System of a Down

Rollin' down the street. Smokin' cassettes. Sippin' on Sun Drop. Laid back. With my mind on my whiskers and my whiskers on my mind...

Sorry I haven't been around for a day or two. But I have some bad news. It appears that I have contracted a virus. I know what some of you are thinking. "Well Bone, it was only a matter of time." True. True. When you live a lifestyle such as mine and spend as much time in bed with strange... websites, it's bound to happen.

I was diagnosed with MSBlaster. Well, my computer was. But really, my computer is only an extension of my person, right? Despite how it sounds, MSBlaster is not a fun little Microsoft Space Invaders imitation game. It's a virus. So I was unable to get online at home from 6:04 PM Monday until 3:07 PM today. (Times are approximate.)

Do you have any idea what having no internet is like for me? Imagine MacGyver with no duct tape. George Bush with no speech writer. Barry Bonds with no syringe... I mean, bat. It's been tough, friends. But life is about overcoming trials. Or just taking lots of pills and sleeping until things get better. Either way.

So I entertained myself most of the day with TV. And working on the computer. DNC came over last night to watch the NCAA finals. What a game! I thought for a moment there in the second half that UCLA was going to cut the lead under 12. The game was so exciting that I only got to see a few minutes of 24. That's two weeks in a row. Fortunately, the website gives minute-by-minute recaps. I'll be back to normal viewing next week.

Also, it was opening day in baseball. I love it! Games on all day long. It's just nice to be outside in a well-manicured area. Or, see other people outside in a well-manicured area. I added a baseball scoreboard to the sidebar. Hopefully, this will come in handy throughout the season, as I know some of you have set my blog to be your homepage.

At some point while watching the Reds lose a 16-7 heartbreaker to the Cubs, I came to a realization. Basically every sports team I root for I inherited from my Mom. She always talked about the Big Red Machine and Pete Rose. And in football, it was always (and still is) the Cowboys. And of course, there's the love for Alabama that has been instilled as me since even before I can remember.

Thanks, Mom. No, really. Sure the Reds have had a string of ten or fifteen rough years. And I've convinced myself that this never happened. But I still want to see a game at Great American Ballpark this year. I love my teams. And I wouldn't have it any other way.

"It's gonna take money. A whole lot of spendin' money. It's gonna take plenty of money, to do it right, child..."