I wrote this poem on TRAP and PYRAMID, and I think it sums up how every Chicago Bulls fan circa 94-98 felt about Corie Blount.
January 30, 2009
I Wrote A Poem
I wrote this poem on TRAP and PYRAMID, and I think it sums up how every Chicago Bulls fan circa 94-98 felt about Corie Blount.
by Trey at 1:13 PM 1 comments
Labels: Corie Blount, the Bulls
Frenchmen Hate Shiny Weapons
As you can see from those two photographs that I displayed above, both men have very grey hair which is parted on the left side of their head. Additionally, their faces have similar bone structure and features. However, in that photograph of Walt Szczerbiak, he is sporting a dashing mustache, which I can assure you was not present during the Cleveland Cavaliers versus Orlando Magic game that took place last evening. Isn't this an astute observation?
One last thing that I noticed while using Google (image version) to look for a photograph of Walt Szczerbiak is that when he was younger he looked like character actor Casey Affleck, while he portrayed the titular character in the motion picture The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford, a movie about the mastermind behind the World Wrestling Federation's Degeneration X being killed by the man who invented cars.
I will now show you a picture of Walt Szczerbiak when he was younger:
And this is Casey Affleck, brother of Ben Affleck, in the movie about wrestling:
Isn't the resemblance striking? The each have disheveled hair, gingivitis, and prostethic limbs. That's why I made that observation.
Thanks for reading!
by Trey at 10:12 AM 1 comments
Labels: Dwight Howard, the Cavaliers, the Magic, Wally Szczerbiak
January 29, 2009
What a Tiny Asian Boy Thinks About the Clippers Starting Line-Up
Who IS this guy? And why did he call me Lil' Yao? What's that supposed to mean?
This is the dumbest thing on Earth. Dad couldn't have gotten me on court for the Lakers? At least they have Monkey King. This is so lame.
OH, COTTON CANDY!!!!! I NEEEEEEEED COTTON CANDY!!!
This shirt is TOO big. MOM, MY SHIRT IS TOO BIG!!!
Whatever, I'm going to go do some math.
by Trey at 8:58 AM 1 comments
Labels: Fred Jones, the Clippers
January 28, 2009
Another Sideline Interview with Jonah Hill
by Trey at 9:30 AM 0 comments
Labels: Jonah Hill, the Lakers
January 27, 2009
Sean Marks Dunks
Okay, there's Chris. He'll find me if I'm open. Just gotta get open.
Oh, sweet! There's a path to the basket. I'm totally cutting there, mate. They won't even notice me; I'm Sean Marks.
Crikey! I'm gonna be open. I'm gonna be SO open. Thaddeus Young definitely lost track of me. Well, I'm Sean Marks, mate. Not too surprising.
This is your big chance Sean. Make it special. You're going be photographed so many times right now. Make this dunk special.
Make sure you get the dunk down. And make sure you don't blink. Whatever I do, I can't blink.
Do not blink, Sean.
This is your chance to be a star, mate. Do it, mate.
Okay. The ball's coming. I got it. This is it.
Time to dunk.
DON'T BLINK! Awwww, crikey...
by Trey at 9:16 AM 2 comments
Labels: Sean Marks, the Hornets
January 26, 2009
Deep Thoughts with Ricky Davis
Am I a parody of the NBA?
Is it true what they say? That I'm a cancer to my team. That I will not win. That a team with Ricky Davis is inherently flawed.
What would make people say such a thing? I am a good person. I enjoy philanthropic activities such as providing burritos to each and every Clippers fan named Rick, Dick, Ricky, Richard, Dicky, David, Dave, Davis, Davie, and Ricardo. Those people deserve burritos, and I gave them burritos.
I am not a bad person.
Sure, sometimes I like to shoot. But who doesn't? Is it not part of basketball to shoot?
My cornrows ... gone.
My Ludacris-themed facial hair ... gone.
My joy ... sadly, gone.
I am a shell.
I am no longer the Ricky Davis that I want to be.
But why?
Why must I toil under the banner of "cancer?" Why should I be the scapegoat?
Why?
Ricky Davis is for the people.
Ricky Davis is of the people.
Ricky Davis is the people.
I am Ricky Davis and I need some shots.
by Trey at 10:25 AM 0 comments
Labels: Deep Thoughts, Ricky Davis, the Clippers
January 23, 2009
Batum Will Destroy You After Meditating
by Trey at 10:08 AM 2 comments
Labels: Nicolas Batum, Street Fighter
January 22, 2009
1000 Words: Mo Williams Has Some Advice
by Trey at 2:20 PM 0 comments
Labels: 1000 Words, Mo Williams, the Cavaliers
The Blowtorch Interviews Danilo Gallinari
The Blowtorch: Hi, Danilo. Thanks for agreeing to this interview.
Danilo Gallinari: Fuhgeddaboudit.
DG: Fuhgeddedaboudit.
DG: Fuhgodaboudit.
DG: Fuhgeddaboudem.
DG: Fuhgeddaboudit.
DG: Fuhgeddaboudit...
DG: Fuhgeddaboudit.
BT: Absolutely. I won't publish that.
DG: Fuhgeddaboudit.
DG: Fuhgeddaboudit.
DG: Fuhgeddaboudit.
BT: Just let the past be the past? What about the Isiah Thomas regime?
DG: Fuhgeddaboudit.
BT: Seems prudent. What did the team do to deal with the Stephon Marbury situation?
DG: Fuhgeddaboudit.
BT: Yeah, he hasn't been a story for quite some time. Weird question, but do you have a favorite Burt Reynolds movie?
DG: Forget About It.
BT: Hmmm, I haven't seen that. Did you ever see Donnie Brasco?
DG: Fuhgeddaboudit!
(we share a hearty laugh)
DG: Fuhgeddaboudit.
by Trey at 9:11 AM 0 comments
Labels: Danilo Gallinari, the Knicks
January 21, 2009
Tim Duncan Has Something To Show You
I am Tim.
Oh, you noticed those banners? I must apologize. I did not mean for them to be so prominently displayed.
by Trey at 10:15 AM 3 comments
Labels: robotics, the Spurs, Tim Duncan
The Utah Jazz Jump On It
What's up, Utah, what's up
What's up, Utah, what's up
Utah, jump on it, jump on it, jump on it
by Trey at 9:58 AM 0 comments
Labels: the Jazz
January 20, 2009
Josh Powell MATHEMATICSIZED!!!
by Trey at 9:31 AM 0 comments
Labels: Josh Powell, Kareem Rush, math, Ronny Turiaf, the Lakers
January 19, 2009
Happy Martin Luther King, Jr. Day, Planet Earth
That is all.
by Trey at 12:51 PM 1 comments
Labels: Blake Griffin, nicknames
January 16, 2009
January 15, 2009
Grant Long Would Like to Mow Your Lawn
Most lawn mowers are powered by normal folks. Maybe it’s a mother of two who likes to get some exercise. Maybe it’s a son who dreads having to mow the lawn each summer. Maybe it’s a dad who likes to cut diagonals in the grass because it “looks better.” Whatever the case, the standard lawn mower just isn’t as quick and efficient as Grant Long’s Forward Powered Lawn Mowers. And the secret behind Grant Long’s Forward Powered Lawn Mowers is the Forward Power technology. Let me show you.
With Grant Long’s Forward Powered Lawn Mowers, we provide you with your own lawn mower, but we add a little something special – your very own NBA caliber power forward to push it. That’s right. Every purchase of a Grant Long Forward Powered Lawn Mower comes complete with a former NBA power forward. “Which power forwards?” you ask. Well, Bo Outlaw for one.
HEY GUYS, I’M BO OUTLAW AND I’M SOOOOOO EXCITED TO BE A PART OF GRANT LONG’S FORWARD POWERED LAWN MOWERS! SINCE RETIRING FROM THE NBA, I’VE HAD SO MUCH EXTRA ENERGY BUT NOWHERE TO RELEASE IT! THROUGH GRANT LONG’S FORWARD POWERED LAWN MOWERS, I GET TO USE THAT ENERGY SOMEWHERE THAT REALLY NEEDS IT --- YOUR LAWN!!!!!
Thanks, Bo.
Of course, we’ve got other models available as well. Perhaps, you’d be interested in Antoine Carr.
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But that’s not all. We’ve got even more power forwards ready and willing to mow your grass. Scott Williams, Greg Foster, Brian Grant, Otis Thorpe, and even my cousin, Terry Mills; the list goes on and on. These guys can’t wait to get behind one of Grant Long’s Forward Powered Lawn Mowers and get to work. It’s not like they have anything better to do.
So remember, when your lawn gets long, get Long’s.
by Trey at 8:59 AM 2 comments
Labels: Antoine Carr, Bo Outlaw, Grant Long, Grant Long's Forward Powered Lawn Mowers
January 14, 2009
Someone Needs to Monitor Michael Jordan's Brand
So when I finally get to the site, I find the image I need. Here it is:
Look, I know that everything post-Bulls hasn't been a roaring success. The Wizards were bad, then they fired you. The Bobcats are bad. That whole turning-your-restaurant-into-Sammy Sosa's restaurant thing seemed a little harsh. You signed Derek Anderson, Fred Jones, and Bobby Simmons to represent Team Jordan. Roy Jones (Team Jordan) started losing. Marvin Harrison (Team Jordan) shot a guy. You got divorced. I get it.
But can I ask one more question: would it kill you to slide somebody a couple thousand dollars to give your image a once-over? You're ruining our childhoods here.
by Trey at 12:46 PM 3 comments
Labels: finances, Michael Jordan
In Passing
by Trey at 10:55 AM 0 comments
Labels: friends of goathair, programming note
January 13, 2009
1000 Words: Troy Hudson Has Really Let Himself Go
by Trey at 1:14 PM 0 comments
Labels: 1000 Words, the Timberwolves, Troy Hudson
Occasional Observations on Several Subjects - the Things I Wonder Edition
- I was driving to work this morning, listening to Dr. Dre, and the thought popped in to my head, "I wonder which of the songs on Chronic 2001 is Lamar Odom's favorite?" I know he's from New York, so he's probably pretty tied in to that scene, but I'm also fairly certain that he'd be a huge Dr. Dre fan. That being said, I'm guessing his favorite song is "Xxplosive" or "What's the Difference."
- It's always been surprising to me that Tim Duncan wears number 21. 21 is sort of a flashy number, for guys like Kevin Garnett, Darius Miles and Zaid Abdul-Aziz. Duncan seems like he'd wear something in the 40s. This has been bothering me for at least three weeks.
This is something that KD and I talked about, but I'm still shocked by the Cavaliers. Take away LeBron and they're worse than the Bucks last year, who were 21st in offense and last in defense. LeBron is THAT good. So good that he makes the team 1st in offense and defense. That's ridiculous. "We Are All Witnesses" is a really bizarre marketing strategy, but it's also really true.
- I wish this were a real album. I also can't believe I didn't do this 3 years ago.
- Things on the docket for this week: internet/cable installation, which means there will be a new Blowtorch Presents, probably sometime next week. Also, there is going to be some other audio noises happening in other places, but I've probably said too much.
- Last, but certainly not least: I'm opening a cupcake shop called ToughCakes. ToughCakes - tough to eat cupcakesAs you can see from the ToughCakes on the right, the tagline is fitting. And yeah, I made heart-shaped cupcakes. Deal with it.
by Trey at 9:17 AM 1 comments
Labels: Lamar Odom, LeBron James, Occasional Observations on Several Subjects, Tim Duncan
January 12, 2009
Assessing LeBron's Announcement
- Notorious was alright. Not great, not bad, just alright.
- A co-sponsorship between Nike and Rogaine, in order to minimize the effect that his dependency on terrycloth to disguise his male-pattern baldness has upon the environment.
- Apologizes for the LeBron's Lightning Lemonade gum, which "didn't really taste that good."
- He found Damon Jones.
- Another pair of clunky shoes.
- Yet ANOTHER pair of clunky shoes.
- More clunky shoes.
- The new pronunciation of his name: Lay-Broon. It coincides with a Ralph Lauren collaboration to be released in France.
- That he thought "Jockin' Jay-Z" was pretty bad, but he likes "Brooklyn (Go Hard)."
- Has reconsidered the global icon approach. Now wants to be a desktop icon.
- Something involving Lil' Wayne*, which will be named LeBron Wayne.
- That he's really excited for Lost to come back. "Polar bears need love, yo."
- Crab dribble instructional tape.
*As I typed this, I realized that this is probably true. Think about it. Weezy has been in the last two LeBron commercials. He's the biggest star in rap right now, and he'll do a track with ANY BODY. What's keeping LeBron and Wayne from doing a rap song? If/when this happens, it will immediately become my least favorite song of 2k9.
by Trey at 9:08 AM 6 comments
Labels: LeBron James
January 9, 2009
My Entire Birthday Wish List
Or so I thought.
by Trey at 10:41 AM 3 comments
Labels: birthday celebrations, Foundation for Men with Small Craniums, Larry Hughes, the Bulls
January 8, 2009
Pau Gasol Does His Kevin Garnett Impression
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by Trey at 12:49 PM 2 comments
Labels: Pau Gasol, the Lakers
If My Groomsmen Were NBA Players
Here's us:Here's our NBA look-a-likes:
That's me in the middle. Obviously.
by Trey at 9:22 AM 1 comments
Labels: friends of goathair
January 7, 2009
1000 Words: Washington's Newest Point Guard
by Trey at 9:54 AM 0 comments
Labels: 1000 Words, Javaris Crittenton, the Wizards
January 6, 2009
Chris Mihm Enhances His Personal Brand
I decided 2 get tattys (and flannel).
///////I AM THE MIHM ECONOMY///////
(via HRO/CRLS/the Carles/Carleser)
by Trey at 9:15 AM 1 comments
Labels: Chris Mihm, the Lakers
January 5, 2009
If You Don't Like My Cannolis, Then You Can Just Get Out of My Face
Don't even act like you ain't like no cannolis, capice? If you think y'can just traipse around this here locka room actin' like you ain't like no cannolis, yous guys got anudder thing comin'. Vinny D ain't playin' around. These cannolis, theys pretty great, so eat 'em. Errrybody here's eatin' two, three, four cannoli. I don't care if you ain't even know what cannolis is, cause these cannolis are some real cannolis.
Excuse me. I, uh, I musta misheard you. You say you ain't like my moms's cannolis, Joakim? What, they too decadent and delicious for you, Frenchy? You want that sissy French food that's like a single slice of cheese on a plate with some sauce? FUHGEDDABOUDIT!!! This the real good cannoli, straight outta Italy. You ain't like it, you can get outta my locka room.
Oh, what? What? You gonna do somethin', Frenchy? I didn't think so. Siddown.
Anybody else here got somethin' to say about my mudda's cannolis? No. You don't. So just take your no cannoli eatin' keisters outta my locka room and get warmed up. You ain't want cannolis, you ain't eatin' NOTHIN'! It's as simple as that. If ain't momma's cannoli, FUHGEDDABOUDIT!!
Do not. Even Think. About bringin' some non-cannoli type a food in Vinny D's locka room, less you wanna take it to the mattresses.
by Trey at 11:17 AM 0 comments
Labels: cannoli, the Bulls, Vinny Del Negro
Sup, Y'all
by Trey at 9:11 AM 2 comments
Labels: programming note