15 April 2009

Playoff picks

Tim picked his 8. Here are mine:
Montreal will beat Boston. They've done it before as the underdog. It can happen again

Washington is too good for the rangers
I hate Carolina, thats reason enough to pick the devils.
And in the second most exciting first round matchup Pittsburgh will knock out Philly.
As for the west..
San jose Anaheim will be a long series but the sharks will win that one.
Detroit will squeak by Columbus no thanks to osgood.
Vancouver will also squeak by the hot blues.
And the hawks will knock off the sketchy-of-late flames.
I know i am stoked for the playoffs! Here we go!

13 April 2009

why gas prices increase in the summer. or "suck splats" and why we should rid the world of them

I came across this article by Mike Fak and thought it was not only bang on, but also humorous, so i figured its worth a read for the three of you that still check this blog. we can change the world one person at a time...

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I went to see my son at college last week and since it is finally getting warmer outside, the kids were shedding their heavy garb for more summery clothes. One thing that I just shook my head at is the fact that at least 75% of the students I saw were wearing those infernal, nasty looking flip flops on their feet.

Now those chunks of rubber were invented to help prevent people from passing on foot diseases in community shower settings such as the armed forces and schools. They were never intended to be official street garb but somehow everyone in the country is going around with those things stuck between their toes and thinks its attractive footwear.

I imagine part of my angst with those things is that I grew up in a day and age when young people worried about how they looked. Never in a million years back then would anyone be seen walking around town with $5.00 thong shoes made out of recycled tires.

I watched our recent high school's Grand Prom March and was shocked to see at least a half dozen young ladies wearing $400 dresses walking around with worn out flip flops on their naked feet. I don't have a daughter but if she told me she was wearing flip flops to the prom, I would cut three holes in a fifty-pound potato sack and tell her now she has a dress that matches her footwear.

I don't know why restaurants allow people in with those things on their feet. It clearly says no shoes no service and I proclaim resoundingly that flip flops are not shoes. In fact, a person walking into an eatery with those ugly things on their feet is flopping airborne particulates of toe jamb all through the dining area and that should be considered a health hazard. Toe jamb causes cancer in laboratory rats you know.

Of course it isn't only younger people who have failed to understand the rudimentary couth of covering one's feet. You see people of all ages under fifty walking all over town with that disgusting "suck splapt" sound every time they take a step.

Maybe that would help stem the tide of this epidemic of podiatary ignorance. If a person had to go into a show store and ask the clerk which aisle "suck splapts" were in maybe they would be ashamed to ask and would go and buy a pair of gym shoes or God forbid, a pair of actual dress shoes.

Take a look at when flip flops or rather "suck splapts" came into vogue as everyday attire and you will see it correlates with the beginning of the downfall of this great country. "Suck splapts" are made of rubber. Rubber is a petroleum based product. It makes sense then to correlate that the production of these nasty rubber shoes in such monstrous numbers is the root cause of oil going so high on the market.

If everyone went back to good old fashioned leather soled shoes, we would have more and cheaper gasoline plus fewer cows creating a hole in the ozone layer with their flatulence.

It is time we outlawed flip flops. Or at least changed the name to get the proper sound those disgusting things make when someone walks in them. Suck splapt, suck splapt, suck splapt.