Amateur Haircut

Well it started off in the way many of my misadventures do. A little tinkering leading to ultimate disaster. Usually its the computer, tinkering with files and programs with complete lack of knowledge and patience. A shut down, a re-boot. Me at the computer store buying a new program. Finally reformatting my computer. Or disassembling an appliance or part of my car only to realize I've gone to far and it's broken. Professional help needed. I know I'm prone to this. It's probably just me. Anyway, I know this, and I try not to tinker beyond my skillset. Anyway, last week I was in need of a haircut. I had not made an appointment, and figured a little trim of my sideburns and around the ears could get me by for a while. A little over a year ago I bought a professional electric razor. With impending baldness, this was not an unreasonable purchase. I don't think my father's been to the barber in over 30 years. His trusty clippers keep the back and sides in check. I should have realized I was playing with fire thinking back on the punk haircuts my brothers had given each other in high school. In any event, these tools of the trade should only be used by the professionals. A little here, a little there. I realize now it was the ear taper comb that did me in. I'm not sure if it was high or if it was tight, but it was definitely wrong. At this point I knew enough to immediately stop and seek professional help. Professional help at 4 pm on Sunday = Great Clips. The hair technician immediately identified a problem. "Who cut your hair?" "Some idiot ...uh, I mean me. Please help." Luckily, she was a professional and was able to salvage my botched attempt. I used to get my hair cut pretty short in the summers. Well summer has arrived early my friends. For the record, Erica made me agree to retire the clippers and stick to fancy salons henceforth.

Another Transfer....

I was never a fan, but the students seemed to like him: story here

More Cowbell

A follow-up to an earlier post. A shout-out to the first person who sends me one.

Big Baseball Day: Two Pitching Duels

This afternoon I saw the Nationals lose to the Braves in the rain in DC. This of course was a work related trip. I can officially report that RFK is a the worst stadium I've ever been to. But the good news is baseball is back in DC. Good Game. This evening I saw the Red Sox beat the O's.

O's Fever

"Brooms are prohibited inside Camden Yards unless used to move trash, but visual aids weren't necessary." First place, baby. Too bad we don't play the Yankees all year. 5-1.

New Ally Photos: Month 3-4

New photos also added to Month 2-3 before it was closed out.

Harvard of the Midwest in the News

Well, the undergrads are drunk and Highly Ranked.

Danger Lurks

So I was running late to get home and decided to break from new healthy routine of taking the stairs in the parking garage. The elevator let me out on 7. My car I soon realized was on 6. I entered the stairwell and encountered a young man sitting on the stairs, who immediately yelled out, "someone's in here". Loud like you would if someone tried to entered your stall while you were doing some business. It took me a second to realize that someone was me. I quickly went past him to level 6. Who was he calling out to? Probably someone who would murder me if I took the stairs up. Shit, I watch The Wire and read Murder Ink, I know. I did, however, alert the parking lot attendent that there was suspicious characters in the stairwell. Let them take two to the dome, I gots to be careful, I got a baby and such.

"Fans Stealing 'Vote Rick James' Signs"

This is Funny

Blog Material

Quality blog material. Why don't more of you forward me stuff like this: 5570085385

baltimoresun.com - New cards, DVD put message from police in hands of suspects

baltimoresun.com - New cards, DVD put message from police in hands of suspects: "Police officials soon expect to begin distributing 1,000 DVDs with their answer to Stop Snitching, a locally produced DVD that gained nationwide attention. The video featured professional basketball star Carmelo Anthony and, for many, was a disturbing reminder of the city's chronic trouble with witness intimidation. Throughout the 90-minute video, men with guns and drugs threaten the lives of people who 'snitch' to police. Anthony has said he was unaware of video's message.

The police response - titled Keep Talking - is 90 seconds. It features scenes from Stop Snitching, video of people in handcuffs, and background music from the hip-hop song 'Shook Ones,' which is slang for a rattled criminal.

It opens with police Agent Donny Moses saying, 'The men and women of the Baltimore Police Department would like to thank the producers of the Stop Snitching video. In case you didn't know, you've made Baltimore a safer city.'

The images of two people in Stop Snitching flash onto the screen, followed by bold letters stating the criminal charges they face.

Gilmore, the military propaganda professor, said the most effective propaganda is specific and factually supported. Police say the video shows that they are backing up their word to crack down on targeted people responsible for violence.

Experts say it's crucial for the police to support their psychological campaign with physical presence.

'If MacArthur had never showed up again,' Gilmore said, 'nobody would have ever listened to the Americans.'

To view a portion of the Keep Talking video, please go to www.baltimoresun.com/policevideo.
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The Dirtiest Politician Going

Hey Bush fans DeLay isn't doing him any favors.

O's

Made it over to Camden Yards on Monday for a couple of innings during the 4-0 victory over the A's. Heading back on Wednesday with el familia.

Uhhh, What's Happening

"Kansas confirmed Monday that freshman Alex Galindo will transfer from the basketball program at the end of this semester. Galindo is the third player to transfer out of the KU program in the two seasons Self has been coach. Forward David Padgett (Louisville) and guard Omar Wilkes (Stanford) left the Jayhawks after the 2003-04 season." Honeymoon's over, time to produce.

188.4

Yeah, that's my weight. I think I was 180 before brunch at Mr. B's in New Orleans. I declare 175 by the end of June. Place your bets.

Now Here's Something I Don't Even Care About

Breaking News from American Idol.