Oops.

I think cursing, in the right setting, it is really funny.*WARNING, THIS VIDEO CONTAINS THE F-WORD*



Charles, I love you. Reggie, you would throw your mother under a buss if you had to save face.



Did you by chance see Lee Corso drop bomb on College Gameday, when they were at Houston? Pretty funny.

Grateful for Gratitude.

I like people that list the things they are thankful for. Those people are generally optimistic, friendly, and easy to be around. Here's to you people who see the glass half full of opportunity and awesomeness. I wanna make a list of things I am thankful for. To be a really good list you must have more than 7 entries. It's a rule.

1. Tom Selek. He. Is. Awesome.
2. Tenative NBA agreement.... Unlock Kobe.
3. Adventures of TinTin. (It's animated. Steven Spielberg and Peter Jackson. Indiana Jones/ Pirates of the Caribbean. It will be awesome.)
4. Sweet Potatoes.
4a. Turkey with cranberries.
4b. Turkey Bowls.
5. The phrase, "boom-shock-ololaca."
6. The paradox of Tim Tebow.
7. NFL Sunday Ticket.
8. Dave's Day.
9. Andy Samberg/ Kristen Wiig.
10. Rotten Tomatoes.

Redford and Cash

Can't beat: Westerns, Robert Redford, and Johnny Cash. Can't beat it.

November Game

The idea was conceived over a year ago. 

Items needed: cell phone. Functioning toilet. 

"Sometimes I throw my phone in the air and catch it just before it hits the water. Really cool game. Like Russian roulette..."

Full Circle

A long, long, long time ago, I made fun of a girl who said she dropped her phone in the toilet to avoid going on a date with me. KARMA is a funny thing. This past Saturday, I dropped my phone in the toilet. What's worse is that I was urinating. I dropped my phone in a poop bowl full of my own pee. I was a little too hasty in checking my voice mail.

Jacked UP!

I watch a lot of sports. ESPN fills my TV watching...

I see a lot of great plays and I've noticed a common trend among athletes. When they make a spectacular catch/dunk/hit/block/etc. they say either two things: A) "LET'S GO!" B) "**** Yeah. ******* ***** of ****."

I can't blame them. I remember when we lowered the rim to six and half feet at the homestead. I dunked on Esta Bon Gondolfo Kid with no regard for his life. I had some serious words for him. I think I even had my shirt off. Yes, as I recall, I did. If my memory serves me correct, I even stood over his crumpled body on that fateful day. The concrete was softer than the words that broke Steven's ears.

How else can we, as elite athletes, clearly convey to our teammates what they need to do, or how others are inferior? No real athlete, in good confidence say, "Fellas, I am bringing the heat man. I just need your guys help. Just match my intensity." Or "Ohhh my. Did you just notice how I embarrassed you? Thehehe."

Droke

You tell me whether these dudes are kidding, drunk, or both?

Father And Son Perform "Take Me Home Tonight" - Watch MoreFunny Videos

The Father is a much better performer. If you can't last, which you should, skip to 2:18 when they really cut loose. I think the dad is droke... the son, I hope he is just kidding. 

Referral

I am going to take this platform and refer you to a this website. I love it. I encourage you to do some light reading and video watching. Pretty funny stuff.

Oh, and, "Go T-Birds!"

Rolling Stone

Jesse Hyde, the oldest of the Hyde brothers and sister, not to be confused with the Pro Wrestler. Although, Jesse was the most decorated wrestler in our family.

He is an editor at Deseret News and does some camera reporting (if that's what you call it) for KSL. He also does some freelance work. Check out his website, jessehyde.net, for his awesome stories. He is legit.

Here is one of his stories about Jon "Bones" Jones, It was published in the latest Rolling Stone. Jon Jones is someone we have already talked about on this bloggie (see September 27, 2011). Glad I have my brother to back me up.

What do you do?

This is insane. French people are insane. 

I Believe I can Fly ( flight of the frenchies). Trailer from sebastien montaz-rosset on Vimeo.

"So, what do you do?" 

"I live on the edge of a blade everyday."

"What do you mean?"

"I, uh, try to fly..."

Test of Sanity.

Everyone is a little crazy. We all have that breaking point; the one where you have drool coming out of your mouth, eyebrows crushing down on your eyes, and you are making some sounds that belong only in a roller derby game. I am coming close to that point. His name is Josh.

I've had my fair share of people that did not bode well with me. Snahole Bakta. Brandon Hoca-lugie. Sterling O-town. They all had this arrogance about them. This snobby intelligence that just irked me. Something like Mark Kuckerberg. I am sure they are all cool guys now... I would probably like them. Josh, I will never like. He has to be the most annoying human in existence. Forget Flo, the caveman for Gieco, or Lou Holtz. I wish I could repeat was he says, or clearly explain his personality, but I want you to be Josh-FREE.

The first day of my information system class I knew I would just hate this dude. The first question my teacher throws out there, he snags it, with the loudest voice EVER. I didn't want to seem him, then I could just aim my dark hate at some unknown person, without glaring or knowing what their face looked like before I kicked it in. The following class he answered every question, even the rhetorical ones. A mob was beginning to form around me. There was talk of assassination. The UFC fighter next to me was planning a parking lot nabbing. Even the mom who sits in front of me, Terry (she always wears overalls, totally a mom look. So darling.), was shooting the eye. I started making a shank out of USB drive.

This was all talk of course, jokes, they make us feel better. However, last time, a girl three row behind me had enough. After he blurted out an annoying comment, she ejected such a venomous tone that my ears hurt, "Shut up." She didn't say it loud, but he heard it. We all heard it. Josh's face went red.  I felt the rising. Oh no. It was happening. I almost jumped outta my chair. I wanted to point at him and say, "BOOM!"

He may make it through the semester. I may become Bob Knight.