Karl's Blog. Stardate Blah Blah Blah,
Another day goes by and another irritant is isolated from my system. I've had hives for like the past month and I am still trying to determine the cause. The current suspect is dust, but, I sure as hell don't have a clue. It's like I'm sloughing off old hives to be replaced with brand new ones. Yay! Feelin' like the Elephant Man John Merrick sucks. Can't even wear t-shirts out in public because it looks like I have frickin' track marks like Gastown smack junkie.
It's irritating at home since my family is clueless. Sure they're scared now and want me to visit my doctor, but, the reason I don't eat the same meals as them is because when I'm in this state EVERYTHING triggers further hives outbreaks. That includes all shellfish, chicken, amongst other things. Unfortunately, the stuff that triggers outbreaks is often staple food of the filipino diet. So when I take my meal of Ensure and diphenhydremine hydrochloride, I don't need anything else to eat and stop yellin'.
This weekend has been more or less a blur to me. It is actually the first time I've experienced the drowsy affects of the allergy medicine. Couple that with my nocturnal sleep-cycle as of late, it just throws me off even further. Getting home from soccer on Sunday I pass out. Wake up thinking it's Monday only to find out it is only 10pm Sunday. My internal clock is way too messed-up.
Whatever. It's just weird being like this for almost a month.
Other Notes:
- Saw the CFL Western Final in a pub with some of the guys from soccer after our game. It's really hard to keep my mouth shut when people bad mouth North American football, or as the Brits call it "Grid Iron". After playing the sport for over 10 years with another 2 years as a coach, it is difficult for me to enjoy watching a game since I nitpick alot. Minor details you know. Then there's watching it with other people. Too much fucking talking. Cheering is fine. But bitching and moaning at the tv is annoying. Now for the people complaining about football. I understand them, but, it gets irritating after a while.
1. Why is it called football anyway? It's not really football?
I don't know why. All I know is that North American football is a derivative of rugby, which in itself is a derivative of football/soccer. Australia also has their own version of football as well as rugby union and rugby league. All three being very popular and successful in Australia depending upon which region you are in. Also they use ther term "footy" for all three. Could that explain it? Probably not. But the Brits should blame themselves for not keeping their colonies in line in regards to naming their sports. Just go to Texas and bring up that argument and they will surely take their "foot" and stick it up your ass.
2. They're not really tough. They've got all that damn padding.
Well, if you examine old footage of football, it looks reminicient of rugby except with very few rules. Like rugby, it was very prominent among the amateur ranks. Namely at the collegiate level. Professional clubs were few and not well regarded. Again need I remind you, it had few rules. This led to the brutality of the sport. However, it was very popular. Yet this brutality led to the sport from being banned from several colleges. In order to stop the demise of the sport Teddy Roosevelt forced a sanctioning body to add rules and structure to make the game safer to play. It became a national issue for his administration. As time progressed, more and more rules were added to make it a safer sport. To put things in perspective, prior to the legislation and reformation of football having players die in the course of a game was commonplace. But if you insist in thinking football is a weak sport, strap on some pads and check it out. I'm sure you'll do fine.
3. Plays only last on average a few seconds amounting to very little action on the field.
Again look at my previous statement.
If you don't like the sport, fine with me. If you're gonna keep going on about it, don't do it around me.
- I think it's funny my coach found my crappy soccer blog by googling long german name of the club.
- It was odd living in a house with "Christians" during the US presidential election. Yes, those kind of "Christians". I mean my step-sis did a bloody victory dance when she heard Bush won. She then looked at me like I was the one who shot Bambi's mom when she found out I'm not a Bush fan.
- That Lions-Roughriders was pretty good, huh?
- Is anyone really surprised about that
Ashlee Simpson incident on SNL? I just think she shouldn't have blamed her band afterwards.
- Tucker Carlson really isn't funny. He tries to be. But he really isn't. Plus
Jon Stewart more or less made him his bitch in his appearance on Crossfire. Now if it were Bob Novack hosting, he would have just gotten Jon shot. Now that guy's an old school GOPer. On the day of the election Carville asks him,
CARVILLE: Do you think women should vote, really?
NOVAK: Well, they have got the vote. There's nothing I can do about it.
Tucker wouldn't say that. Novack did and challenges you to call him out. As my friend Jon would say, "Do something!"
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Anyway I'll go back to my isolation.
Happy belated Diwahli and a moment of silence for Ol' Dirty Bastard.
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