Monthly Archives: June 2012

Basketball….I sort of care

Basketball has been the big topic at work lately because of the NBA finals between the Heat and the Thunder. I work with two black dudes so we talk about basketball all day. That sounded kind of racist,but it is what we talk about. I don’t know much about basketball. My sport is college football. Alabama football at that. One of my coworkers worships Lebron James and The Miami Heat.My other coworker falls in line with the hate Lebron group. That is where I fall. I really don’t know much about the sport except that the players are tall and there is a hoop and a ball. I don’t much about the terminology, I sort of know what the top of the key is and what “going hard in the paint” means. I do sort of fake care about the sport. I enjoy following it and I enjoy rooting against a certain team and player. I also like talking crap to my co-worker about how Lebron is terrible person.Which a true statement even if he made those commercials where he trying to change the education system. I like to fake like. If Alabama is in the National Championship game,yes I truly care about the outcome of that game.It will effect my daily life. Like when LSU beat Bama the first time, it made me feel about every emotion possible.My team just got beat for the first time in a long time and I’m going to feel it. Well was I amazed when we shut them out the next time we met and I bought one of those championship shirts the next day that go on sale the next month. If the Heat beat the Thunder in the NBA finals, yeah I want the other team to win but I don’t care about it personally. I enjoy caring about stuff I don’t care about. If OKC loses, they lose. I fake hope they win though. It will make the talks with my coworkers better. I can down the Heat until the next season.What gets me though is when they think I care alot about it. My coworkers will bring up some obscure player, and they think I will know who they are talking about. You kind of get stuck in a lie trap where you have agree that guy was great or yeah he was overrated just to keep the conversation going. Sometimes I wish I could reveal my true colors and be like “I’m a nerd and I only like football”.Its all good though. I can fake it.When the NBA season is over, I guess we will talk crap about each others favorite football teams until winter. In that case the conversations will be more important. And as I type this, OKC is down by 30, so the Heat will win the NBA finals. But I don’t care.


Bama Bound

College the final frontier…until you conquer it and get a real job. This past Friday I went to Bama Bound. Bama Bound is where you get introduced to The University of Alabama, Bama traditions,fratboys and football. Also you register for classes. I went to a Bama Bound with my cousin about 13 years ago, I remember they had a funny video about college. Well 13 years later I’m sitting in orientation getting saturated with Yea Alabama and Roll Tides(never a bad thing). I kept myself entertained by tweeting about what I saw, some of them include,Everyone here is pretty,Penny Loafers are so in style,I will never roc crocs, and my personal favorite is So many lanyards. Finally after listening to what makes UofA  and excellent school and some dumb game of Deal or No Deal where the ambassadors tell you how amazing Bama Cash is, we split into groups of our field of study.My field is social work. There was a total of eight…yes eight. Eight people in Social Work. In total there is 230 out of the 31,000 students at Bama in the field. Also I was one of two guys. I think I picked the right school of study if you catch my dumb self saying they are a lot of girls in social work. My building that my school is in about 100 years old and its where football started at the university. I think it used to be a gym. It smells like it. I like the building though, its full of history and I will be getting used to it because that will be my life the next 2 years. After meeting some teachers and such it was lunchtime. I picked up my student ID and took a picture with a guy in an elephant suit. After I ate I wondered around trying to look cool and like I was busy. One of my fellow social work students called me over to her group. I was kind of a creeper and was hanging around near then so they would call me over. I was getting desperate to talk people,I can only tweet so much. I hung out with social work majors at lunch time and figured out why they were doing it and where they were from. None of them were from Tuscaloosa and didn’t understand why all the Roll Tides. They were all super nice.I registered for classes and that was that. I’m now a student at Alabama. I never thought I would be a student at Bama. My plan wasn’t clear even a year ago. This fall will be challenging,fun and completely different. I’m super excited and scared/nervous. Roll Tide.

Prometheus ruled

Prometheus ruled

The movie is gorgeous. Sci-fi all the way.Actors were great. Noomi Rapace was awesome. I loved this movie.

The girl in the car smoking

After lunch with a friend today I saw a girl in her car smoking a cigarette. The first thought I had was man why is she smoking its ruining her life. The next thought is crap I do the exact same thing to myself.I don’t smoke,I eat.  I’m the not the smallest of people. I’m what you would call and XL person. Food is my favorite thing and probably has been since I was an embryo. The joy I get from chowing down on a burrito or burger brings me more joy than watching The Lord of The Rings.I was also judging the girl from a moral standpoint.Like saying to myself,oh man she one of those smoker types, its not right to smoke.Jesus thinks its bad. Maybe I cared that she smoked because she was attractive. I see people smoke all the time,but if they look decent, its different. Thats a whole other issue that I judge people on. If you look the part its ok to smoke or chow down.That girl was just living out her addiction more publicly instead of me going to my room with a fudge cake alone and hiding it. I have never succesly came through with a diet,but I haven’t really tried. I bet that girl has tried quitting with that weird gum but she just spits it out. Like me eyeing a lemon cake, she eyes a pack of Newports. My addiction to fudge rounds is the same sin as a sin of a person shooting up meth or smoking. There should be no moral judgment or judgement at all when it comes to looking at peoples lives and those peoples faults. I try to judge my actions on what Jesus taught. I always fail. In the end its the same in Jesus’s eyes. Jesus also said take that fudgeround size plank out of your eye even before you look at that gorgeous girls cigarette in her hand. We all have addictions.Yes you perfect attendance church person.No one is perfect. Jesus gives us grace for our imperfections. Grace is amazing as the song goes. It gives hope to addicts,liars,cheaters,murderers, and me. I’m sure if that girl find this post she would think it was creepy, then she would light up.