Tuesday, January 02, 2007
You Gotta Love An Underdog
A copule of folks commented on the last blog that the shuffling iPod is an absolute gift from God on a roadie. I already picked up one of those doo-dads that makes my iPod play through my radio. I've had Sirius for a couple of years, but this is better. Sirius sometimes plays shit I don't wanna hear. My iPod never does, cause I don't put shit I don't wanna hear on it. It plugs right into my cigarette lighter, which brings up the question of the day:
Why do we still call 'em cigarette lighters? I can't remember the last time I ever saw one used to actually light a cigarette, but it was probably a few decades back. My car has two lighters, as though I have so many smokers in my car that one simply will not do. There's one on each side of the ashtray.....wait a minute.....ashtray? Mine has never had an ash in it. Yet another misnomer.
My cigarette lighters shall henceforth be known as alternative entertainment empowerment receptacles.
My ashtray? Well, it's too small to be a waste container. How about excess lower-denomination monetary storage area?
And a parting note: I am now a Boise State Bronco fan, and I've never even been to Idaho. That team and its fans are a credit to college football, even with that freaky-ass blue field they have up there. Of course, now that they've gone 13-0 and basically kicked the dog crap out of nearly everybody they played, that field actually looks very cool.
Hell, maybe the Cardinals and Sun Devils don't need new coaches! They just need an ass-load of red and maroon (respectively) paint, and a couple hundred fans to show up to help paint the grass. I'll help.
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Why do we still call 'em cigarette lighters? I can't remember the last time I ever saw one used to actually light a cigarette, but it was probably a few decades back. My car has two lighters, as though I have so many smokers in my car that one simply will not do. There's one on each side of the ashtray.....wait a minute.....ashtray? Mine has never had an ash in it. Yet another misnomer.
My cigarette lighters shall henceforth be known as alternative entertainment empowerment receptacles.
My ashtray? Well, it's too small to be a waste container. How about excess lower-denomination monetary storage area?
And a parting note: I am now a Boise State Bronco fan, and I've never even been to Idaho. That team and its fans are a credit to college football, even with that freaky-ass blue field they have up there. Of course, now that they've gone 13-0 and basically kicked the dog crap out of nearly everybody they played, that field actually looks very cool.
Hell, maybe the Cardinals and Sun Devils don't need new coaches! They just need an ass-load of red and maroon (respectively) paint, and a couple hundred fans to show up to help paint the grass. I'll help.
