Nothing's Going To Ever Keep You Down

Jared and Mike, sorry for the three week absence. If other people pulled up this site in the past three weeks A) I'm sorry, B) I'm impressed, and C) thanks. Ok, so some of you may know this, but I'm willing to bet most of you don't. I have a black belt in Tae Kwan Do. I'm not kidding. For like three years, I was all about it. Not to the point where I'm wearing the uniform to school or learning japanese, but more like going three nights a week to class and then going to tournaments every three weeks. Yeah, I've got trophies for this. Big ones.
Here's the thing, I'm staying up in Park City tonight with my parents and watching The Karate Kid II. Ok, for starters, if you want to watch an awesomely bad movie, put this one in and watch the middle 45 mintues. Priceless. To whet the appetite, although is is set in Okinawa, everyone speaks only english, the signs are all in english as well as japanese and the martial arts dojo is filled only by white guys. Needless to say, I was laughing while remembering how cool I thought the whole things was. In particular, I remember thinking the girl Daniel went after was hot.
She's not. At all. Really, I'm borderline embarrassed by thinking that. It's up there with how I would foolishly bet against the Yankees making the playoffs every year. (This season is the first since coming home from the mission that I haven't made some sort of wager on this. I know way too much about baseball to be betting against the Yankees.)
AMC, in all their wisdom decides to go ahead a roll Karate Kid I right after II finished. About five minutes in, my mom, who had watched the better part of II with me, asked if that was what started my martial arts kick. Honestly, I'm pretty sure it was. That's right, a movie led me to dedicate three of my formative years to something I had no business starting in the first place. It might be the most manipulated I've ever been by any media. I loved Rocky IV, but never went into the ring. I can quote the better part of Sandlot blind, but never... ok, I so love baseball, but that was before any movie.
Also, how hot was Elisabeth Shue in that movie? No really? Watch it. She was on point. A little thick, but nothing bad at all. I would go for that in a heart beat.
Now here's what I really wanted to get to-- how come she never comes up in any timeless hottie conversation? Name me one movie that she wasn't looking good in? I'll wait. I've got the time. She always looked good. I thought maybe she didn't for a second, but then was blown away by her in "Cocktail". (Catch this one on TV. I'll just say that.) Just stunning. If it wasn't going to be 2:30 when this one ends, I would start scanning channels to see if I could find The Saint, or Adventure in Babysitting.
So yeah, give it up for Elisabeth Shue, the hottie that seems attainable. (Oh and by the way, she was 21 and Daniel-San was 23 when they made Karate Kid I. They were supposed to be anywhere between sophomores and seniors in high school. Word.)

The Perfect Ending To The Bad Day I Was Just Beginning

Let's not kid ourselves. Even I got bored re-reading that last post. Good golly, it just kept going, and unless you follow those shows, no one would have blamed you for stopping after the first paragraph. If you were to write a blog about American Idol and Prison Break, I would have bailed at the title. Like an art major in the quantum physics section or Mike at BoSoxNation.com, I have no business reading any of that.

With finals bearing down and the job hunt concluding, there hasn't been much else mulled over in a while. Yes, my White Sox are tied for the AL Central lead as of 2pm today, notably after sweeping the tigers over three games in Detroit. But we're tied with the royals, who also swept the tigers, so it kind of loses some prestige. I did however, pull out a win in the first week of my fantasy league, (Really, picking a major league team and following their stats to try and garner a victory? How could I not involve myself in this?) thanks to Pudge Rodriguez going o-3 in the last game of the week.
So essentially, I've been running on Krispy Kreme's and Monster drinks this past week. It's not too bad to be honest. Takes a while getting used to the swings of sugar and glucose levels, but once you do, you handle it quite well. You want to know the craziest, and easily the best, part of living like that- the dreams. I have no explanation for it, but they're all pretty vivid and extremely random. For instance: One involved playing a skee-ball game to perfection, resulting in something like 19,500 tickets which equaled $450 in merchandise. I was buying IPods and car stereo speakers with chuck-e-cheese tickets. And of course, this was all completely rational. The other one started on the baseball field and somehow wound up in class studying the movies of Val Kilmer. Again, it all made sense.

Here's the thing: I don't know if I want to give it up. Really, I have been able to survive on donuts and energy drinks. Let that soak in. I've mixed in a little orange juice here and there, but by and large, caloric intake has been dominated by glazed donuts and Kaos Monsters. It's fantastic. Of course, I realize the health concerns, and this is a major reason why I'm not keeping it going. The other is the financial side of it. If you figure you down one large Drink a day and about half a dozen donuts, that means you're staring at a bill of about $8 a day. Now, if I had the discipline and lack of regard for society, I could do it it cost wise. But I like eating nice food. I like stepping out for dinner, and occasionally lunch. (Side bar: I love the sticky fingers at wingers. So much so I bought a bottle of the sticky finger sauce and have draped it all over any chicken dish possible. The best so far... dipping Wendy's nuggets in it. It's no tootsie rolls, but it's close.)

So I'll have to leave this for special occasions, or wicked hard tests. Both demand such a fare. Word