Date with Ikea
1.) For the record, Blake Griffin’s “Dunk” over Kendrick Perkins was not technically a dunk. Remember a few years back when Dwight Howard put on the Superman cape and jumped up and chucked the ball into the hoop during the dunk contest? A lot of people cried “That’s not a dunk!” Well, that is exactly what Griffin did to Perkins. He jumped really high, got fouled and chucked the ball into the hoop. Impressive? OF COURSE! Dunk? I think not. Kevin Durant agrees with me!
2.) Robert Kraft, owner of the Patriots, recently said, “We’re red, white and blue and our name is Patriots. How can you hate something like that?” Quite easily, Kraft, cause you make pretentious comments like that. And your QB’s supermodel girlfriend sends out an e-mail asking for friends to pray for “Tommy” as he tries to win the Super Bowl. Cause that’s what he needs, MORE good fortune in his life. He’s already had the “Tuck Rule”…I think that’s enough good fortune for ten lifetimes.
3.) Stef and I took our first trip to Ikea last Saturday and I have got to say, that place is pretty fun. It’s like a museum you can touch! It has comfy sofas and couches and beds, and it has…wait for it…CHICKEN FINGERS! Holy cow, what a place. You can just be dipping chicken fingers in honey mustard and drinking a Mountain Dew whilst standing in a kitchen with marble counter tops, stainless steel appliances and new age wine racks. It’s DIVINE!
4.) My friends have recently been asking me to play a lot of poker, and you know what? I LOVE IT! I forgot how much fun poker can be, and hadn’t really played in a while. Luckily, we had one game that wasn’t for money and it taught me that I really needed to hone my skills back to where they were a few years ago during the height of the poker craze–when I lived with Randy and he would leave books by Barry Greenstein lying around and I’d watch Rounders three times a week.
So before heading back to the table to play for some money, I decided to play on-line to test my skills against a bunch of people I didn’t know. I forgot how much fun it can be to bust somebody who is a complete stranger to you, and how deliciously aggravating it can be to lose a hand on the river to somebody you’ve never seen. After playing on-line for a bit, I felt like my skills were sufficiently up to snuff. And lo and behold, I won the next game against my friends.
5.) We’re heading up to the Sixers tonight and I get to do my two favorite things during an NBA game. 1.) Cheer for the Sixers and 2.) BOOOOOOOO Lebron James! Hooray!
6.) I turned on–and quickly turned off in favor of “Turner and Hooch”–Sportscenter this morning and for some reason, Skip Bayless was interviewing Tim Tebow. WHY? It made me throw up a little bit in my mouth, but there is no doubt that Bayless was in heaven. In fact, I’m pretty sure that Bayless’ heaven involves Tebow karate chopping Lebron James in the throat.
7.) While we’re on the subject of “Turner and Hooch” does it really have to end like that? I’m just saying, it gets REALLY dark pretty quick. I turned it off this morning before I turned into a puddle.
8.) Good for Sheamus winning the Royal Rumble! I’ll never forget when NT first saw Sheamus and literally started screaming “EWWWWWWWW” The man is incredibly gross to look at, and his nickname “The Great White” is questionable at best, flat out racist at worst. His goatee also looks like what would happen if you sprinkled a bunch of Cheetos on a dry erase board.
9.) Oh, and if you’re still here, my Super Bowl pick is Giants 27, Patriots 24.
Enjoy the game!
This post was written by Adam Thomas
I WAS THE BEST! haha.
i forgot about your craze with the online poker thing. you and randall were glued to the comupter! haha
lets go PATS!
That guy won the Royal Rumble? Seriously? What did he do, just lie on his stomach and blend in with the mat? EWWWWW.
Go GIANTS! (Wish it were the Eagles though) Oh Tom Brady, will you ever live down your wife’s sappy email? I wonder what backstabber sent it to the press, that really bites.
I love Tom Hanks and chicken fingers.
I have never been to Ikea. True story.