Hahaha yeah right

Easy to say since he’s retired and fat now: Reigning MVP Stephen Curry believes that he could beat Michael Jordan in his prime, with a game on the line

It must be so great for NBA players now to be able to use Michael Jordan’s name in vain, considering MJ is now 52, overweight and retired, and vastly less likely to take words as challenges, lace up his Air Jordans and get back on the court to put some youngsters in their places.  Now, under the guise of veiled respect, today’s players are all allegedly better than Michael Jordan was, and they’re not as afraid to opinionate such beliefs to inquiring ears.

Reigning MVP and leader of defending champion Golden State Warriors,* Stephen Curry is the latest of upstarts to boldly proclaim himself, basically better than Michael Jordan.  He tries to backpedal a little bit and apply a scenario of it, “with the game on the line,” but there’s little reason to believe that he simply doesn’t think he’s better than Michael Jordan.

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Guitar Hero: The Next Generation

I saw a commercial for the new Guitar Hero game, and when the logo flashed on screen at the end of the spot, I couldn’t help but think that I’ve seen this logo before.  Upon looking at the logo some more, it dawned on me that it was basically the same font as the JJ Abrams rebooted Star Trek franchise’s logo.

Granted, upon putting them directly next to one another for direct comparison reveals that they’re not 100% identical, but at first blush, my designer’s eye is basically seeing “the Star Trek font” when I see the new Guitar Hero’s logo.

For all intents and purposes, Star Trek’s typeface is probably derived from an existing font, with slight modifications made to it to (attempt to) make it their own, but as far back as I can recollect, Star Trek did come first, therefore, I immediately associate it to them when I see any instance of a similar font being used.

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Baseball uniforms and beauty in simplicity

This is not an all-star team, these are all Arizona Diamondbacks

Impetus: the Arizona Diamondbacks and San Diego Padres announce and unveil new jerseys debuting in the 2016 season

I get it.  Ultimately, running a baseball team is a business, which is oldest excuse in the book when it comes to justifying absolutely anything that a team does, from fluctuating ticket costs, trading away popular marquee players, to unveiling a parade of new and alternate uniforms in order to sell more shit and make more money.

However, as it pertains to uniforms, it gets to a point where the pursuit of making money begins to possibly interfere with another, also important business strategy: strengthening of brand.  When the Diamondbacks have five available baseball caps with three different logos, somewhere along the line it becomes murky of what might actually be the team’s logo.  When the Padres where white and yellow on Thursday, brown on Friday and then blue Navy camo on Sunday, and then immediately hit the road and get back into road gray for Monday, it’s puzzling to believe that they’re all the same team.

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Training for life

I was running at the gym this past weekend, and thinking about how much it sucked to be at the gym.  Especially the weekend right after Thanksgiving, where I had just spent the three prior nights eating large amounts of savory and indulgent food.  Running on a treadmill and then hitting the weights was about the last thing I really wanted to do, when I could be trying to sleep more, loaf more, or ostensibly be eating more savory and indulgent leftovers.

But it wasn’t a really a question to why I was at the gym, because it’s simply what I do.  I exercise regularly, and I have been exercising regularly for quite literally ten years now.  Giving that fact some additional thought, I can say that the longest gap I’ve ever had between at least running, has been two weeks, and that was just a few weeks ago when I was on an extended vacation.  Save for that instance, I’ve been running regularly for an entire decade, and been hitting weights slightly less regularly within that span.

Honestly?  It sucks sometimes, too.  There are plenty of times in which I really don’t want to go to the gym, or go running, or do pull-ups, squats or shrugs.  But I do them anyways, because I’m OCD like that, and I don’t want to break my chain of regularly working out.  And that if I completely stop working out, then I will without question, balloon up to 427 lbs., and be on my way towards ending up on My 600 lb. Life on TLC.

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Not mad, just disappointed

Spoiler alert: Chic Fil-A spicy chicken sandwich defeats smarmy weeaboo New York imposter.

I mean, was there any surprise?  Chic Fil-A beating up on a restaurant whose chef basically is quoted saying that he wanted to create the next Chic Fil-A.  Man, sucks to be him to open up a restaurant with a copycat item, only for the originators to move into town, and then start owning up on some bitches like Korean Starcraft players jumping onto American servers.

But speaking of Koreans, the chef who came up with this imposter jobber that failed to best the originals, is this Korean “celebrity chef” guy named David Chang.  Typically, I’m all about rooting for and supporting the Koreans in just about every possible endeavor, and I often times don’t need to know any more than the fact that a person is Korean for me to consciously and unconsciously want to root for them; Koreans are kind of racist like that.

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Season’s Greetings!

Despite my tepid enthusiasm for Black Friday shopping season, I still did a little bit of shopping.  Such is somewhat of a tradition in my household, and nothing says the holidays have arrived than spending a bunch of money on things that we don’t actually need, but still cave into the general consensus that it’s shopping time, when Thanksgiving rolls around.

So for the better part of the last few days, it’s been that Christmas-y feeling of checking the myriad of emails that have shipping tracking codes, and checking statuses, to see just what we can expect to arrive, unbox, and be excited to receive, because getting packages in the mail is almost always a fun thing.

A while back, a package was stolen from our front stoop; although never confirmed definitively, the fact that there was a delivery confirmation, but then no package, led to Jen and I determining that it had to have been stolen, given the fact that there are several hours of many of the work days in which someone might not be able to open the front door, combined with the fact that USPS, UPS and FedEx are all incapable of using common sense, and leave packages in plain sight in front of our front door, instead of the slightest of pivoting and placing them behind the shrubs.

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Koreans don’t get respect in baseball

Impetus: Chan Ho Park not included in 2016 Hall of Fame . . . ballot

Let’s be clear here, in no way do I feel that Chan Ho Park is worthy of being enshrined in the National Baseball Hall of Fame (HOF) based on his statistical numbers.  No, I love Chan Ho Park since he’s a Korean guy playing my favorite sport, but it doesn’t change the fact that he wasn’t exactly Greg Maddux or Randy Johnson legendary, and doesn’t have the statistical achievements in order to make it in.

In that regard, the HOF is at least consistent on its demand that only the truly best players get in, and they weigh statistical evidence above pretty much everything else.  However, small as they may be, there are some other variables that are considered when it comes to players’ chances at Cooperstown; otherwise Roger Clemens, Barry Bonds, Mark McGwire and Sammy Sosa would all already be in the HOF, but their connections with performance-enhancing drugs have basically black-listed them and their gaudy career numbers from enshrinement, as long as ultimately, old-thinking baseball writers association of America (BBWAA) are in charge of keeping the gates.

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