03 December 2009

weekend in preview

Ah yes, another return fail. Sorry about that!

and, the weekend!


Sport. Oh, okay, okay, yes, THIS is the "must win" game for the Giants. They are going to treat it like a playoff game, leave it all out on the field, fix the problems, etc. Sorry dudes, I am not aware of any playoff system that allows you to lose a game, narrowly win another, then lose next and still be in the competition. Thats just not how it works. Look for the Giants to continue their slide to mediocrity this Sunday against the Cowboys at the Meadowlands. Really this terrible nightmare of a season needs to mercifully end. This team is going nowhere. Why am I so downcast on my dudes? Well, for one, they have a literal moron running their defense. Bill Sheridan is the worst, injuries to the secondary or not. The secondary is not the issue. The problem is that somehow he has managed to turn Tuck, Umenyiora, Kiwanuka, et al. into a bunch of average to below average joes. Also, Brandon Jacobs is literal doo doo. He refuses to run like he used to, and subsequently refuse to believe in him like I used to. He will either hit the hole with authority, or he can hit the fucking bus to the glue factory. Bye.

Also, the USMNT gets to find out their group fate tomorrow at noon. I plan on following the action on ESPN360 intently. Come on Group of Life!


Cinema. Alright, I might be three weeks early on this, but at least I am in the same month as the release. I am ready for Nine to rock my world. Today, I found myself singing "Be Italian" in the shower. I fully expect this to continue until I am sitting Diet Coke and Twizzlers in hand, watching DDL to his thing in the highly anticipated musical. Gah. Cannot wait. What this has to do with this weekend, I really can't say. Maybe I will watch the "Cinema Italiano" video on loop during my free time. Or perhaps this nice trailer?

Drink. Ah, well, I had thoughts of concocting my favorite Puerto Rican coconut-based nog drink, coquito, but realistically I am not sure if I could do my father's version justice. Its pretty much the most delicious holiday drink imaginable, and I have been a devoted fan since I was but a wee lad. I plan to devote my holiday in Florida to learning the art of making the family recipe, drinking dozens of eggs and a handle of rum in the process. As for this weekend, I again strive to try some seasonal brews, as they are a thing right now.

Whimsy. I am really thinking about delving more into my interest in uniform design. Perchance on Sunday I will finally get around to reworking my alma mater's football getup for my first piece of work. Or maybe I will just wallow after the Giants sure loss. Guh.


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