12/13 JD

wish it was Nate.

Top Scorers of the Last Decade

It would certainly be interesting.

I just played Call of Duty 4 Modern Warfare 1

Gotta say, not impressive for a game that was wildly heralded as console game of the year. It’s not because I’m not a first person shooter type of guy cause I play those all the time.

Some talking points:
The graphics are amazing, but nearly all next-gen games have great graphics. It’s not something that makes a game anymore, but it is something that can ruin a game.

The storyline was a standard “oh no, a breakaway state has some nukes!” affair. It wasn’t compelling. The single player was just a generic shooter overall and it doesn’t even have co-op. Call of Duty has always been a slightly odd franchise. You’re not a near-invincible space marine like in Halo, but it’s also not all that tactical either. You’re under a lot of fire, but you can’t lock in behind cover or a wall. There’s no option for peeking or leaning around corners to see if someone is in the next room without exposing yourself.

The campaign is comically short, 6-8 hours tops even if you take your time. My first thought when the credits starting rolling was, “that’s it!?” It didn’t help that I had heard it had an amazing single player with an enthralling storyline. Maybe those people watch too much reality tv.

I liked the friendly AI. They were useful, unlike in many other games. The enemy AI is a different story. Sometimes they were smart, sometimes they were outrageously dumb. At times they would stay behind cover popping out only to shoot or throw a grenade. Other times they would stand in the open or even rush straight at my position like they had no fear of bullets.

Outside of online multi-player, I don’t see this game having any replay value.

FTW.

http://www.nba.com/dleague/playerfile/index.jsp?player=john_bryant

I’m not sure about him, but he’s currently the best in the d-league (16 points, 13 rebounds, 2 blocks per game). I would rather think KP pulls off something like this and brings in a guy who nobody has heard of from the DL or Europe or a bought-out player closer to the deadline while cutting Mills, than doing any mayor super monster mega trade.

Budenholzer, I could see KP having him retain Monty Williams and Joe Prunty. That’d leave a couple of spots open, however, as Dean Demopolous would likely go with Nate McMillan — with their next step hopefully being college, as that game is much better suited for them — and Maurice Lucas would exit the bench into a liaison type role with the organization. Anyway, as it conerns those spots, I could see Budenholzer bring local Pacific Northwesterner Chad Forcier with him, although that’d still leave a slot open for the lead assistant spot. One possibility for that role is the guy on the right in the following picture, who I don’t have much fondness for and I assume that’s also likely the case with y’all in Portland.

Nothing really stuck out to them about Bryant, and they were looking for depth at the C position at the time. The Kings signed Sean May instead, but he hasn’t worked out either.

Why wouldn’t the Blazers have looked at Rod Benson?

Look at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the hell is on Joey’s head

And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we’d ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneaking out

And this is where I went to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must have done it half a dozen times

I wonder if it’s too late
Should i go back and try to graduate
Life’s better now than it was back then
If I was them I wouldn’t let me in

Plus I don’t really care how much of Bedge see’s this anyway.

Would Travis Outlaw/Steve Blake for Andres Nocioni be a trade that Bedge could support? (It works under the salary cap btw. I checked.)

Girl of sixteen, whole life ahead of her
Slashed her wrists, bored with life
Didn’t succeed, thank the Lord
For small mercies

Fighting back the tears, mother reads the note again
Sixteen candles burn in her mind
She takes the blame, it’s always the same
She goes down on her knees and prays

I don’t want to start any blasphemous rumours
But I think that God’s got a sick sense of humor
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing
Girl of eighteen, fell in love with everything
Found new life in Jesus Christ
Hit by a car, ended up
On a life support machine

Summer’s day, as she passed away
Birds were singing in the summer sky
Then came the rain, and once again
A tear fell from her mother’s eye

I don’t want to start any blasphemous rumours
But I think that God’s got a sick sense of humor
And when I die I expect to find Him laughing

Worry the bottle Mamma, it’s grapefruit wine
Kick off your high heel sneakers, it’s party time
The girls don’t seem to care what’s on
As long as it plays till dawn
Nothin’ but blues and Elvis
And somebody else’s favorite song

Give her some funked up music, she treats you nice
Feed her some hungry reggae, she’ll love you twice
The girls don’t seem to care tonight
As long as the mood is right

FM – no static at all

Give her some funked up music she treats you nice
Feed her some hungry reggae she’ll love you twice
The girls don’t seem to care tonight
As long as the mood is right

FM – no static at all

A long, long time ago I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they’d be happy for a while. 1

But February made me shiver
With every paper I delivered,
Bad news on the door step,
I couldn’t take one more step, 2

I can’t remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride 3
But something touched me deep inside,
The day, the music, died. 4
So…

Refrain:
Bye, bye Miss American Pie 5
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry 6
Them good ol’ boys were drinkin’ whiskey ‘n’ rye 7
Singin this will be the day that I die.
This will be the day that I die. 8

Did you write the book of love 9
And do you have faith in God above,
If the bible tells you so. 10
And do you believe in rock ‘n’ roll?
Can music save your mortal soul? 11
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well I know that you’re in love with him
Cuz I saw you dancin’ in the gym. 12
You both kicked off your shoes 13
And I dig those rhythm and blues. 14

I was a lonely teenage bronkin’ buck
With a pink carnation and a pick up truck 15
But I knew I was out of luck,
The day, the music, died.
I started singin…

Refrain

Now for ten years we’ve been on our own 16
And moss grows fat on a rollin stone 17
But that’s not how it used to be,
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean 18
And a voice that came from you and me. 19

Oh and while the king was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown 20
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict was returned. 21

And while Lennon read a book on Marx, 22
The quartet practiced in the park 23
And we sang dirges in the dark, 24
The day, the music, died.
We were singin’…

Refrain

Helter Skelter in a summer swelter 25
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,
Eight miles high and fallin’ fast. 26
It landed foul on the grass. 27
The players tried for a forward pass 28
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast. 29

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume 30
While the sergeants played a marching tune. 31
We all got up to dance
Oh but we never got the chance. 32

As the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed, 33
the day, the music, died?
We started singin’…

Refrain

Oh and there we were all in one place, 34
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again. 35
So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick. 36
Jack Flash sat on a candle stick 37
Because fire is the devils only friend.38

Oh and as I watched him on the stage,
My hands were clinched in fists of rage,
No angel born in hell
Could break that Satan’s spell. 39

And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight,40
The day, the music, died.
He was singin’…

Refrain

I met a girl who sang the blues 41
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away. 42
I went down to the sacred store
Where I’d heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn’t play. 43

And in the streets the children screamed, 44
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed. 45
But not a word was spoken,
The church bells all were broken. 46

And the three men I admire most,
The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost, 47
They caught the last train for the coast, 48
The day, the music, died.
And they were singin’…

Refrain

They were singin’…

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ol’ boys were drinkin’ whiskey ‘n’ rye
Singin’ this will be the day that I die.

I am a lineman for the county and I drive the main road
Searchin’ in the sun for another overload
I hear you singin’ in the wire, I can hear you through the whine
And the Wichita Lineman is still on the line

I know I need a small vacation but it don’t look like rain
And if it snows that stretch down south won’t ever stand the strain
And I need you more than want you, and I want you for all time
And the Wichita Lineman is still on the line

And I need you more than want you, and I want you for all time
And the Wichita Lineman is still on the line

ooh-hoo, jackie blue
lives her life from inside of a room
hides that smile when she’s wearin’ a frown
ooh jackie, you’re not so down
 
you like your life in a free-form style
you’ll take an inch but you’d love
a mile
there never seems to be quite enough
floating around to fill your lovin’ cup
 
ooh-hoo, jackie blue
what’s a game, girl, if you never lose
ask a winner and you’ll prob’bly find
ooh jackie, they’ve lost at sometime
 
don’t try to tell me that you’re not aware
of what you’re doing and that you don’t care
you say it’s easy, just a nat’ral thing
like playing music but you never sing
 
ooh-hoo, jackie blue
making wishes that never come true
going places where you’ve never been
ooh jackie, you’re going again
(GUITAR SOLO)
 
ooh-hoo, jackie blue
likes a dream that can never come true
making love is like siftin’ through sand

ooh jackie, it slips through your hand
 
ev’ry day, in your indigo eyes
I watch the sun set but I don’t see it rise
moonlight and stars in your strawberry wine

you’d take the world but you won’t take the time
 
ooh-hoo, jackie blue
lives her life from inside of a room
makes you think that her life is a drag
ooh jackie, what fun you have had
 
ooh jackie, ooh jackie
ooh jackie, ooh jackie
hey, hey, hey, hey

has the Portland Trail Blazers targeting Gilbert Arenas — which is utterly ludicrous from all aspects — while the other has a trade wherein Andre Miller returns to the L.A. Clippers and Sebastian Telfair returns to the Portland Trail Blazers, which’ll never happen in a billion years. It seems people are throwing logic out the window, which I blame on a combination of overall NBA ignorance — as many Portland fans seemingly aren’t well-versed on the needs of other teams, although that’s the case in many cities — and the franchise’s dire straits pertaining to this season being a lost cause clouding their minds.

Who, however, am I to judge other people regarding inane trade proposals? True, it’s like the old adage about “the pot calling the kettle black” and whatnot.

I need one place to go where the knee jerk idiots aren’t posting their stupid trade post or crying that the sky is falling.

and I’ve seen “suck it” on this blog way more than I ever thought I would…

I like Snickers.

It was pretty dang good. I’m a huge fan of any kind of tandoori and saag. I want to lick saag of Nates cast.

The block off all the roads going east. There is a band across the road from us under that tent. They’ve been playing since 5:00 AM and my dog keeps giving them a nervous bark. I hate the marathon.

my DVR stopped recording with 1 minute left in the second OT. I should have just checked to see who won before I watched nearly the whole thing

Hey, Darkstar linked to an old post that DraftKevinDurant made an appearance in. I didn’t remember him posting here.

shawn kemp’s candy
This is the last website I ever expected to feature home-made digital pictures of cocaine. With that said, the sheer quantity of powder in that bag goes a long way to explaining Shawn Kemp’s inability to properly manipulate contraception.

by DraftKevinDurant on Oct 12, 2007 2:56 PM PDT reply actions 0 recs

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WEXWQN-sFS0

Threw his elbow like a killer.

There, venting completed. I’m trying not to add too heavily to the negativity right now.

So far, so good. He is regretting benching Jamaal Charles.

and very important. Sounds like Quick screwed up.

This guy voted Quizz 4 HEISMAN!!!!!11

There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
It is a special one, it’s never seen the sun
It only comes out when the moon is on the run
And all the stars are gleaming
It’s growing in the street right up through the concrete
But soft and sweet and dreamin’

There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
With eyes as black as coal that look down in my soul
And starts a fire there and then I lose control
I have to beg your pardon
I’m going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in my garden

I’m going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in my garden

(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem)
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la
(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem)
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la
(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem)

I don’t want to lose you, this good thing
that I got ‘cause if I do
I will surely,
surely lose a lot.
’Cause your love is better
than any love I know.
It’s like thunder and lightning,
the way you love me is frightening.
You better knock, knock on wood, baby.

I’m not superstitious about ya
but I can’t take no chance.
I got me spinnin’, baby,
you know I’m in a trance.
‘Cause your love is better
than any love I know.
It’s like thunder and lightning,
the way you love me is frightening.
You better knock, knock on wood, baby.

It’s no secret about it,
that woman is my loving cup
‘cause she sees to it
that I get enough.
Just one touch from here,
you know it means so much.
It’s like thunder and lightning,
the way you love me is frightening.
You better knock, knock on wood, baby.

You better knock, knock, knock on wood …

let it be known that I posted in the JD today

that is all

NBA source: Nuggets think Joel Przybilla is the big piece that could put them over the Lakers.

which royal is your least favorite

Memphis and OKC are both way more fun to watch than the Blazers right now.