beer ape

anyone seen the rolling rock outdoor boards apologizing for the beer ape commercial? i decided to check it out.

i'm offended at how lame this fucking thing was. lame use of traditional media to push a supposedly viral piece of advertising. the only thing viral about this is the feeling like i need to crap after having been exposed to this.

even though i'm utterly repulsed by this sorry attempt at being hip and underground, i had to see what happened when you complained. so they send you this fucking email....

and of course, i had to follow up and see the fucker's blog. now, all i've done is added to the goddamn click-thru rate that some fucking marketing schmuck will surely deem as a success.

for as much as i love my job, i really hate advertising at times.

oh whoa is me

for those of you that remember my OCMD trip, or at least the parts where i wasn't liquored up enough to flash the ole' polynesian canoe to a nice family a few foursomes back, you may remember me complaining of a backache.

turns out i had reason to complain. sometime in july or august (i sure as shit can't remember when it first started to hurt), but i herniated a fucking disk in my lumbar. what the fuck is that? i'm fucking 32 years old. and i have a goddamn broken back? jesus christ i'm falling apart.

its gotten better since then, so its not as though i've been in agonizing pain. but it turned up in an mri and i was referred to a fucking nuerosurgeon. can you fucking believe that shit? the good news is that i don't need surgery...i just need to take better care of myself and watch out for efforts of heavy lifting. at least the prescribed remedy has somehow congealed nicely with my lifelong aversion to manual labor.

i feel old. hammy issues since my early 20's (maybe earlier i can't remember). fucking kidney stones since mid 20's. i have hair growing out of my fucking ears. at least my head hair is holding up....my family has a history of recession, so i'm sure its going to start going soon. at least for that, i can just cover up with a massive comeover from my back.

maybe things are looking up for me, after all!

fuck this guy

anyone who knows me knows that i've had a 15-20 year hatred of ripken. but you know what? this little snippet officially killed that...

(from espn.com)
Gwynn worried that he might get 100 percent.

"For the last month, I think, that's all I could think about, hoping that I didn't get near that number," he said. "We've never had one, and so I sure didn't want to be that guy who was closest."

what the fuck is that? gwynn was actually fucking concerned of being a unanimous electee into the HOF? what a dick.

i wish this fucker still played. talk about instand hatred. gwynn was absolutely off my radar for his entire career. the padres? come on. this prick was so goddam vanilla, its ridiculous. sure, he flirted with 400 a time or two, but shit....he didn't storm out of the dugout trying to kill an ump or fuck up the yanks a few years with upper deck bombs in the late 70s playoffs. this makes me much more proud to be a brett fan to see this gwynn shithead got less percentage than mr. pinetar did. goddamn it this is eating on me.

and the sad side effect to this is that it simply puts the headstone on my hatred for rip. i hated him while he played and played and played for the good of him and not the team. but after brady went, and cal himself went and i saw that fucking raffy run-pump train leave bmore, i kind of softened up on them. sure it was funny to see them try to spend money to still finish 4th in the division. but i started feeling sorry for them. and then i essentially leave baseball every april 26th when the royals are 20 games back. so i'm glad rip's in the hall now. maybe i won't have to hear about him again.

but i'm sure as hell going to revive that o's hatred if he takes over for angelos. that would be so delightful to see the ripken front office way fail.