Aside from the highly touted Rib America Festival in downtown Indy this weekend, that subject line has nothing to do with this post. Just thought I’d give fair warning. Incidentally, also in Indy this weekend is some kind of gay and lesbian film festival. I don’t know what kind of works they can be showing, but knowing that “Threesome” wasn’t that good (though it did vault Stephen Baldwin into the limelight he needed to get the mechanic role in “Half Baked”), and I don’t think any of the lesbian films will have catchy titles like “Slice Age” and “The Three Muffketeers”. I think I’ll stick to the ribs.

Call me picky, but I don’t think I’m going to be eating any of this company’s products any time soon. I found that out at work, which made for a nice compliment to the Danny Thomas stories shared at lunch.

So Kobe’s a free man. Not “innocent”, just free. Technically, OJ is more innocent than Kobe is. Unfortunately for Kobe, he just fooled around with a girl that ended up taking 15 months to realize what a whore she is and bail out. (Whereas Nicole Simpson realized pretty quick she didn’t have a head anymore.) Meanwhile, in an awfully ironic, yet unrelated story…

The more I take my “None of the Above” viewpoint into each night’s Republican Nat’l Convention, the more I realize one thing. Protestors are the lowest form of life. Its one thing to believe in something, its another to use everybody else not believing in something somewhat sort of similar, though not quite, but wouldn’t it be really cool if we broke some laws, pranced around like we own Manhattan and then whine about the repercussions, and take a week or two off work to act like you’re in 1968 San Francisco.

My thought, in convenient SAT format, is this:

cops:protestors :: hockey player:that dumbass that skates around like he owns the joint, and for one moment you catch him looking the other way

For those of you that don’t follow, the dumbass is getting leveled. He probably shouldn’t have to take it, but its legal and it makes for good TV. Cops get bad press all the time for the LAPD’s of the world that beat (somewhat) innocent drivers in broad daylight. Don’t you think the policing world is looking to the NYPD to take every chance they get to give one of those hippie wannabes a lobotomy with a billy club? The best was the freaks at the Youth Conference this morning with the “Stop AIDS” banner. STOP AIDS? I agree, its something that needs to be addressed, but how about we all slip a jimmy hat on, stop shooting heroin with needles found on the Jersey shore and work on cancer and Alzheimers and all the other diseases that are as of now incurable, and affect for the most part innocent people? (Not saying that innocent people can’t come up with AIDS, but the numbers weigh heavily toward other, equally damaging diseases.)

Okay, soapbox away now.

Finally, from the recycled joke pile, I’m in a number of fantasy sports leagues every year, but one particular league has been known to have some rather long drafts. Like really long. A round a day, on a good day. Its so bad, in fact, that I think my next round pick is going to be one of Eli Manning’s children.