Ramblings

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This is a pretty big deal. It turns out that they've already named a hospital in Augusta after the group.

- I really want you to watch this video...the whole thing.



Uzzy is a flashy guy and that's a known fact, but what Uzzy forgot is: he still had to box once he got in the ring. Keep a dance your crazy Turkish man (my impression of a Turkish man speaking broken English).

- Here's a retarded article.

- The Grammys came and went on Sunday. My feathers were ruffled right off the bat when the show opened with a tribute to Aretha Franklin, and my thoughts went to: Damn, Aretha just died and they thought the best thing to do was let a country singer from the 90's in Martina McBride, a girl who can't even get the National Anthem right in Christina Aguilera, some red head named Florence, and two black chicks sing her songs? Damn. Turns out Aretha just had a cold or something, and she couldn't make it to the show. Shane's boy John Mayer teamed up with Norah Jones and Keith Urban for a pretty cool version of Dolly Parton's Jolene. Then they had sex, but it would have been a threesome if Keith Urban could've left the blow alone. Put Mumford and Sons and the Avett Bros on the same stage and you are in for something nice; sandwich Bob Dylan in between them and watch me kill myself. Dylan is terrible. End of story.

- I know every body hates Mike Bobo. Maybe it's fair and maybe it's not, but the guy had himself a pretty good offseason (so far). Of the 12 kids he recruited for the 2011 class, 10 of them signed including: Malcolm Mitchell, Jay Rome, Ray Drew, Christian Lemay.... The two Georgia and Bobo missed out on landed at GA Southern and Tech. Bobo may be feeling that sense of urgency. Oh by the way, Gus Malzahn, the greatest offensive mind in the galaxy, landed one of sixteen.

- I watch a television show that airs on Bravo. Yes, Bravo. So what? It doesn't make me any gayer than I already am. Wait, what I'm trying to say is that I'm not gay. Anyway, Top Chef Allstars comes on tonight, and they're winding down towards the final 5 or so contestants. The chefs all came close to winning their respective seasons, and now the Allstar battle is reaching a boiling point. Get it? Boiling point? Cooking? Cooking show?  There's a douche-bag named Angelo, and he has got to go. He's like the Rafael Nadal of cooking, with all of his capris and pastel colored outfits, and he talks with his hands too much. I don't like that.

- Speaking of food, I've heard that Clary's on Habersham have been stealing the food they serve from the local food bank. You should probably tell everyone you know to stay away from that place. They also harbor terrorists and have a roach problem, both of which are totally unrelated. 

- Facebook is awesome. Other blogs follow Conley. I follow Fonzarelli and Kearney. The two couldn't be more different. If you're looking angry freestyle or deep thoughts go for the Fonz. If you're looking for gym routines, love poems, diss poems, or lots of these kinda of emoticons : / :( then Kearney is your guy. You can't go wrong with either one, or do like me and follow them both. By the way, go get that PA Pat mixtape.