SO I'm looking at the Calendar this morning as I'm prepariong to head out for the Annual UCLA Alumni Band Rehearsal and Barbeque and it occured to me that we're a week away from celebrating the first anniversary of the Diables Sports Page.
HArd to believe it's been nearly a year since I was tasked to start this blog as part of my time with the University Times, how far hve we come since then. Iroinically, I'm still tied to the UT, although I'm not currently enrolled there, money amongst the main problems for my current situation.
Of course, as they say, it's stil a work in progress. That's the ironic thing about a blog, it's never really ever finished is it, at least until the creator dies or the interest in the subject fades like so many pairs of jeans.
Well, I'm starting to ramble and unlike John McCAihn, I have a point to all this. (Yes I took a shot at Grampy McSame, freedom of speech, biotch!) My point is, no one knows what will occur the next day, so rather than lament not knowing what tomorrow will bring, I'll just keep chugging away at this until there's nothing left to talk about. But I do know that will never happen.
Next week, we'll take an all-encompassing look at the about-to-close Summer Olympics in Beijing, looking at what kind of things should be changed in the coverage by NBC since we have another 4 years of them screwing the Western United States of live coverage, especially when it comes to the Winter Olympics in Vancouver in about a year and a half.
OH, and don't forget, those of you who read my missives here, there's only about 12 days or so until my birthday when I reach the magic age, When I finally catch up to Jack Benny. (If you're too young to know who that is, good lord, what has this world come to?) But despiter my reaching that milestone, My inner child will continue to thrive, as this year and every year until I finally shuffle off this mortal coil.
I am making the theme of presents this year, "Clone Troopers and Jedi," which menas, the gift I want this year should be either Clone Trooper figures for my collection or one of those Master Replicas FX Lightsabers. I'd prefer a Mace Windu or Yoda lightsaber, since my dad, thanks to my younger brother, already has a Luke Skywalker ROTJ Saber.
So NExt week, we look back at the Beijing Olympics, which we'll wonder if they will be remembered as the Digitally enhanced Olympics, the Lip-Synched Olympics, or the Pick and age any age Olympics. Ahhh, it feels good to have the cynicism runnign through my veins again, it must be football season.
I love this time of year...
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