Boy on a String on a Wednesday Evening

So one day I decided to create a sports blog, a place for multiple users to post their thoughts on the sports world. See I love talking sports and I am beginning to realize very few of my friends could actually care about sports. That's what I get for living with nerds I guess, but what can ya do? Anyway, if anyone would like to contribute to this blog, let me know and I'll add you as a member.

Went home for Easter which was really nice. I was able to attend my own church again, which I really miss. Such a great place to worship in and a great group of people to worship with. I just wish I could find a place like that around here.

Been really rocking out to Jars of Clay as of late. Love the music. They are so amazingly talented. But I must say, not that big of a fan of their site. It's all in Flash. Who in the world ever thought that an entire site in flash was a good idea. You can't link to jack because it's all the same URL. So many bands do this. Who the hell made this the band norm???

Well, I really didnt have much to say, but check out the "No Steroids Here", the sports blog. I will now leave you with some Jars.

The marionette has your number
Pulling your arms and legs till you can't stand on your own
Dragging you conscience on the stage
And your heart gets rearranged,
And you cannot tell your mentor from your Maker
Look at the crowds bleeding with laughter
Over the way you entertain at beckon call
They don't see behind the lights or the painted background
They just like to see you fall

And you don't really mind
And you're just wasting time
And you don't feel anything
You're a boy on a string

I feel a sadness like Gapetto
Watching the life that he created run away,
Seeing the puppeteer's intrusion
And holding the remains of puppets that had rotted away
One day the curtain will not open
And all of the crowds will go away
But sometimes those strings will choke you
But until that day

No you won't really mind
And you're just wasting time
And you don't feel anything
You're a boy on a string

And you don't really mind
And you're just wasting time
And you don't feel anything
You're a boy on a string.

End of Blog Breakdown:
Hero: Beautiful weather again
Villain: Five Page Papers
Quote: "That snake is bigger." ~Jon Bullock
Mood: Meh, not amazing, but with weather like this, it's hard to not be in a good mood

Keep It Together on Monday Night

Watching my Cardinals open the new Busch Stadium. Such an excellent stadium. I must say, I am happy with it. The only gripe I have with the new staium is that it seats less than the pervious stadium. This means it is much harder for me to see my Cardinals. Grrrrrrrrrrr. But other than that, it is quite beautiful.

So it seems it has been a while since I last updated. Sorry, I have just either had nothing to say, or no time to write. And then by the time I had time to write, I would forget what I wanted to write about, or what I wanted to write about didn't matter any more.

Play by Play was a huge success. One of my writers never showed up, so I ended up writing one of the shows. This is not an easy thing for me, as I take forever to write. But I pounded it out and was rather happy about the product. If you would like to see the script, I present to you, "The Prodigal Box". I hope you enjoy it.

A lot of my fellow bloggers have been writing a "10 Things You Would Like to Say to People, But Know You Never Will." Meh. I'd probably say them to you if it actually mattered. Not to mention it just makes people wonder who you would be talking about and if you think it's you, you get mad for being called out. Nope, I swore that off, not bringing it back.

TSAV has been a lot calmer lately, and I must say, I like it that way. Let's see if we can keep this going to the end of the year. Not gonna hold my breath, but doesn't hurt to hope.

Such a beautiful day today. I walked outside this morning and it was simply gorgeous. Perfect day for the Cardinals home opener. I think we are gonna break out the grill today. Such a perfect day for it.

I miss you.

Played a bit of Unreal Tournament 2004 last night. I played on Nick's computer and I must say, I need to get a desktop soon. The graphics and sound were so much better when not running on my laptop. Figures.

So the results are in, and the women's basketball media guide was voted "Best in the Nation" for the second year in a row and my cover won "Best Cover in the Nation" a first for me. I am uber excited. The "Best Cover in the Nation" award is probably the top honor I can get, since the media guide is based on both the cover and all the stuff that Kevin does, but that cover, that's mine. Hopefully this is just the first of many to come.

Not much more to write about, so I will leave you with some Guster that Meagan has gotten me hooked on. Enjoy.

When we all finally washed ashore
It was clear there was no one else around
We declared a national holiday
A chance to build it from the ground
So far away from everyone
and everything starts today
Keep it together
Can we keep it together
We're singing a new song now
and everything starts today
Can we rise? Can we get along all right?
Can we miss the storm that sucked the whole world in?
And the boats went out at night
and the choppers in the sky
They searched but they could find no trace of us
So far away from everyone
and everything starts today
Keep it together
Can we keep it together
We're singing a new song now
and everything starts today
The thunder struck, the clouds appeared
Our fearless crew was not prepared
and pretty soon the boats came for us
half a million strong
We gathered arms, we fired shells
We build a wall around ourselves
and pretty soon the spirit was a lot like
what it used to be back home
So far away from everyone
and everything starts today
Keep it together
Can we keep it together
We're singing a new song now
and everything starts today

End of Blog Breakdown:
Hero: Beautiful weather
Villain: The Cubs
Quote: Had some really good zingers with Lindsey, but can't remember them. Maybe I'll change this if I think of it.
Mood: Kinda chipper, but relaxed