out of our reach. Never knew there was actual history behind
Prall Street

March 10, 2005

What People Talk About in Public Places

So, I'm sitting here at an Au Bon Pain because they have Internet access and not blocked by corporate firewalls (I know, I'm a dork), and I was hungry too. Anyway, sitting at the table in front of me is this young woman who has been eating and talking on her mobile phone at the same time. First of all, that is one of my biggest pet peeves because if I was the other person on the line, I don't want to hear you chew your damn food. If you want to talk, then call me after you're done, but I'm not interested in hearing your salad crunching in my ear. Moving on, this person has been talking to for the last 30 minutes (and man do I feel sorry for that person!) about her relationship and how she wants to move to California to be with her boyfriend, but she's hesitant because he doesn't want to talk about marriage. She's been going on and on about personal realtionship problems, why he sucks, why she's great, blah blah blah. And perhaps this is the normal process for women to discuss their relationship problems, but in a public place where everyone can hear you? I don't care to hear, though I guess by writing about it, I'm just a snoop now . . . or just enjoying people watching.


Unbelievable! She tops off the ranting by now calling her boyfriend and being all sweet. This is amazing!

. . . oh wait, she's not done. Looks like she's scrolling through her phone to call someone else. And she's still talking and eating!

March 09, 2005

I'm Hooked on a Reality Show!

I saw the first episode of The Contender and I'm hooked. I thought it was just going to be another of those run of the mill series, filled with ridiculously hot men and women doing asinine tasks, but I was pleasantly surprised by both the story behind each boxer and the action packed boxing at the end. The 1st Episode was awesome and I can't wait to see the next one. From the little that I have seen thus far, I highly recommend it.

And, seriously, how can a show go wrong with Rocky and Sugar Ray?

Apartment Searches Sub-optimal

My roomate and I have been recently apartment/house hunting and I have come to quickly realize that the process is much more tedious than anticipated. There is no search engine for apartments/houses for rent that will list all available properties with your specific criteria. You are forced to surf the Internet and find different sites that have postings. The best sites allow you to select your housing criteria, ammenities, and community features, narrowing your search easily. Others, however, have very limited capabilities, giving the user a poor experience and consequently, no desire to re-visit the site.

. . . and the search continues for the ideal place.